Clyde Anderson Books A Million の小説・ストーリー

I gave him a hug. Dad never failed to show the best that he can in raising me even he encountered a lot of hard times doing that. Well, what can you expect? Being a billionaire's only child is never easy. Kidnap for ransom is the most common threat in my life that I had experienced and the reason that leads to traumatic experiences I least wanted. “But Dad, you said that you want me to be happy. Isn't it absurd for you to decide whom I'm going to marry?” I asked him in a low tone of voice.

Sometimes, secretly, I hope I was like her. “Well, to answer your question, first of all, professor Keller at your department is a family friend. And second, to help future Uber drivers, restaurant waiters, ghost writers, street drug dealers, and homeless, obviously. ” My dad says this in a tone that has nothing to do with philanthropy.

The downloads for our app surpassed 5 million just on the first day. "Congratulations." The message came from Andrew. He was two years my senior. After graduation, he stayed for postgraduate studies and was now part of Bruce's team. He had later apologized to me for the confession incident. Over the past two years, he had also contributed greatly to the app's development. So, we eventually became friends. As for Caleb, we didn't interact much. However, he would address me respectfully every time we met, albeit very reluctantly. "Same to you," I replied and sent him a photo from the summit venue.

"She left? Finally showed some sense. Good riddance. I'll go discuss the date for your and Gianna's bonding ceremony with the Thunder Ridge elders right away." But something in her words struck a nerve. Eric's face changed drastically, his voice hoarse but firm. "Impossible! Why would she leave me? She clearly..." She clearly relied on him so much, needed his protection. Luna Anya, seeing his insistence, scoffed. "What's so impossible? She took the hundred million dollars without a second thought, you know." A hundred million dollars. Eric seized on the number, jerking his head up to look at his mother, his voice filled with disbelief. "What did you say? What hundred million dollars?!"

Instead, I chose to keep my feelings tightly wrapped inside, like a fragile treasure that I refused to share. While my surroundings became a mix of muffled voices—two individuals exchanging words—I found myself increasingly disinterested in the conversation. All I really wanted at that moment was to simply leave, letting the chatter fade away into the background of my mind. As I moved through the space, dragging my bag toward the living room with a sense of urgency, Max, a man who seemed to be quite concerned, dashed over to me. What happened next genuinely shocked me: he suddenly dropped down onto his knees. With a sense of desperation in his voice, he pleaded

I wanted to take this secret to the grave, but I had just been pushed to the wall, so I had to make friends with the gecko. “I took a loan from Anderson Millers.” That name forced Lyon to jump to his feet. I would freak out myself if I found out someone I knew had been foolish enough to dabble with the notorious drug lord, Anderson Millers. “Why would you even do that?” He asked. “Do you not know the kind of person Anderson Millers is?” ”Because I was broke! Because after my father had died, he didn't leave me anything more than a million dollars. How do you think we have so much money to spend all the time?”