Confusing Questions To Ask Novels & Stories

I question " How???" He ask confused **************************

" I raised a brow. "Can I get an example of what you are confused about?"

“What do you need me to do?” “Are we poisoning someone this time around?”

That's why I also do not know the answer. "Snapback, Gwyn! Is he?" Zaina asked. "Uh ... huh ..." I did not know the answer. "Stop that, you seem nervous to answer." Kez said laughing. "Yes no? I don't really know, sorry." I'm sorry. They frowned at me. Curious. Confused. Going crazy. "What? How come no? I don't get you." Zaina asked confused. "It’s because..." "What?" They asked the same question. They were not acting short tempered.

How to understand what questions to ask in board meetings. He explained hostile takeovers in terms I could actually understand. Walked me through defense strategies. Made me repeat key concepts until they stuck. "When someone asks your opinion, you don't freeze," he said. "You ask a clarifying question first. It buys you time and makes you look thoughtful instead of clueless." "Like what?" "Like 'before I answer, what's our current cash position?' or 'what timeline are we working with?' Make them give you more information. Then your answer sounds informed instead of reactive."

I tried convincing myself. "Pretty……." He rounded out. I disgustingly glared at him. He gave me a **what's wrong ** kind of look. "Hey, what's it…..?" He confusedly asked me. "What…..?" I countered back. "You don't answer questions with a question," he muttered.

“ What are thinking about? “ Nik asked. “ Huh?” I asked, momentarily confused before laughing nervously and shaking my head. “ Nothing. “

It was a bewildering, overwhelming and non-stop stream of questions demanding that she answer: Coffee or tea? Coffee with milk and sugar? What do you want to eat on your break? Which shampoo? Which hand cream? What bank do you want to open an account in? Do you want to go to the movies? What do you want to see? What are you doing on your day off? Do you want company? And on and on and fucking on.

I asked with a very calm and persuasive voice, like I was talking to an angry toddler. Slowly, he looked up from the papers again and arched an eyebrow at me, a questioning look in his bored eyes. “Why are you suddenly asking me that? Why do you want to know?” He asked. Ugh! I exclaimed inwardly, this is what I had wanted to avoid, a question for a question, Ares was so tiring. “Well, you know…” I didn’t know what to say, but I had to get some information from him, it was a necessity. “Oh common just tell me, are you guys friends?”