Contract Add On Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

‘That’s why I could come to Genecity for some fun today, and I just so happen to be able to do Penn a favor while I’m here. Hestia took a glance at Jessie doubtfully, while Jessie shook her head, motioning that she did not know what was going on either. "This is the contract. You can read it for yourself." Crosleigh took out a stack of folded papers from his pocket, and those who did not know the content of the documents might straight-up think that it was only a stack of rubbish. "Pennleigh said that the terms of the collaboration will be up to you, and if you’re not satisfied with the figures mentioned in the contract, you can always increase the price at will.”

Didn't touch it. "Clause nine," Isla said. "Read it tonight. Not the version in your contract." "What's wrong with my version?" "Nothing's wrong with it. It's incomplete. There's an addendum Daniel files them separately. Standard practice for arrangements like this." A pause. "Most people wouldn't sign if they had the full picture upfront." "Most people," Zara said. "Most people." Isla held her eyes. "I don't think you're most people."

He said, in an annoyed tone. “So Darren, you’ve already admitted to my team that you accepted a project that you don’t have the means to accomplish, is that right?” I said, folding my arms. “W-well, not exactly.” Darren said, tripping over his words. “We didn’t know that you were looking to add on.” “Well, that was plainly written in the contract.” I said, refusing to budge. “So, are you telling me you didn’t bother to read it?” “N-no.” Darren stuttered. “We read it, I just don’t remember seeing anything about adding on.”

Jay said, sliding onto the stool beside me and ordering a drink. Ever since he was born when I was a little over a year, I knew he was going to be my best friend and that is exactly what he is. Always willing to hear my rant without a judgement. I didn’t look at him. “It’s this contract,” I muttered. “I thought it was in the bag. All the numbers checked out, the pitch was perfect. But they pulled out at the last minute. No explanation.” Jay frowned. “Let me guess, this media chaos didn’t help?”

I hurried downstairs, nearly falling down the past two steps, and found Nicholas sitting at the kitchen table. He looked as serene as ever, a cup of steaming coffee and a newspaper sitting in front of him. He was doing the crossword. The crossword. “Kayla,” he said without looking up. “Give me a three letter word for salmon—” “How about three words and eleven letters?” I cut him off, crossing my arms. “What the hell?” Nicholas looked up at me, blinking for a moment, before he saw my frustrated expression and sighed. “I take it you saw the invitations.”

No one hurt, no one damaged. “Move in with you? I need to get a job as soon as possible, I have bills to pay me Billionaire” I shot at him. “I’ll have that all covered,” he said with a straight face. “I’ll send you 50,000 dollars after the contract is signed. No strings attached!” He added coldly, walked towards me and asked. “Deal or no deal?” A sigh escaped my lips and I just nodded gently. “Deal.”

“This wasn’t the plan. You threw everything off script.” “Script,” I repeated. “Because that’s what this is, right? A script. A performance. A goddamn contract.” His eyes darkened. “Exactly,” he said, pulling a folder from his briefcase and tossing it onto my lap. “Which is why we’re signing it tonight. No more surprises.” I stared down at it. Thick pages. Typed clauses. Neat little bullet points outlining how to fake a perfect marriage. I opened it slowly. No real intimacy.

I clear my throat, “previous contract.” She smiles. “Thank you, but I can’t accept. Wolves might think it’s a bribe or suspect an inappropriate relationship for such an intimate gift.” I sigh and lay them down on the other side of the table. “Are you ready to review the inventory items?” she asks pulling over her laptop. I nod, scoot close to her, and lean over, pretending to care about the shit on the screen in front of me. Lilac floods my senses. My eyes close. I breathe her in slowly.

"--- Mom repeats the phrase I always say. "If they don't like the new project, they will break the contract, with the law on their side. This contract is more than a million dollars, if I lose it, I will be fired for cause. With such a stain on my resume it will be very difficult to get a new job in this area, or any other that pays well." I tie my hair into a bun on top of my head, running my hands down my back. "But you didn't do it, why would you pay for something you didn't do?"--- My mother asks.

he pointed dramatically “are glowing. Tell me something good.” “We got the contract.” Daniel’s eyes widened. “No freaking way.” “We did.” “Holy shit.” Daniel clapped once, loudly. “We need champagne! We need fireworks! We need…wait, actually we need to go out. Tonight. Nothing crazy, I swear.” Logan chuckled. “We’ll see. But yeah this is big. Really big.” He could feel Daniel studying him. Not the business part of him. “And yet,” Daniel folded his arms, “you’ve still got that other look on your face.”