Novel & Cerita Favor For A Favor

He questioned his face now void of emotion. “Y—yes,” I nodded hastily. “Why don’t you make it up to me then?” His words came in swiftly. “Make it up to you??” My nodding stopped. “Yes. I want you to owe me a favor, how about that?” He said coolly. “A favor?” I said still surprised at where the conversation was headed. “Are you going to keep repeating my words?” He cocked his eyebrow. “Err—no,” I stammered out. Pulling my thoughts together I asked. “Isn’t a favor too much?”

"Use the remainder for your renovations." Our neighbor said he would sign an IOU, but Dad said, "You'll be insulting me by signing that rubbish." Our neighbor left happily, and Dad looked pleased. I stood up and said, "It's best to have an IOU when you lend others money, Dad. He might not return the money without it." He rolled his eyes at me. "Being owed a favor is much better than being owed money. This is the way of the world—you still have plenty to learn."

“I don't know if it's worth my time since it only benefits you.” Stupid asshole. “Please…” I begged instead. “I'm just too curious to sit still and do nothing. I just want to know who they were at least.” “If I do this for you, you have to agree to one thing.” That felt ominous. “What is it?” “Nothing serious.” He shrugged. “Just know that you owe me three favors from today onward.” “Two?” I screeched, eyeing him like rotten meat. “You're only doing me a favor , not three.”

"What's the point in you going if you're just going to sit there?" "Easy." He shrugged. "I can keep you company." "While I run your errands?" "Hey, I'm going to wear a shirt. I thought that's how friendship worked. I do you a favor... you do me a favor." His smile grew. "Stop that." I wagged my finger at him. "I refuse to let your charm work on me. Also, how is you putting on a shirt doing me a favor?" "You asked me to put one on a while ago. Ergo, favor."

"Why are you doing this? Your kindness seemed…odd." I answered straight in their eyes without hesitation, "Favor. We're doing this to gain a little favor from you when we're working. That’s not illegal, right?" The cunning rogue finally smiled, relieving the heavy boulder in our chest."You guys are smart. Then do us a favor and go buy the provisions. Haha! I'm starting to like you. I like the way you think.” "Enjoy up to your heart's content!" Jake handed them some women. "We'll be back as soon as possible."

See what you want to see. Having determined for him to stay is also unavoidable. I left the blanket there, if you stay you can use it. - Thank you. May I know your name? I will repay you, I don't want to owe anyone anything. - No, no need to repay. It's already a good deed, there's no need to expect the other party to reciprocate. - You don't need but I want. I don't like to owe someone else's favor. To me, resentment is clear.

There was a brief pause and then another message came through. *I was wondering if I could ask a small favor. I smiled faintly. A favor I thought? It was such a careful, polite way to reach out — so typically him. *Sure. What kind of favor? *I promised to help my mom set up her new bookshelf, but my car’s in the shop, and she needs a few things carried over. It’s not far. Would you… mind lending a hand? I read it twice. There was nothing loaded in his words. There was no overt invitation, no expectation but still, something fluttered in me. The idea of helping him, of seeing him again, was enough to make my pulse quicken.

I straightened my blouse, forcing my pulse to slow, my mind replaying our conversation Why would he pick a favor over money? Something told me the favor Kenneth Hansen would cash in wouldn’t be one I’d be able to write a check for

Just then, the stonemason stepped out and handed me a headstone with the name already carved on it. "Luna Evelyn, the headstone you ordered is ready." Eric and Mia saw my name on it and froze. Mia's hand flew to her mouth. "What? A headstone? Luna Evelyn, you followed Alpha Eric all the way here just to put on this show? You even had a headstone made just to fish for sympathy. How original." Anger flashed across Eric's face, and his voice turned cold. "So this is what you were after? Why keep pulling these stunts to win my favor and grinding my trust to dust?"