Novel & Cerita Fifty Fifty Frederick

He stuttered. "Frederick Lloyd" she said. He gasped and smirked. "Frederick Lloyd. The son of the owner of Diamond and Jewels?" He asked and she nodded. "Well, you should go out with him again. We can get more money, right?" "Yeah, I don't think he'll call me back" "Why?" He asked. Michelle can't tell him she kissed Frederick. She tried to change the topic with something he'll like. "I'm going to send you five hundred. I hope it's enough for you"

Frederick couldn’t tolerate her around Cara and usually drove Gwen away when he was with her. “Frederick sir died five minutes ago. Haven’t you seen the news, ma’am? The paparazzi have gone crazy chanting slogans. They all feel that he has been punished by God for the evil he has done to you,” said Gwen. Cara sighed and asked her to cancel all her appointments for the whole of next week.

He saw that Frederick lived in a villa on the Golden Coast, so he figured he could squeeze a bit more money out of him. Trying to be friendly, the driver added, "Tell you what, I'll round it down to five hundred. Let's be friends, huh?" He even pulled out a cigarette from his pack and offered it to Frederick. Frederick didn't take the cigarette, and replied firmly, "I'll give you a hundred at most. Take it or leave it, or we'll get off right here."

My tone and voice were sharp, reflecting all the feelings I had bottled up. He fell silent. His face tensed, as if he wasn’t ready to face my firmness. "I—I don’t know where to start. In these five years... I've realized something." I held back a bitter laugh. "In these five years, I’ve realized many things, one of which is that life without you has turned out to be easier than I thought." My words bit, and I knew they were painful for him. He bit his lip, as if holding back something.

Frederick froze outside the door. His heartbeat stopped for a second. What? “You came out in the middle of the night because of him,” Margaret pressed harder. “Just admit it. You still love Frederick.” Frederick’s eyes widened instantly. His mind went blank. Sarah? At the bar? Last night? For him? And then he remembered he truly was in Clomoy bar last night. Without thinking further… Frederick pushed the office door open immediately. The sound startled both women instantly. Margaret turned sharply. Sarah froze completely.

“To the gentleman for fifty million dollars!” “Did he just say fifty million?” one man whispered, leaning closer to his friend. His friend stared at the stage, eyes wide. “My Alpha spent six months begging for a meeting with that man. He never showed. Never even acknowledged it. And now he's here... for her? An ex-Luna?” The second man slowly shook his head. “No man drops fifty million on a stranger.” “So what are you thinking… His mistress?” The other man glanced back toward the VIP. “Either that… or something a lot more complicated.”

"I can offer you security that money cannot buy, my lady. I can offer you pedigree." Jackson didn't speak. He just walked over to Prince Frederick. Jackson was 6'2". Frederick was barely 5'8". The physical difference was comical. "Frederick, right?" Jackson smirked, looking down at him. "Nice medals. Did you win them in a war? Or did you buy them at a gift shop?" "I am royalty!" Frederick spluttered. "Who are you? A merchant?" "I am the man who owns 40% of the real estate in your 'Principality'," Jackson patted Frederick’s cheek patronizingly. "If I make one phone call, your castle will be turned into a shopping mall by next Tuesday."

"But I fought back, and I won." She immediately exhaled in relief. "Do you think messing with me is funny?" I chuckled. "Just a little bit." Cecilia glanced at her phone and pulled me forward. "Alright, alright, I won't argue with you. Let's go. I bought you a flight ticket to Sulverton City. I also deposited 2,000 dollars into your account. I know what you're thinking, but just consider it a loan. This is all I have..." I was stunned. Tears welled up suddenly.

None of them acknowledged Shawty yet but she knew that Leonard noticed her. “I think that’s doable. We have several candidates that you can look over.” Leonard said, as he kept writing. “No need,” Frederick said, he finally turned to face Shawty. “I’ve already decided who I want.” Leonard cocked his eyebrow in curiosity but said nothing. “It's settled then,” He said, getting up and extending his hand to Frederick. “Pleasure doing business with you.” As Frederick left the office, he gave a wink to Shawty.

Frederick smiled. Frederick was the general manager of Leia Group and Wesley's right-hand man. Although Wesley had stepped down as the CEO of Leia Group, Frederick remained standing. He'd also voted against Leia Group's collaboration with Eden Studio, hence their current grudge. The atmosphere shifted when Anathea and Frederick locked gazes. The latter served Emory first out of courtesy before turning to smile at Anathea. "You look like the wind could knock you right over. What, did a skinny little thing like you come to try your hand at tennis today?"