Final Offer Novels & Stories

I walked back to the office. Mr. Shaw had just stepped in. “I'm afraid I would have to reject the offer.” He said. He turned to Alejandro, “It was kind of you to think of leaving the investment to me. But I'll have to pass.” He said. Mr. Jordan looked unsatisfied with the turn of things. But if you look closer, you can tell his look is fake. “I see. It was nice doing business with you, Mr. Shaw.” He stood and extended his hands, “it may not have been concluded, but all the same. Thank you.” He said.

"I don't care about the value. I just need the money." "Give me a few hours. I'll see what I can do." Richard hung up. Jeff sat in the dark office and stared at the photo of his grandfather on his desk. "I'm sorry, Grandpa," he whispered. "But it's Zane, your grandchild. I don't have a choice." His phone rang at 9:43 PM. Richard's name on the screen. Jeff answered immediately. "Did you find someone?" He asked hopefully. "Yes. Sterling Solutions made an offer."

He was the one who knelt in front of my father and swore he would treat me well for the rest of his life. Only then did my father agree to invest. I let out a sigh and turned to leave. "Since you think this was leveraging favors for repayment, then let's call off the engagement." The moment the door closed, violent arguing erupted on the other side. The elevated roads of Alderidge were as congested as ever. I looked up at the giant screen displaying wedding photos of Adrian and me and felt nothing but irony.

The offer arrived without ceremony. No encryption theatrics. No urgency flags. Just a sealed envelope delivered by hand. Aria knew what it was before she opened it. Damon watched from across the room, saying nothing. He had learned that some decisions needed space before they needed voices. Inside was a proposal—carefully worded, deliberately restrained. A position. Temporary, they said. Advisory, they claimed. Independent, they promised. At the bottom, a single line stood out.

"Hi, Mr Stone. I'm calling about the culinary scholarship. I know I declined initially, but I'm interested now and would love to know if it's still Open." "Ah, Arielle! I'm glad you're interested, now. You don't know how much I wanted you to take the offer and how disappointed I was when you turned it down. Yes, the offer is open and won't be ending until a week's time. And even if it was closed, You're one of my top candidates, and I'd have pulled a few strings around to get you in." A smile and a blush crossed my features. "Thank you. How do I apply?"

I asked, suspiciously and Wolf grinned even bigger. "You all took off so fast, I needed to give Foxy something so she could buy her dress." Wolf said and he turned to Foxy and pulled out his wallet. "I owe you some money and figured that you would need it to buy your dress." he said softly as Hound and Jackal distracted the others in conversation. I wasn't going for it though and I moved closer to Foxy. She looked confused. "You don't owe me any money." she responded and he shook his head and handed her a card.

Instead, he was shyly approaching Javier, which seemed rather awkward to watch. “Um…Mr. Kersey, is the offer still available?” Sofia, who was curious, asked, “What offer? What’s he talking about?” Javier smiled as he looked at Judd. “Go on, tell her what the offer is.” Judd kept on mumbling, too embarrassed to say it out loud. “I’m giving you one last chance. If you miss out on it this time, the offer will be gone forever.” Judd panicked when Javier gave him a final warning.

I couldn’t conclude based off our small interaction like I had done earlier. `A: Thanks for understanding. And I was wondering, how long would your offer be open?` I held my breath as I hit send. The moment of truth had come. If he said no, then I would go back to the motel idea, which didn't seem as clever as it was when I came up with it. If he said yes, then yes. `S: Yes, it is, but just for a week. It’s open for that long because there are things I would need to put in order if you agreed, but I won’t have the time to do so if you said yes later than then. Are you interested?`

“But why does it feel like I'm about to get teary? Was that some farewell speech? Look, you don't have to do all that and neither do you have to wait for days or weeks for a response because I'll give you one right here and now. I'm not interested in anything you have to offer to me.” “Are you sure about that?” I asked, narrowing my gaze at the words. “If anything, I think you don't want to bruise your pride and that's why you've made a decision rather quickly than you should. It's obvious that you didn't think it through before giving me a response and that's the more reason why I will leave the offer open until a week. When you change your mind, you can reach out to me. You're always welco

Doesn't give him the right. “Wanna go for a ride?” he asked. “No—” I replied too quickly. He stood in silence for some seconds. It was hard to get what he was thinking, but he eventually smiled. “Jordan, I have an offer for you,” he deadpanned. Silence. “What?” I cocked an eyebrow. “I have an offer. You'll get to know by tomorrow,” he said and walked away. An offer?? That's it??