Romans & histoires Finding Nemo Rip-off

I asked, my voice trembling with fear and worry. “Did you guys have a fight again? It’s not new for me. You two are always at each other’s throats like cats and dogs,” she said nonchalantly, flipping a pancake with an ease that felt alien to me at that moment. “This isn’t a joke, Robin. I’m serious,” I said, my voice firm despite the fear gnawing at me. “Last night, Benny and I went to Club One because his band was performing there. Benny’s boss was short-staffed so he gave me an opportunity to earn some extra cash.”

With wide eyes, she looks up at mine, searching and probing. “You’re a Nero?” she asks in a breath. I nod, but realize that those listening can’t see it. “My name is Nova Ainsley. I grew up on Korpillion. I worked for Horne Energy, but for lunars before I escaped the planet, I was making illegal Neron weapons.” “The weapons maker?” Arden asks, and I can tell, her mind is reeling from all of the revelations.

If not, I’ll get kicked out! [Allison, my mom is pressuring me again. Can you buy some groceries for my family under my name? Thank you so much! I really don’t have any money!] [I'll post these photos online and make sure you never get married!] Leslie let out a bloodcurdling scream and scrambled to open her phone, desperate to send out the photos. I ignored her and swiped across my phone screen. In the next second, the display on the TV shifted—revealing a set of explicit photos. However, I had carefully censored the key areas with pixelation.

"It's just 500 thousand dollars. I'll pay it back tomorrow! I'm going to bail Nerina out, and I'm going to show you that your little tricks are completely useless!" I smiled and remained silent. Did he really think this was just about 500 thousand? To buy all those scratch-off tickets, Nerina had dipped into the reserve funds of several different departments. Furthermore, to show off during her livestreams, she'd even forged my signature. I had already gathered all the evidence for these crimes. …

“Please, help me.” His mind froze. It was Aurora, her voice, her image, her smell, everything. But it can’t be. *No! No! This is not real!” He gasped, then shook his head and stepped back with a trembling leg. “This is a trick! You’re not real!” The sadness in her eyes deepened. Her lips quivered. “Sage, please,” she begged. Her voice was raw and desperate. “It’s me! I’m trapped! Can’t you see it? They have me! They have me, Sage!”

"My people traced the source. The leak came from your company's IP address. I also found the old video." Evidently, Hadrian had come prepared. Left with no retreat, Enrique could no longer deny it and simply confessed. "That's right. It was me." "Why would you do that?" Hadrian's eyes became bloodshot. It was as though the man before him was not Enrique, but his sworn enemy.

Toni and Xian both turned to him, horrified. “What?” Toni gasped. Xian began to cry as Toni pulled her into a tight embrace. Something was wrong — deeply wrong. The air was shifting. The water felt heavier. Then, as if in response to their fear, a single taunting wave slammed against the hull. Bob staggered. His breath came in sharp bursts. “Okay. Okay. Fuck!” Xian looked up at him, her face soaked in saltwater and tears. “Tony!” What none of them realized was that they were now drifting within the center of a massive tidal rip — a silent predator hidden beneath the sea. Bob knew Tony was a strong swimmer, but too much time had passed.

The man froze and dared not to turn around. “Well, I don't know about you,James, but those numbers seem to have disappeared. I can't find them,” He said with mock seriousness,and turned his face to look at the whimpering man whose face was close to his. “Can you?”He further asked. James regretted ever thinking he could steal from the devil and get away with it. Nero was so wealthy that he saw no end in sight to the riches of the young CEO. So he thought he could siphon just a little from the fortune of the young man. Being the accounts manager at one of his companies, it had been easy, and he thought he could get away with it—well almost.

Shouldn’t he be watching over Ava’s sister rather than Fertine? He stood up. His mood is ruined. He can’t rest either. Damn it, he knows this camping trip is freaking stupid. If it was possible for him not to come, he did. “Oh bro! Why are you frowning there?” Rio asked me with a smile “You didn’t go out last night, what? That’s why you’re like that.” “Don’t start with me Rio. I’m not in the mood.” He promised emphatically. Rio is a pretentious jerk. He’s trying to fit in his world even though he’s not rich at all. He’s just trying to be part of the elite so he could be with girls. The most foolish way to get a girl.

"These are the business documents Melanie photographed in the video. Coincidentally, it's the same project whose trade secrets were leaked." Melanie jumped up from her seat and pointed at me, arguing, "Don't believe a word she says! She's just jealous I won the election and is trying to slander me!" I smiled faintly. "Everyone will find out soon enough if my words can be trusted." Just then, several police officers pushed open the conference room doors. They walked straight to Melanie, handcuffed her, and led her out. "Ms. Melanie Stewart, you're under arrest for corporate espionage. Please come with us."