Novel & Cerita Forty Thousand

Was he an Alpha or maybe a gamma? “ Forty million dollars.” Just like that every once of hope I had instantly died.

Number forty-six sold for one hundred and ten thousand. “Number forty-seven.”

Forty thousand dollar credit from a bank loan and forty thousand dollars debit too! "Where the fuck is this coming from!”

A hush fell over the room as everyone held their breath, waiting to see if anyone would dare challenge her. But the challenge came, almost immediately. “Forty Million, Five hundred thousand.” I raised my paddle and heads turned to look at me, including her. “Sixty Million!” “Sixty Million Five Hundred Thousand.” “Seventy Million!” “Seventy Million Five Hundred Thousand.”

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Zhang Zihao said proudly after announcing 40 million. "50 million!" However, in the next moment, an extremely discordant voice suddenly sounded.

‘Four hundred million? ‘Oh my God!’ They did not have a grasp on how much four hundred million was, but it should be enough to buy an entire street in their town. They even refused to believe it when Sam said that the house Pearl lived in costs at least fifty million, ‘There’s no way a house can cost so much!’ Only now did they realize that fifty million was much too little. “Do you know how much four hundred million is? Anything in this house is enough to buy an entire house back home!”

The air between our tables was electric with one year of hate and a thousand unspoken words. "Five million," Tyler called out immediately, staring directly at me, not the stage. "Six million," I said, my voice trembling with adrenaline. "Seven." "Ten." The room went deathly quiet. Ten million for forty acres was insanity. Tyler leaned across the aisle, his eyes dark with a toxic expression, that tried to pull me back into our old patterns.

James signal me with his hands to get away but I don't move. "45 million." A deep dominating voice spoke. I snap my head to where the voice came from to see a heavily bodied man giving me an intense gaze from where he sat. What's going on here?

came another voice from across the room. I didn’t look. “Forty.” “Fifty.” The numbers climbed fast. “Sixty.” “Eighty.” “One hundred.” Each time, I countered, before the announcer could go the third time, someone countered me. “One hundred and twenty million,” he called out. “Do I hear one-fifty?” The room quieted slightly, this was it. I raised my paddle again. “One hundred and fifty.” Nina smiled softly, whispering, “No one’s beating that.”