Funny Quote Money Novels & Stories

“The accountants are on me for it. There's money missing from the account.” “Well, it's a slush fund, right? Money's always moving around in those.” Toby sipped on his coffee. “Besides, they're billionaires. I doubt it's anything. It's not like they're going to miss a few dollars out of their Scrooge McDuck swimming pool vaults.”

Oh, damn this arrogant beast! "Money can buy a lot of things, but not everything," I replied sourly. "You're right, wife. My money can buy you luxuries, but unfortunately, not happiness," he sarcastically retorted. Yes, indeed, he was completely right. This man right in front of me clearly thought of me as nothing but bad things. He surely had the impression that I was a shallow person who easily gets dazzled by money and wealth.

he commented with a dramatic sigh, making me laugh. He put me back in the shopping cart. I sat on top of the money, and we left while we sang like two idiots. We went to four more ATMs to get the money we wanted, which was a sum of one hundred thousand dollars in printed notes. It's true that the Mortons lived in an expensive mansion and drove export cars that cost millions of dollars, but I had never sat on so much cash at once. “There's something Bruce never did,” I commented with a laugh, sitting with my feet propped up there on the shopping cart full of money.

he insisted, a hint of seriousness in his voice. I glanced at him from the passenger seat. I’m starting to think whether he’s really serious or not. “So, do I like pay you still? Like millions everyday since you're a fucking trillionaire?” I joked, a hint of sarcasm in my voice. The dimples on his cheeks deepened. “I thought you’re a billionaire? You should pay me billions,” he replied, wiggling his brows. I gasped amusingly. “Billions? What, your bullets are made of gold or something?” I asked in disbelief.

It was a relief to let loose and enjoy the company of friends who understood the pressures and absurdities of our respective professions. Katie leaned forward, her eyes twinkling mischievously. "But Henry, speaking of money, how's the market treating you these days?" I sighed dramatically, placing a hand on my heart. "Oh, Katie, my dear, the market is a fickle lover. One moment it's showering you with gifts, and the next it's ghosting you." Laughter erupted again, this time mingling with sympathetic nods. We all knew the struggle of navigating the unpredictable world of finance.

They always believe their money can fix everything. For instance, look at this man. He thinks his money can make me happy. So, when he smiles at me, he says quickly, "You know what? I am hungry too. We can just grab some food at the next restaurant down the road. I hope you like chicken as much as I do."

Sonnet blurted out. Johnson laughed and winked at Sonnet. “What, do you feel sorry for my money?” Sonnet rolled her eyes. “That’s your money. Why should I feel sorry for it? I’m just used to living frugally and can’t stand seeing you wasting money.”

"By the way. Did something happen to you?. Because I have never seen you as a club girl so what the hell happened?" I rolled my eyes while emphasizing the question that he had just asked. How can a human ask if something happened to you, and even though you haven't given him a reply….. he concluded with the fact that something happened? "I just wanted to cool my head off". I replied sincerely. "You try to cool your head off while being broke?". He asked and it sounded more like a fact, instead of sounding like a question. "Hahaha. I ran out of cash. That's all". I said while laughing.

I turned around to dash out but then I heard a voice speak to me in a mocking tone "What happened? You came to beg for money. Why are you running off now? Too ashamed to ask for it? Don't worry, I don't mind giving it to you. Get an abortion. Don't push this headache on me" What? Money? What will I do with his filthy money? Will his money stop the mouth which are going to chatter around claiming me to be some sort of man whore? Will those disgusting notes turn my life back to a normal one? 0.98% Will those nasty cash give me the treatment I deserve as a human? It was so funny that all this Alphas think that throwing money could solve everything. I couldn't take it anymore. I let the tears fa

And I treat Jeremy a lot of times in expensive restaurants and he always does the same to me, too. Give and take, as people say. He let out a chuckle. "You have a lot of money in your bank account." Our conversation went on and on even until we finished our food. Nothing. Just lame old jokes that never fail to crack us up and tell gossip about our co-workers who deserve to be gossiped about. Duh.