Gig Of The Day Chapter 19 Novels & Stories

Chapter 49 deals with grief, loss, and one final rescue attempt END OF CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT

Zayn handed Gigi a black scarf. Gigi gave him a confused look to which he explained " wrap this around your neck to hide your mark so that no one can identity your true identity" Gigi smiled at him and wrapped it around her neck. turning around she took a deep breath. "operation Jisso starts now!" Gigi said to herself before trying to bring an earth quake. After multiple attempts she failed. Damn these useless powers! What to do what to do! Gigi turned and saw Zayn. her eyes immediately sparkled as she mumbled BINGO.

Terrick mind link his healers calling them to come before his mate loss a lot of blood. HMMM THIS PARTICULAR CHAPTER IS NOT FOR ME, MY EYES WERE CLOSE WGEN I WROTE IT. Drop your W******p number with your country code so I add you to the W******p group.

Kayden—my deputy CEO and the only person I trusted not to make a complete ass of himself while running my company—had practically dragged me here after we'd closed a multi-billion-dollar deal with one of China's biggest tech firms. According to him, deals like that deserved a celebration. Personally? I would've celebrated by going home and getting eight hours of uninterrupted sleep. Apparently that made me boring as fuck. So...Here I was. On nights like this, Gigi usually kept me company. Sometimes she'd dance for me. Sometimes we'd make out. Nothing serious. Neither of us was stupid enough to mistake convenience for feelings. But tonight she'd sent someone else. Someone I'd never seen befor

That was awkward… Gigi only had $9,000,000 in total, and that was after she secretly pulled the company money over, thinking to leave it in the casino and collect some interest. Now that she had lent $6,000,000, she only had $3,000,000, which was not enough to ask for a look at the cards. It was then she realized that the guy across from her was no beggar. Compared to Javier, Gigi was the actual beggar instead. Which beggar in this world could throw in $16,500,000 for gambling!?

( T_T)＼(^-^ ) A/N// ONE CHAPTER TODAY...GAYDAR IS TIRED MAN! BUT STILL, A FEW REVIEWS WOULD BE REALLY NICE

I stumbled over my own words, speaking out just loud enough to be heard on the other side of the room. The door creaked open, and I readied myself for the sight of Alve, Stoic, or any one of the others who promised to come and talk some sense into me. However, I was taken aback when instead Gigantor came through. The room is big enough for me given we’re still here in the City of Giants. He strode in confidently with a strong air around him that left no room for doubt he meant business. His steadfast gaze met mine as he slowly walked further into the room.

When I accepted the call, her gentle voice flowed over the line, "Sweetheart, I'm very mad that you refused to listen to me. I know you're feeling quite anxious right now. She paused, then said, "How about this? Send me a written pledge with 999 lines saying that you'll always listen to me. If you do that, I'll help you." Despite the despair that welled in me, I had no choice but to grit my teeth and start writing. Sweat beaded my forehead from the severe cramping, and my head pounded like a drum. My stomach was roiling like a stormy sea, and even the light from my phone screen made me want to vomit.

The Anatomy of the Generational-Audit This was the "High-Concept-Core." The $1,000,000 debt from Chapter 1 had been the "Tension" that created the "Diamond." In the "Void," that tension was the "Proof of Purchase." The "Un-Born" were using their "Pure-Neural-Lattice" to "Infiltrate" the "Memory" of the "Billionaire’s-30-Day-Debt."

"Since now." He flashed his cell phone screen before the naked redhead. The smirk on her face turned to that of annoyance. He had opened on the screen of his cell phone, the payment window of the eGigolo app. It indicated he had received a payment of zero for his services yesterday. "Are you kidding me?" He smiled coolly. "Like you, I don't have so much free time on my hands. I have another rich widow to handle next." "Wait. I'll transfer the money to you now. There must be a misunderstanding. I am sure I've paid Madam McLean.."