Novel & Cerita Gold Digger

I said, gesturing for him to sit. I was ready to get down to business, Jett had already wired this guy a damn $20,000 down payment and I was hardly running a charity. He produced a small item that looked like … a pack of gum? Duncan took it and went to his computer. “This guy Digger is a sick fuck. He’s wanted in several human cities for kidnapping and more if they can ever get ahold of him and prove anything. He’s been in a lot of bar fights too, he’s got several warrants for fighting and even beating a guy almost to death. He’s been arrested a dozen times but somehow he always escapes. Always a friendly shifter somewhere in the station is most likely. Or he bribed someone,” he said, and I

Doris snarled, her voice laced with menace. "Oh really, now?" Claire huffed a little laugh, hardly affected. "I know very well people of your kind, little girl. I can smell a gold-digger even from a distance," Doris snickered, scrolling Claire up and down. "A gold-digger?" Claire huffed, surprised to hear the name. "Wow, I wonder when I became that." It was very amusing. "Do you think you've won a lottery or something by getting involved with him?" Doris lashed, angered by Claire's feigned indifference. Her eyes flamed. “No, darling. He'll just use you and then trash you like a used tissue."

He scoffed. The Manager looked confused. Pressing a hand to one of his eyes, he staggered up from the floor. “What do you know? I was only teaching her a lesson for swindling money from me.” “Really?” Finally, Clyde glanced her way, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “I never knew she knew a lot of people.” “Ha! Her father is the greediest man in Metro City. You must be one of our rich customers, so I won't hold a grudge, Mister. But I must warn you about this filthy girl… she's a gold-digger, and…”

"But in the end you chose Dylan Cameron because he has more money than I do. You chose him because you're a bloody gold digger. You're selfish and greedy for money. You're a dirty gold digger. A fucking gold digging bitch." "I know I can be a gold digger sometimes and I'm obsessed with living a flashy life, but I was willing to change for you. I was ready to start working hard and build a future with you." Gwen was already crying. Her voice was full of emotions of pain and sorrow. "Sure. That explains how easily you dumped me and chose him over me."

She heard someone say and she raised her head to see a group of people from another department. “You bet,” another woman added. “I won't marry her, she was a stripper at a club, what is Mr. Aldine thinking?” A man said with disgust written all over his face. “News flash peasants, she would probably not marry you, you are not at her level,” Belle said from the other side of where they were standing, she moved closer to them. “Gold Digger my ass, that man is more than diamond, maybe, a mix of Cora sun drop diamond and Tanzanite, that man is a rare to find like a blue spinel,” Katie said in a duh tone.

Baker, who hurriedly went away. "If you are so confident, why are you worried about this insignificant history?" I politely asked her "How dare you? You know what? Name your price." my eyes widened in surprise. "Don't you dare give me that look, we both know that you are a gold digger." I stared at her in confusion, wondering what I had done wrong to deserve the name-calling. "I only dug gold, ma'am, and am proud of that," I replied her with a stern face. "Hey Charm, Mom, can I borrow Charm for a second?" I heard Oliver's voice from behind.

Don't bother me again. Tessa looked defiant as she took out a wrapped gift. It was an accessory from a luxury brand that was favored by men in the upper class. When I was young, I had once imagined that I would be able to own such jewelry in the future if I worked hard. In the past two days, two women had presented me with them. Tessa held the gift box and said seriously, "Ethan, let's get married. I'll spend the rest of my life making it up to you. Give me another chance."

The look on your face is seriously making me hard, you know?” “What the…” I smacked his hand away and pushed him back, only for him to lower the car seat in a swift movement I barely saw. Before I could react, he pinned me down on the passenger seat. With a single hand, he held both of mine while straddling me. “Hey! What do you think you’re doing!?” I protested. Struggling and squirming to free myself from his tight grasp. "Hold still" he ordered. I shouldn’t have followed him. My instincts were right. Percy Claude thought his final year of college would be simple, graduate, stay loyal to his girlfriend, and keep his quiet life intact. But when a dangerous and mysterious man who

old man Sander said, as he waved me off dismissively. “Why are you mad that you give you a price? Isn't that what you wanted? And that envelope is it for her?” He asked, and Jared confirmed it. “Yes, but she seems too greedy, I mean how dare her name a price, she's a gold digger, uncle.” Gold digger? Has the boy lost his mind? “She doesn't have to dig for any gold, but I will give her all that,” Lyon rasped, squeezing my hand gently, and I felt butterflies filling my stomach.

Chapter 76: The Cracks in the High-Rise The velvet box sat open on the glass coffee table. Its contents caught the light of the Manhattan penthouse. Inside was a 1932-cut diamond. It was unpolished, jagged and held a multi-billion-dollar secret. Elena stood a foot away. Her arms were crossed tightly as she stared at the diamond. For months Julian's family had looked down on her. They treated her like a distraction in his life. The Vane dynasty valued perfection. Arranged corporate mergers. They wanted a woman who could be molded into a piece of background decoration. They had no idea that this rough diamond was the Julian needed to tear down his fathers facade.