Goldfinger の小説・ストーリー

blue is really his colour. “I've shared the file with you. Look through it and find your partner.” I watch as he turns to the white board, raises his hand and starts writing something down. The fabric at his wrist slips away, revealing the small gold watch he wears there and more expanse of delicious skin. I really have to get myself together. I open my phone, d******d the file and skim through. Jackson, there it is. Paired with a McShaw. Who's McShaw?

Maisie Vanderbilt, a woman who has disappeared for three years. ‘Over the past three years, Mr. Goldmann’s condition has been fluctuating, even walking for a longer period will cause him to cough up blood, so he has to turn to a wheelchair for assistance. Mr. Goldmann Sr. and I have been taking care of Blackgold for the past three years. And although Kennedy is still there, taking care of Soul Jewelry, it still came back under Blackgold as a subunit.

’ A hyena-ish laughter cracked the air. I lifted my gaze from my phone screen and smiled at the crazy bitch sitting across the table from me. ‘Of course.’ My voice said. ‘Your father owned a third of the diamonds circulating the world.’ ‘That’s right!’ Goldie Sparks covered her mouth and laughed harder. ‘Ralph Virtus is nothing compared to daddy.’ Fuck Ralph Virtus and the Diamond king. Most importantly, fuck you, Goldie Sparks. Why the fuck did you ask those two new models to ‘cancel’ Rose?

Fancy being called here in order to get dragged into a revenge spree. "The enemy of my enemy is my friend." He says with a steely gaze. "Cheap quotes don't do anything for me, Igor. Why should I join forces with you? What's in it for me?" He looks at me piercingly before sitting down and picking up his glass and emptying the contents. "Mr. Ash, you have businesses scattered all over Los Angeles, you're into the drug business just like myself, but where you really make your money is from your mines. Every other week, you hit diamonds and precious stones. You're a billionaire, and frankly speaking, you don't need anybody, but. . ." He stands once again and goes to the window where he peers out

It came out in the spurr of the moment. "Hah...the man is only using you to please him in the bed,my dear daughter because he is fucking up my business by giving the Spanish a very confidential information of my most beneficial shipment and guess what....I just lost 300 hundred million dollars because that bastard husband of yours told Diago about the shipment that had pure gold bricks from the treasure of an ancient king.We managed to get it from the Asian mafias on a very cheap rate in the exchange of our finest coccaine."He hissed as his patient worn thin with the pressure he put in his words. I gulped my saliva imagining my father's mental state after loosing a fortune.Alessandro certain

I didn't want to question her or make her relieve her bad past but her words sounded unbelievable. "I never knew you went through a lot sis, I'm truly sorry. As for Stacey, I recently met her at the hotel I'm in, and I kind of felt like she wasn't lying." I said softly. "That's what golddiggers do, they trick and lie. That lady is a professional gold digger who can easily manipulate you, so avoid her at all cost and stay away from her." she said. "Okay, thank you for making things clear to me. I will talk to you later, I love you." I whispered.

Goldwyn stood up, his robe fell open and his ugly paunch and unspeakable parts were on exhibition , Mahira looked away in disgust, cursing Tazz and Sonia, this time Tazz had really gone way overboard. Goldwyn held the doll while he walked towards her, ignoring Harry, he came and stood by Mahira, then again squeezed a breast of the doll, Mahira felt a surge of anger rush through her veins and she kicked Goldwyn hard, he almost flew away and fell hard on ground, wailing in pain, Mahira smirked as he stared at her in anger “You venomous bitch, see what I do to you,” he stood up with the help of his guards and rushed towards Mahira, he raised his hand up in air to slap her

"It is part of a prestige collection, it's made of solid 18-carat white gold embellished with 468 brilliant-cut diamonds." "Spendthrift," Vincent murmured as he poured a whiskey on his glass. Kingston rolled his eyes. "I'm just not as cheapskate as you are." Instead of answering, Vincent just played with his whiskey by moving the glass on his hand and watched it move in a circular motion. As he did that he uncontrollably let out a heavy sigh. "You got a problem?" Kingston asked. "Just about Fernando's useless daughter." Kingston handed over a cigarette to Vincent. "What about that hot chick?"

Leonardo retorts, “ There’s no point to all of this. You’re here to be our maid and maybe even give us a haircut, which was your original purpose here, by the way. ” Something crinkles from the corner of the room, like the sound of foil being folded or crumpled up. All eyes turn to Goldie, who is currently digging into a bag of chips. “Jesus, kid. Couldn’t you be quieter? We’re talking here.” Goldie looks at Leonardo for a moment, and then returned his attention to his snack. With a couple of chips in his mouth, he slowly speaks up. “Let’s go to…Capiz.” “Huh…?” Leonardo shoots a scowl at the young man who is innocently eating junk food.

What many people didn’t know was that Harold was also The Silent Syndicate’s leader, a mafia syndicate that was a rival of The Gold Cleaner, Jacob’s mafia syndicate. The Gold Cleaner started building the transportation networks to smuggle some goods. At first, they used Gabriel Da Costa’s networks (Da Costa Transport). But then, as it was more efficient in the long run to build their own transportation networks, slowly they reduced to working with Da Costa Transport. That’s why they became a rival in transportation.