Great Expectations Novels & Stories

Wednesday. It was finally time to submit my book report on Great Expectations. As I handed in my five-paged report to Ms. Borja, I breathed a sigh of relief. I went through a lot to finish my report, struggling with a roller coaster of emotions and several all too familiar parallelisms along the way, but I overcame everything and came up with a report that I was proud of. Though it was somehow bittersweet that it was over, I knew that I would always remember the life and love lessons from Great Expectations.

Caleb roared suddenly, slamming his hand against the leather armrest. The violence of his reaction caught me completely off guard. I froze, staring at him as he ran both hands through his hair, dragging them down his face in sheer agony. "I was twenty-four, Scarlett," Caleb said, his voice dropping to a harsh, desperate whisper. "My father’s business didn't just fail—he left behind millions in debt to dangerous, powerful people who didn't care about legal boundaries. When he died, those debts fell directly onto my shoulders." My breath caught in my throat. My heart stuttered a beat. *His father’s debts?*

Mother replied with visible curiosity. The Goldman family was one of the families we were yet to have any business dealing with. As the richest family in New York, they wielded a lot of power and influence, and hearing that they reached out to us was good news. “She’s inviting us to her granddaughter’s homecoming party. Apparently, she recently got reunited with a granddaughter she never knew she had so she’s throwing a party for her sake,” Father explained with a bit of enthusiasm.

Because things that money could solve did not need to be talked about anymore. Emma's heart suddenly shrank, and coldness spread from her fingertips to her entire body. "I don't need your money, and I can't leave his side either." Emma suppressed the sadness and anger in her heart and calmly replied. "I didn't expect that you would be so ambitious at such a young age. Fifty million is a money that you will never be able to earn in your lifetime. It seems like you still think it's too little. That's right, our Grafton Family is indeed very rich. But the most valuable one is still my grandson. I heard that you got divorced last time. You didn't take a single cent. It seems like. . . I underest

Her eyes darted rapidly, absorbing the knowledge being shared. Griffith found her fascination amusing and teased, "I've given you the roadmap to wealth. When do you plan on getting rich?" Charlotte rolled her eyes. "Forget it. Where am I supposed to find pocket money of five or six million?" This capitalistic society seemed designed for the rich to get richer. "Later, after you had money and returned to Mainland, did you kick your dad out?" she asked, studying him closely. "He was still wealthier than me," Griffith said, his face remaining expressionless. "Apart from Grandma's support, my biggest advantage in securing victory was my grandpa."