Gto Quotes Novels & Stories

“I am so sorry for this.. Mrs smith...please wait right here" Mrs Smith forced a smile and nodded. "I appreciate your understanding". Angela said softly and walked out of the room angrily,Kerry hesitated but followed her. Just then a convoy of 4 Ferrari 250 GTO drove towards them. "Holy shit! these babies are real,so sick!" Jace exclaimed. He was quick to recognize the car and it's worth. "Who could that be?"

The first question the host asked me was, "Mr Mark Torres, would you like to give us a snippet of your future plans and goals of GT group?" "My goal for Gt group is greater heights. I plan to lead GT group to an even greater height than it is now and the shareholders would benefit more from our group," I answered succinctly. The host nodded. "Are there any specific plans you've got laid out?" I shook my head, "Of course. Nothing can be achieved without a plan." There murmurs from the audience. The host also nodded, "You're right." Then he asked with a smile, "Do you mind sharing some of these plans?"

I blinked and looked again, this time more intently. “Increase the volume, Delia.” A flicker of nerves and surprise stirred in me. “…as Mr. Sayge Harold Williams, the billionaire CEO of Grymtel Wheels and Tech, takes the world by another surprise with his latest invention: a 2025 GWT-25 that runs solely on gas, with incredible speed and a reinforced frame designed to protect its occupants. Billionaire…” “He owns GWT?” I muttered, stunned.

Massive billboards towered over the streets. And unfortunately for me… My face was on at least three of them. I let out a tired groan and leaned my head back against the leather seat. “I swear if this is another public appearance where people scream my name like I’m some celebrity, I’m turning this car around.” That finally earned a laugh from Greta. “You say that every single time.” “Because I mean it every single time,” I grumbled. Greta shook her head in amusement before finally locking her tablet and facing me properly.

I removed a cigarette from the packet, placing it between my lips before lighting it—just in time as my phone buzzed with Jaden’s message. “Mustang GT500. Approximately $127,895 but we could get a lower price for $80,795. Let me know what you think and I will source the replacement immediately,” “The most expensive one. He doesn’t use cheap cars,” I texted back, shoving my phone back into my pocket before my mind drifted back to what had happened last night. I had woken up inside my car. Apparently, Zita had locked me out because she was mad. While her anger was valid, it made no sense to me. This was my house! How could she abandon me in the car?

He said, “Uncle Sebastian has never been late for a meeting or any occasion unless something sudden happened. He always comes in time whenever it involves work for the family.” As they were walking down, Kyle who was in front of the group saw two cars parked alongside Grey’s new car, the Chevrolet Camaro that was from the year 1968. The two cars were Rolls Royce Phantom and about three guards around the place. “Look there are cars at the entrance-” “Let’s hurry up,” Grey said as he quickly went down the hill. “Oh fuck.” Kyle who was the person in front accidentally tripped on a large root that was sticking on the ground. He wasn’t bruised or anything, he was just feeling the pain on his knee

My eyes sparkled upon seeing it, under the morning sunlight, sat a shiny red 599 GTO. And holy shit... my knees actually went weak. What the hell was my dream car doing in my reality? "Oh my..." I gasped, my hand flying up to cover my mouth as I froze on my spot. "I still remember how you used to stare at this model in a magazine back then. You even folded the corner of the page," he chuckled, glancing back at me over his shoulder. "Want to ditch work and test your driving skills?" Tempting. I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly dry, and slowly made my way down to it, like getting too close might make it disappear.

He says trying to throw my words back at me. "That doesn't count," I retort and cross my arms over my chest. "No more talking the rest of the ride." "Good thing we're here then," Gage smirks and pulls the car to the front of a tall building before getting out. I undo my buckle and before I can even touch the handle my door opens and Gage helps me out. "Welcome to GC's."

"What are you talking about? We closed all those loopholes." Sophia maintains her unwavering gaze, a triumphant smile playing on her lips. "Did we?" she asked, her voice dripping with confidence. Noticing the shift in Alexander's demeanor, Sophia feels a surge of satisfaction. She turns to leave, but she swiftly moves back towards him. Close enough that he can catch a whiff of the light, alluring fragrance of her Chanel Les Exclusifs Gardenia. Sophia leans in, her eyes captivating as she whispers seductively, "You know, Mr. Stone, I love The Godfather too. But my favorite quote is spoken by Calo. Do you know which one that is? No?"

I said greeting the security guard of our building. “Look at you, is that why you rejected me? Because I don’t have a fancy spots car?” he asked me with air quotes. “You don’t need to put air quotes on the fancy spots car. You don’t have it,” I said and then smiled. “I am not interested in you because you talk too much. You have a big mouth and say the first thing that comes to mind without thinking. Your big mouth will be your downfall,” I said and then shook my head.