Hilarious Disclaimers 소설 & 이야기

Provocatively, she said, "This necklace isn't worth much, Hilary. There's no need to get mad at me." I frowned slightly. I hadn't even bothered with getting mad. I had many necklaces like hers, but I didn't like any of them. "You shouldn't be so petty, Hilary," Arnold admonished me, assuming that I was unhappy about it. "Don't overthink it." I found all that ridiculous. Sighing, I said, "I'm not mad. Really. You're the ones who shouldn't overthink it." Arnold seemed surprised, judging by his gaze, and he remained suspicious. "That'd be great."

Note the sarcasm. “ Why are you asking ? Aren't you supposed to know why you are here ? Do you have amnesia ? ” clicking my tongue, I said, “ Uh, that's so bad.” The others stifled their laugh but Isabella was generous to laugh out loud. They all gave her confused stares as if they did not find it funny. “ She called you a bitch whereas she is the bitch and you indirectly told her, I mean is it not funny ?” She looked at everybody before facing down. “ Oh, I guess it is not funny. I should stop talking now.”

“I… I am sorry okay? We weren't thinking at all. We just entered anywhere. You know how these things happen.” Nathaniel gave a sarcastic-looking smile. “No, I don't.” “I am sorry okay?” Chloe was amused by their display of understanding. “Y-yes, we are sorry,” Lucille butted in, Chloe just had to roll her eyes. “Aren't you supposed to be working, Lucille?” “I…I…” Nathaniel cut her short. “If I decide to fire you right now, I won't be wrong you know?” Lucille gulped as everyone's eyes stayed on her. “I am sorry.”

But here we were. Liam wore his armor—tailored suit, clean shave, impassive face. But his eyes kept flicking toward me like he was making sure I hadn’t disappeared. I hadn’t. I was right here. “I want to begin by addressing the recent allegations,” he said into the mic. “They are false. They are a coordinated attack by disgruntled former employees and rival investors who hoped to cripple my company by using someone I care about.” Gasps rippled through the crowd.

"W-w-w-what?" I laughed nervously, "CrazyHater?" Suddenly, my throat felt dry and rough, "I'm not Cra-CrazyHater." I smiled sheepishly as I try to keep my composure. Oh no, Oh no, Oh no! NO!!!

he continued. “Thank you, Mr. Anderson. I was only doing my job,” I said, smiling at him. Mr. Anderson and his wife were nice people. They never treated me or my parents badly, despite the fact that my parents were their servants. During their numerous parties in the Anderson mansion, Mrs. Anderson always made sure I was included— “Mr. Anderson, you need to avoid any activities that will overstimulate your brain and take your medications on time. And if everything is okay, then I can discharge you within the week,” I said. “If there is nothing else, I will take my leave now.”

I'm so fucked. *****************************************

I smirk. ##########