How Much Debt Was Gi-hun In นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“I’m leaving. I’m done with all of this. I’ll use my last sweat, my last breath — whatever it takes. I’ll pay you back every single dollar. I swear it.” Dante stared at me. His jaw tightened so hard I could see the muscle jump. Blood dripped faster from his hand. “Fine,” he said quietly. Too quietly. “We will come for you after a year. We will find you no matter where you hide on the face of the earth.” I swallowed hard. My chest ached. “Whatever.” I looked at the stack of money. My fingers trembled as I reached for it. “How much is the debt?” Dante looked straight at me. His eyes were dark. “4.7 million dollars.”

“No, no, not at all! Mr. Hayes, you’ve misunderstood me! I’d never suggest something like that. If the Carters owe you money, you have my word that I won’t deny it! I just wonder how much the debt is?” It was only then Gordon looked slightly appeased and replied flatly, “Not much. Just 2.36 million dollars. Right, you guys repaid 1.5 million the day before yesterday, so it’s 860 thousand dollars now. The total is 1.01 million dollars in addition to the two days’ worth of interest. Mr. Carter, money doesn’t come easy nowadays. I’m in need of funds right now, and 1.01 million dollars isn’t a small sum to me. It’d be best that you settle it today, or I’ll be very upset.” Watching from the back,

He found earnestness in the girl's facial expression and he finally nodded when he saw Hyang's honest eyes. "good! Be yourself and don't be afraid to show us all of your real side, we are all good at fighting, if you want, Joon Woo is a professional fighter, you can learn from him, right Joon Woo? " she ask her best friend. "Well, I want to teach you if you give me a billion dollars" the man made a joke but with a serious expression and made Myung Sik open his mouth widely in shock. Where can he get that kind of money.

"Same! How are your parents?" "Oh– uh, they're fine! Everything's fine." "I'm so happy. You look amazing. Cmon, let's rush to class before we get late." "Okay but wait. Here," Hosun took out a bundle of cash from his pocket that had Bam's eyes widening, "The money I owe you. I calculated all I've been borrowing from you for the last two years, including half of this year and it amounted to three hundred dollars. Plus a hundred more as interest and for your patience and kindness towards me, Bambi. This is four hundred dollars."

The thought sat badly in my chest. Because Gianna kept calling them friends and sisters. Maybe they were but friendship wasn't always healthy. Sometimes people dragged each other down. Sometimes loyalty became self-destruction. And Gianna was already fragile enough. She didn't need women drowning in twenty-five million dollars of debt hanging from her shoulders too. She had enough weight to carry already. Beside me, Vincenzo flicked ash onto the sidewalk. Then he walked up the cracked front steps and pressed the doorbell.

Additionally, Justin's girlfriend, fearing potential discrimination from the Lawsons if they had a daughter, decided to end their relationship. Now, Justin found himself without a good job and a supportive girlfriend, leaving him in a miserable state of mind. Justin's friends, in an attempt to console him, took him out for drinks, leading to a night of poker. Initially, it was a small loss, but Justin felt the need to win. With no job and ample free time, he immersed himself in gambling the entire day. In just two days, Justin managed to accumulate a debt of over a million. Astonished, he realized that his personal savings, which were only a few thousand, had been lost. The rest was borrowed

Wilson finally realized something was wrong and stumbled back in panic. Trent turned around. The lazy spark that usually lingered in his eyes was gone, replaced by an icy focus. He went straight to the point. "Wilson Brown. Backstage crew. Two-thousand four-hundred dollars a month. Thirty thousand dollars in gambling debt. Your son is studying overseas, and his tuition and living expenses run at least fifty thousand dollars a year." Wilson's face went paper white. He shook all over. Trent ignored Wilson's terror and pulled out an unmarked bank card from his pocket, flicking it onto the coffee table.

I shook Evangeline's hand off. The diamond bracelet on her wrist dazzled so brightly that it made my eyes hurt. "Julian is my legally-wedded husband. No matter what he left behind, I'll inherit it." Outside, Leo kicked the door open. When he saw the bare, empty room, he frowned. Leaning against the doorframe, he waved the IOU in his hand, reminding me that the gambling debt was not a small sum. Yet I declared firmly, "I'll take responsibility for this five-million-dollar debt."

Jean responded. I agreed. I had done what my mother wanted by acquiring the shares. I'd fulfilled her wish. There was no reason to hold onto them anymore. Besides, I was still making money off of them. With this 8,000,000 dollars, my savings, and the bonuses the company made in a year, maybe I could pay back Soren the 10,000,000 dollars first. Ha, maybe that 40,000,000-dollar debt wasn't as impossible to clear as I'd thought!

At least it was something. "Five million? Damn, we're rich. You've been at it too much this time," Gihyun scolded playfully, opening the bank app on his cracked phone. Fiddling with a few buttons and passcodes, Gihyun's eyes practically fell out of his head, choking on his saliva.