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He still didn’t get it—those lines don’t land anymore. Well for me, money matters more than any other talk, more than any other man, even more than any sweet talker who rehearsed smooth words to make a lady feel there is a possible heaven on earth, and she was right in it.” I knitted my brows, unconcerned with whatever way he chose to feel about the last remark. “For me, money talks louder than any sweet talk. Mattered more than any man. Even more than rehearsed poetry from a sweet talker promising a lady heaven on earth to get her deceived.” I knitted my brows, not caring how the jab landed.

“We’re going to be okay. I promise. We’ll start over. No matter what it takes.” The sound of the machines, the distant voices in the hallway, my own heart pounding and refusing to calm started to get to me. And behind it all was nothing. Nothing but Zelda’s smile. Renee’s laughter, sharp and mean—like her curling up on her couch with popcorn to watch me fall apart. The money was heavy in my account. A hundred million dollars. Blood money. Freedom money. Whatever I wanted to call it. It didn’t matter. What mattered was that I had it, that I could walk away.

Money moved before people even realized it was gone. That was Nyxara’s first memory after death—how currency slipped between hands like smoke, indifferent, untethered to conscience or sleep. Money never waited. It didn’t need to. It belonged to whoever could seize it, shape it, and unleash it. Right now, it answered to her. Loyal as a wolf at her heel, and just as hungry.

she hissed. Camila chuckled lightly and earned a glare from Joan “Oh please, it’s too funny to let it pass without laughing,” she shook her head then stopped laughing and gave a serious look “It is an inviting offer but weird, what if you were some serial killer who kills rich handsome men for a living?” Joan looked at her in disbelief and shook her head at her assumptions. “What exactly are you reading that is giving you these ideas?” “It’s a crime documentary darling, and it gives you a sense of security somehow” she shrugged.

Watching her calm smile, the heaviness Vanessa left behind finally eased. "I didn't know," I said. "I was irritated earlier. If I offended anything, I'm sorry." She waved it off. "You couldn't have known. You're from those convenient cities." Then she glanced at me. "Do you still have worries too?" I froze and turned to her. Those eyes caught me dead on—and I couldn't find a single word. I wanted to tell her worries never stop. When you're young, you grind for money, a car, a place to live—then you still get betrayed by someone you gave years to.

She still loves getting paper letters even though we talk daily. I sit down and stretch out a bit. I lean my head against the wall, fold my hands in my lap and close my eyes. I didn't recognize anyone in the room and I never had felt the need to fill the air with pointless chatter. I let my mind relax but sadly the thoughts were invaded by nervous conversations being held. One person spoke of the three institutional infractions he had received in the past year but how he only had about two years left. Someone else was saying that this was his twenty third time up for parole. I try to block out their conversations but I am unable to do so being that they are so close in proximity.

she said bringing out her purse in her pack bag "Young lady you are too young to be betting and where did you the money from... Don't tell me Xain is still going around giving you money" I said with a dissatisfied face "Vee It is from the Swear Jar project at school even though most of it are from Xain" she tried explaining herself as she brought out money from her purse "Hold up didn't you just start that about two weeks ago? I asked surprised "Yeah I did" "Then how do you already have $50 so fast? I asked surprised "The total is more than that

Why is The Great Alaric giving a girl water at this hour of the night? [Franco]: Are you okay? You look like you need help. [Luke]: Breaking news, guys! Here's Log, giving his girl an intense, HD kiss. A masterpiece for a credit. [Xavier]: Bro, I need to see that! Take more pictures! [Luke]: Private chat only, guys. 500K per photo, 2M for a video call. [Xavier]: Dude, you're too much, I'm crying and broke! Then, a soft notification pinged on Nathan’s phone: Alipay: 2.5 million pesos.

I gulped and squinted my eyes before opening it. What? $5000? For just a day? I closed the book and almost cried. That was almost my whole life savings? Was I really going to spend all of that money for this? Fate had already decided for me. ********************************************************************* Few minutes later, I was walking down the exquisite hall with a bank account that was $5000 less than it was when I stepped into this money sucking building. I did not know whether to cry or laugh. I glanced, wondering where Mel was in any of sections in this building

She smiled sadly looking at him and said "money is everything for you right? Why are you so obsessed with money? _______________________________ Hey guys! What do you think about this chapter, let me know okay. Hope you are loving this book. Please support it. Vote, comment and follow. Love Zelda Blair