Novel & Cerita Male Blueberry Inflation Stories

I looked at my bestie, who now had her phone out and was typing furiously. Sonja began to protest. “Miss, your nails need more time to dry—” “The truth can’t wait! I’m dying to know!” Lisa exclaimed. Sonja grew quiet and egged Lisa on with a nod. She was invested now too. “Ok, hold up.” Lisa stopped scrolling. “I found an article about Mr. McLean buying up property to expand his business.” Lisa was quiet as she read. “Well?” I asked. “OMG! This is some serious tea!” She kept scrolling.

The news of the 200 billion dollar project hit the business world like a lightning strike. Within minutes of Melvis Blake hitting the send button, every major news outlet in the country stopped their regular programs to report the massive announcement. The name Blue Core Mine was suddenly on every television screen and every social media feed. It was a staggering amount of money that promised to change the jewelry industry forever. Yet, in the middle of this digital storm, some people were still living in the past.

So when someone says that can highlight the light skin, nine out of ten people are tempted. “Look at how pure the blue color is. It's dyed just like the sky. Now there's only a little left. If you want to buy it, I'll give it to you cheaper. One foot Twenty copper coins. Half a month ago, this cloth would cost at least twenty-five copper coins per foot. Selling twenty would already be a loss...”

It was from an old series that had been popular two years back. “I spotted this blind box while passing a shop. Weren’t you into this kind of thing?” Ben’s tone was offhand. I stared at the plushie. He remembered it wrong. Mikayla was the one with a thing for blind boxes. Two years ago, Mikayla bought an entire case of blind boxes, desperate to get the hidden edition. She dumped the plushies all over the floor once she was done. I was simply there to pick up after her. Ben took it that I loved the plushies.

Another who wanted to sue Blackberry because their phones didn't contain any actual berries. Jasmine, Garius and Heidi told funny stories involving Mister Moore, crazy meetings with crazy people, and then told of dozens of letters they'd dealt with from people claiming bizarre things, like a proclamation they received that Benjamin Moore was the new messiah, along with a completely updated bible about him from an obsessed housewife in Texas. Jasmine insisted it was on the Island somewhere.

It felt like a glitch in reality. "Blueberry was a complete unknown in the US," Marius continued, sensing he finally had her attention. "She returned to the country and was immediately given a massive push by Grayson Media. In less than a year, she’s become a household name. Don’t you find that suspicious?" Chloe didn't respond, her mind racing. "Xavier only acquired Grayson Media a year ago," Marius pressed on. "Right as Blueberry returned and joined the roster. I suspect the only reason Xavier even touched the entertainment industry was to pave a golden road for her."

AJ teased. “No,” George said, glaring at AJ. “You still need to reimburse me for my shirt. Not to mention the two bottles of shampoo I had to use to get rid of the stink.” AJ raised his eyebrow. “Two? Last week it was one bottle.” George shrugged. “Inflation costs are brutal. Dumpster diving isn’t cheap.” AJ chuckled. If not for his staff, he would have lost the will to run this business a long time ago. “Buy three as a token of my appreciation.”

Blue shook his head, “I’ve never seen mom’s belly this big. She was always malnourished and smoking. Red said so. That often leads to abnormalities after birth.” “Abnorwhalit-what?” Ash frowned. “Is that bad?” I sat there like a dumbass, feeling anger surge through my veins, “All of us are perfectly fine. In fact, some of us are more than fine. Blue, I’ve had a word with your teacher and he told me you scored perfect consistently on your math tests? You’re taking calculus now, right?”

Overnight, a controversy surfaced online. Max was at the center of it all. It was hard to ignore the headline. The CEO of BlueMarble Investments was caught cheating on his pregnant wife. There were two pictures in the article. In his automobile, Max and Andrea appeared to be too near for comfort. The other was of Andrea and Max outside her villa the following day, clinging to each other tightly.

Zara was single, twenty-two and clingy as saggy balls. A newbie took the boldness and spoke. He was shaping up to be a little less useful than the bag of leeches working in the company. Talking, he proved to be worse than the bag leeches. He suggested they talk about the inflation happening to currency as a result of NFT. Dante braced his hands on the back of the chair he stood behind, so he didn't accidentally punch him from across the table for spilling such nonsense. "Researcher?" Frankly, Dante did it because he didn't want David and her to have something uniquely theirs-a pet name, a connection. Dante made a mental joke about the name. Who calls an inexperienced being researcher?