Novel & Cerita Money Heist In Spanish

Para siyang binuhusan ng malamig na tubig nang ma-realized niya ang nangyayari. ‘Isn't he the one who bid for 300 million dollars last night? He's Harol Lopez who win the Casa Valiente!’ Alam ng lahat sa auction site na ang um-attend ay isang representative lamang na siyang nakabili ng Casa Valiente. Kinabahan siya ng ipinasa ng lalaking ito ang bank card kay Esteban. Kahit naguguluhan ay nahuhulaan niyang si Esteban ang misteryosong bumili ng Casa Valiente. The enigmatic heir whom everyone in Laguna Highlands is curious.

tanong ni kuya kay Henry. “A punk who run a big syndicate in Spain. And I think they knew by now why there were armed forces in the port,” sagot ni Henry sabay tingin sa akin. “Iyong binentang mga tao kay Dominus, anong plano niya doon?” tanong ko. At mukhang naintidihan iyon ni Henry dahil bumaling siya sa akin. "También venderá aquí a empresarios ricos a un precio mayor". Mano-nosebleed ako dito kay Henry. Humarap ako kay kuya Lando.

"I really don't need anything from you, Mister Yamamoto. I just want you to answer my questions. Yes and no, and after that, you will be sent back to BuCor." "What do you want?!" "Did you steal my money?" "Money?! I don't know what your talking about!" "Just answer my question. Yes or no. Did you steal my money?" "IñigonAlcantara, I don't know what you are saying! I didn't steal anything from you! Money? The Five million dollars?"

“Nagkita na tayo noon. Naalala mo ‘ko?” Tumango ang mestizo na lalaki at inabot uli ang nahulog na gamit ni Kalina. Ang wallet niya. Kinapa niya ang bulsa at sinilip ang loob ng bag. Wala. Nagpapasalamat niyang kinuha ang wallet. “Mag-ingat ka sa susunowd. Aquí hay muchos carteristas,” advice nito, nagbigay babala tungkol sa mga mandurukot gamit ang salitang Espanyol.

Tahimik ang lahat. Humugot ako ng pera sa bulsa ko. Ini-abot ko iyon kay Leo. Hindi pa rin ako nagsasalita. Tinanggap niya ang pera. Siya na ang lumapit sa drayber. “Dalawa pong Colmenares.” “Saan?” tanong pa ng driver na parang bingi ata. “Colmenares Town po,” sagot ulit ni Leo na mas malakas na ang boses ngayon.

Napakunot ang noo niya. “Goodevening Ms. Quiava. This is Manuel Medichellí. I have forwarded a sum of money in your bank account. I hope it’s enough for you to buy your personal things. Just to inform you Miss Quiava, you will be staying in Italy for a long time and I am very pleased to know that you’ve been cooperating to all of this. See you soon.” And he ended the call.

Na may inis ay nilisan niya ang silid na iyon pagkatapos kunin ang dokumento na ipinag-utos ng kanyang ginoo. Sa pulong na ito tinatalakay nila ang tungkol sa progreso na kasalukuyang naglalakad sa Spanyo. Pinirmahan ni Hevan ang kooperasyon kasama ang isa sa mga mafia na mayroong negosyo ng alak na pinakamalaki sa mundo.

“What! How come? What did those stupid people do?” “Didn’t you hear the news? They kidnapped Marco San Sebastian’s son and planned to ask for a ransom amounting to fifty million pesos. But before they knew it, Marco came with his bodyguards and friends who are experts in Martial Arts. They were also escorted with a lot of police officers. My people were arrested, and Chelsea was shot when she tried to shoot Marco’s son.”

“Bumalik ka na sa opisina mo.” “Whatever!” Nag-flip hair pa ang babae. “Totoo ba iyon?” “Yes. He need to settle papers in Spain. May mga property doon si Abuelo na ipinamana sa—” “Ipinamana?” Nanlalamig ang kamay ni Mihrimah. “Hindi niya ba nabanggit sa ‘yo? Nakuha niya na ang mana niya kahapon.”

I'll make sure Cynth will have justice. Ang hindi ko maintindihan, sa lawak ng pilipinas sa slum area pa kami magkikita. He managed to run away with my money and he will just settle at the slum area that he could think of. With the love of his life in a slum. Stupid. Peace of a shit. I stared at the city lights. A great view from my office sipping one of our latest releases of whisky. “Micaelum Hernandez and Angel Artego are both alive.” Breaking the silence between Maev and I.