Novel & Cerita Money Heist

"You knew the truth, and you still chose to let everyone believe I was stealing." His face collapsed. "At the time, I..." "You were very clear-headed at the time. You knew the Raven Club was not company property. You knew the floor belonged to the Moretti Trust. You knew Landon Capital came through my family office. You knew the expenses never touched corporate accounts." With every sentence, his head sank lower. "But you signed the notice, docked the money, took my card, and handed my clients to an intern because you thought I would stay quiet."

He grabbed my face in his hands, his grip possessive. ​"We aren't going for her, Princess. We’re going because the vault key is embedded in her jewelry—the gold necklace she never takes off. Without it, we can't unlock the final stage of the transfer. We have the fifty million, but the other five hundred greedy neck." ​I looked at him, the reality of the game sinking in. This wasn't just a rescue mission. It was a heist. ​"Then let's go get our money," I said, my voice hardening into something formidable.

He was confused on how they found out already. Max didn't see that coming. He did everything so perfectly that no one will find out so soon. His heart began to race, seeing that he had put himself in a very big mess. He has crafted everything that no one will know, but it has been detected in just hours. “Five million dollars? That's a very huge amount of money. How could this happen?” He asked. "Who stole the money?" He was asking as if he didn't know anything about it. So that no one will even suspect him.

"They assaulted the women hostages, practically ripped their clothes to shreds. I just wanted to return the favor." I looked over her head and I saw several female officers placing towels over the female hostages whose clothes were torn. So this wasn't just a regular heist. The thieves were also sex offenders. "So, do you know who the mastermind of this money heist is?" I asked her. "They have a boss named Magnus," she replied. Marcus gasped behind us while I kept a straight face.

Billboards were not cheap and to prolong this for at least two months could cost millions. "Mi-Miss K-Kingston", he stutters. "How much Joseph", I narrow my eyes glaring at my fries in front of me. "Three million dollars". I close my eyes in pure agitation and run my hand through my hair as I let out a deep breath. I could tell the others at the table were curious. They were practically leaning in to hear the conversation from the other side of the line. I couldn't let them find out my identity, so I switched to French knowing that Joseph could understand.

Valentino was wide-eyed in shock that even himself, who had just suffered a loss of one hundred billion, was a bit dazed especially since these two didn't seem as rich as him but could spend a huge amount of money for their freedom. "Where did they get that kind of money?" Valentino couldn't believe it because even though the two men also had quite successful businesses, that amount of money was not small for them. "Valen, Bara owned the illicit business before and we also don't know where he kept the money. It could be that he keeps his money abroad in someone else's name or I don't know what is clear that he is indeed quite rich, you could say that his wealth is almost half of his current

I know he’s been communicating with Jay, but I’ve never heard him ask about me. For some reason, I’ve been banned from Aunt Ophelia's house until he returns so I’ve spent the past few days snooping around the penthouse. So far, I’ve noted all the CCTV camera positions and every possible black spot. I need to get nine hundred thousand dollars to the Gunam brothers in the next two days, and today is the day I steal that money. Last night, I finally had a stroke of luck when I discovered a safe hidden behind the bookshelves in Bhyron’s study. There must be some money in there, or jewellery that’s worth nine hundred thousand dollars, right? I hope so.

Diego "Have you found out where the fuck my money went?" I growl, fixing a menacing glare at the small, tan man before me. My money has been missing for a month now. Five million dollars is nothing to me, but if you allow something like that go unanswered, it sends the wrong message to our enemies. As the head of the family, I can't allow that to happen. Brian adjusts his glasses nervously. "N-No, Mr. Reyes, not yet. He made sure it was untraceable," he stammers.

"My help? What kind of help Mehek?" "Money, I need a lot of help, please can you help me, please." "What is going on Mehek and why do you need money?" "I can't explain to you. I am in big mess and only you can help me. I will come back some other time to explain everything, I promise." "Okay, how much do you need?" "Can you give me twenty five million cores, I will repay you back, please." The old treasure thought for a while. "Wait for me." He said and left Mehek and returned soon with a bag which he gave to her. "That's the money I have been saving, King Padas pays me extra of my income so-"

“But I didn't feel checking in was necessary because I'm still in the process and—” “And that's why I called.” Hector sounded curt. “How far are you?” “Well, I've hacked the cameras…” “And how long did that take? Twenty minutes? An hour? Sure. You've been in there for almost a week. How far are you with the money?” Hunter pinched the space between his eyes and sighed, aware how useless he was going to sound. “I didn't get the money yet.” “Well, that's obvious. But how far are you? When are you getting the money?” Hector sounded impatient. “You're the best man I have, and I expected that two million to be out of that mansion by now.”