Old But Gold Means Novels & Stories

My grandfather’s will. “How did you get this? Are you supposed to have it?” “Money talks sweetheart. Read it. You’ll be surprised.” I scanned through the paper and nearly had a heart attack. “Diamonds?!” “You might want to quiet down as less you want to be kidnapped.” I cupped my mouth. “What did he do for a living?” “He was a thug obviously.” Luke said. “I’m sorry if I’m unfamiliar with my family history okay?” I snapped. It didn’t stop there. He gave Sydney a hundred grand, a couple houses in Switzerland and his dog Rufus. He left Dad and Nora money and property too and certainly not diamonds!

I felt butterfly dance in my stomach and I smiled geniuely at him. He introduced his friends , we ordered our food and walked to a table were we sat down with Owen beside me. " so Golden why did you leave your old school ? if you don't mind me asking". Owen asked trying to break the silence. " I don't mind , the thing is i never liked my old schools, it was fun alright but the school I've always wanted to attend is the school since it was opened four years ago" " old Schools not even one?" he asked putting stress on the s in the school

"Madam Plummer, why are you buying so much gold? Is this for your son's wedding?" Nancy turned when someone called her name. "Oh, it's you two. This isn't for my son's wedding." Pulling them close, she whispered, "Gold prices are dropping! My old friends and I are using our savings to buy gold. "You're young, so you don't understand. Gold is as good as cash—money can rot, but gold won't! Go buy some quick before it's all gone! "I'm heading back now. See you guys around!"

Is he even interested in dating? "This has been a lovely night, Gold..." The golden boy is pulled back to reality when Olive speaks again. She finishes the remaining liquid in her champagne glass. Gold copies her action. As in he's drinking champagne too. He's allowed to drink now. The golden boy is actually celebrating his 18th birthday today. This is what made Olive feel more special. Gold really chose to spend his natal day with her.

Gold hurried to his mansion from the hotel immediately the video trends, he was very furious, now what will people think of him. His fans and the whole world thought that Gold was from a rich family but they will try to dig into his business and he will be completely ruined. ”Old man, I gave you the sum of two million dollars today and did you forget about your promise to keep quiet for life…. To you, you are a father but to me, you are long dead… I was only giving you the money to keep your blabber mouth busy” Gold lashed while Mr. Kelvin looked down at his feet.

I quickly pushed it away, thinking of my parents who left me wouldn't help me in anyway now, so there was no need to dwell on it. “Ok, here we are, I think this will be perfect for you. What do you think?” The old woman asked handing me a gold box. As soon as I saw the golden box, my eyes widen with excitement and awe. The old woman placed the box in my hands and I felt a spark. I didn't know why I was feeling like this, I have held gold before, so I don't know why this time was different. I studied the box running my hands across the engraved words that were in a language that I couldn't understand. “Do you know what the engraving says?” I asked showing her the words. “Yes I know sweet girl

Just as I finished, my mother shoved my head on the glass wall again as she kept hollering, "Dream on! I designated Harold as my heir last year already! Whoever he marries will inherit the company with him!" Though everyone was stunned by her words and regarded Harold with even more admiration, that was when an elderly but strong voice boomed in the gala hall behind us, "Quincy Waltz! I dare you to say that again!"

Old Oliver couldn't stop being happy. 'This piece of land is a success.' Kristen held the mobile phone and smiled slyly. 'Grandpa, I want to dig up the white Jorden.' Mr. Old Oliver's eyes flashed, and he said with a smile: 'If you really want to dig him back, you still have to start with your white grandfather. Come on, I'll push your white grandfather to you, and talk to him more if you have nothing to do. Just give him your signature, his granddaughter, but your fan. '

She smiled at him after placing each suitcase that she had brought. "Are these the items?" The old guy asked grinning evilly as an elegant suitcase was placed on his wooden furniture. His face is making anyone shiver because of creepiness. The huge beard on his chin, which was colored gray, makes you think that he's too old to be successful to live on this precious planet. Golden rings were on his fingers, and his wrists and neck were circled with gold jewelry too. He had a golden tooth right near his left fang. Everything that he wears is made of gold, he's indeed full of wealth.

I said. She considered that. "Promise?" I held her gaze. "Yes," I said. The word felt heavier than usual. Good heavy. The kind that means something. She nodded once and went back to her food. Like that was enough. Like my word was enough. I hoped I deserved that. The older woman, the one who had told me about the golden wolf, found me in the corridor afterward. She moved quietly for someone her age. Sharp eyes. Careful steps. "You spoke to the King," she said.