One And 100 Novels & Stories

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Just like what he did today, instead of writing 1,155 he prefer using One thousand, one hundred and fifty five. 'What a weird guy you really are but yes. That is indeed correct.' Oliver stated as he write the equation on how it became like that. Anna stare at the board while Lem feel bad for not speaking what he answered. He is not sure whether his answer is right but if he just say it out word, Oliver would have say that he is right. After all, the number that is written of his paper is the same as the one who is written on the board. One thousand, one hundred and fifty five a.k.a. 1,155

"One thousand." OmO

A hundred strokes. Oh my goodness…

Then his phone buzzed. An email. From a lawyer. Jenna had already filed.

if that's the case I'll tell your Dad so we get you something different my darling not just anything mom, I need the latest iPhone 13 pro max,I repeat, Amanda quickly interrupted her mother. "I know how Dad is, I don't just need any phone, Amanda said without being happy with her father already. " well though we might be wealthy, your Dad wouldn't be ready to spend on unnecessary things, again he's just recovering from the ailment, mother said to Amanda. "I know he's wealthy and stingy as well as cheap,can you please tell him I need iPhone 13 pro max,she said that to her mom.

Not what she was expecting. They climbed out of the stolen car and walked to the front door hand in hand. Veronica knocked and stood back a step. When the door opened, she was slightly shocked to see someone that looked quite similar. They shared the same nose and hair colour. Their height was similar and the only really big difference was the fact that her eye colour was brown. "Are you Adeline?" Veronica asked hopefully only to be pulled in a big hug. "Yes! Yes! Of course I am! And you're Veronica!" She said with a big grin. Veronica nodded her head, quick to agree. "I knew you'd come find us eventually!"

Nicole looked at the clock in the room and said, “I’m kind of in a hurry so I’ll make my story brief and comprehensive. After breaking your heart, I owe you an explanation my darling Muhammad.” Muhammad tried switching on the radio on his belt, in hope that anyone on the other end could listen to the conversation if the signal was restored. If Maryam and he were going to die tonight, their death might as well not be in vain. The most important thing was revealing the real identity of The First One.