Payback Ch 30 Novels & Stories

"Ethan, if you refuse to help, I'll opt for another way out." With that, he left the meeting room. The sound of footsteps gradually faded away in the corridor. When Wynnie walked past me, she paused and whispered, "Young man, you should leave yourself a way out." After they left, I opened up the envelope. It wasn't sealed, and there was a banker's acceptance from Zach Airways under the offer letter. It was for three million dollars. I kept the envelope in a transparent bag, sealed it, and wrote the date and number on it.

“Thank you so much, Jack. I promise to pay back as soon as I start getting returns from my investment. Henry unconsciously paced about the house until he sat at the kitchen table, while his fingers drummed an anxious rhythm against the table. The gravity of the situation weighed heavily on him. He had managed to raise seventy million dollars. Yet, it wasn’t enough. Marcus's demands were too high, and Henry knew he needed to come up with the remaining thirty million somehow. As he stared at the stack of papers and financial documents scattered around him, he decided to make a phone call he had been avoiding.

Harrison snapped furiously, "Oh, I give you 100 billion dollars and then you put it into a trust. Judging by the average rate of return in the current US financial market, the annual interest alone would be at least several billion dollars!" "And once compound interest kicks in, that's an astronomical figure. Isn't that just using my resources to make a fortune? You'd use my resources to generate twenty years of returns and then return the original to me. Where am I supposed to recoup those twenty years of earnings?!" Helena said casually, "How about this—you still give me the hundred billion dollars, but from the annual interest generated on 50 billion of that, I'll return every cent to you

“Use it to set your life back on track, solve your problems, and forget all about the baby, and the man you carried it for.” She winked. “My gain is different from yours. You don’t have to worry about it, instead, think about how you’ll be spending your first payment. It’s a couple thousand dollars. And it’s coming in a few hours.”

Everyone was bustling about, and no one noticed that I had just awakened. I looked up and caught sight of the wall clock. Only one hour remained before I would have to return to the future. On the small hospital TV, they were replaying footage of last night's once-in-a-century meteor shower. The shooting stars were beautiful, but unfortunately, I had missed them again. Indeed, it seemed my wishes were destined to remain unfulfilled. I was lost in thought until footsteps approached, followed by Sophia's tired yet joyful voice. "You're awake. Ethan has regained consciousness too, thanks to your timely blood donation last night."

“All I’m doing is introducing you to the reality of the situation. We admit that Chase owes you money and we’re willing to pay you back, but what Charles told you yesterday is the best solution. If you’re willing to accept it, we can return 10 million to you first and I guarantee that the remaining 180 million will be paid back within three years.” “Jared, I remember telling you before that I was looking forward to how you would use Grand Express’s strengths to deal with me, so there’s really no need to say any more nonsense. Either pay off the debt or get lost immediately. We don’t have to waste each other’s time. I have other things to do anyway, so you should go back and complain to your

"It was six months ago." "How much?" "Five million." Sharon blinked. Five million? "Why?" Michael looked away. "My business was going under." Sharon almost laughed. "So you borrowed 5 million from Alex?" "Not exactly." Alex shoved him off. Michael stumbled forward. "The money came from one of Alex's companies." Sharon looked at Alex. "And what did you have to do in return?" Michael stayed silent. "Michael." "I signed a research agreement." Sharon's stomach twisted. "Research?"

His eyes scanned back and forth between the optical material models and the electricity cost formula on the board, then locked tightly on the words "two-month payback" After a long silence, he slapped his thigh so hard that it made Avery jump. "Fine, Silas. You win! I'm convinced!" Then, he grabbed Silas' hand and shook it so hard it rattled his gold chain. "The designers I worked with always babbled about minimalist aesthetics and optical narratives until my head spun. You're the first person to sit me down to calculate utility bills and payback timelines! "Your math makes sense, and I respect that."

“Henry! My son! You’re finally back! I was wrong, I was really wrong! Please forgive me!” I stepped back, expressionless, avoiding her embrace. She held her arms out, caught in an awkward pause. I walked to the coffee table and slammed a file down. “From the day I was born until I turned eighteen, I calculated every cent you spent on me — food, clothing, tuition, and tutoring. “The total comes to two hundred thirteen thousand six hundred dollars.” I pulled a check from my pocket and placed it next to the statement. “This is three hundred thousand dollars. Keep the change.

“And now they pay.” The words land without effort. Final. Azriel nods once, slow, certain. When I glance back, just briefly, he’s still watching, something quieter in his expression, something sharper. The machines hum steadily behind us. Callum doesn’t move. And somewhere else, Vance is comfortable, Anya is laughing, both of them exactly where I need them to be. I don’t look away from Callum again. Because this is the cost. And this time, I make sure it’s paid.