Payback Ch 30 Novels & Stories

The reason underneath the method. Passed down. Carrying forward. Into the next chapter. Which is already beginning.

As for the money, she will just have to work a way to pay him back. She heaved a sigh of relief and felt that she had to appreciate him” Thank you for giving me back my job. I am obviously desperate and that is why I am accepting it plus the salary increment. It will help me a great deal. As for the money, I will pay it back” “Fair enough, don’t say anything more. Just go back and do your work, as for Evans Chandler I know how to deal with him. He won’t mess with you ever again and when he hears your name in the future he will run”

“Then calculate how much I owe you. I’ll pay you back.” Dora: “…”

Barbara moves toward the window and sits on the sill, watching the scene unfold with wide eyes and attentive ears. “Thirty thousand dollars,” I say, my eyes locked onto Daniel. “The money I lent you during our final year at university when you told me your father's business collapsed. You swore on your mother's life you would pay me back within six months. I’m sure you’re aware it’s been well over six months now, Daniel. I need my money back.” I stare at the paper on the tray. It is a formal demand for payment, complete with copies of the old bank wire receipts.

“I’m not marrying you. Return the car I bought you and every cent you’ve spent over the years, every single one!” His friends immediately handed him a pre-prepared statement. “The car cost 230,000 dollars. Over the past year, living expenses, gifts, and club spending have added up to 800,000 dollars. You must pay it back in full today!” Everyone’s eyes were on me like I was already done for. They assumed that a young woman who had only been working for a year could never come up with that kind of money and that today would end in my ultimate humiliation. I looked at Jenson's unfamiliar face, and the last flicker of warmth in my heart finally died out.

Before unfolding it. Written on the almost yellow note is a scribble of a child's handwriting. It's a bit hard to read. "Mom sed—those this means said?" I wrinkle my eyes in thin slit. "Mom said to go to the bathroom, but—" But what. I look at the bottom of the note and in a small fading colour, a string of clear words are written. DON'T LOOK BACK. Don't look back, don't look back. Despite the warnings ringing in my ears—

Or read all the books in the romance section of the local library! "I'm sorry! I haven't stolen anything! I don't do drugs! I haven't even seen any type of drugs before... Well, I have, you know, Ibuprofen, Paracetamol, Advil, Lo— Well that's not the point! The point is, I don't deserve to die! I'm so young and growing..." Charlie keeps rambling on in a high-pitched voice. The mysterious man scrunches up his brows as an amused look crosses his eyes. Charlie would've noticed this if she wasn't staring at his big hands that clutch two duffle bags in a tight grip.

After calming down, the woman slowly spoke. “So, he pretty much gave us a new life. Moreover, my son’s medical fees were all sponsored by Doctor Sky. I don’t know how to repay him.” As she talked about it, she cried uncontrollably again.

Values and morals did not matter anymore. A smirk appeared on Russell's lips. "What a brave daddy's girl. I'm intrigued. But you see, sweetheart... I'm an impatient man." He moved away from her and turned his back on her. He walked to the right side of the room, where one of his men was standing. The man moved away, giving Russel the space to look at the picture frame that hung on the wall. It was Sasha's picture. It was taken at a time when she was much more carefree. The glint of ecstasy in her eyes and the smile lit up her olive toned face. "I gave your dearest daddy five months. He could not pay me back. So now, I want the payment. And I think…" his voice trailed away as he turned around