Payback Ch 30 소설 & 이야기

I really wanted to stick a knife at Petter and Stella. "Amber, I'm sorry for cheating on me. I made a mistake, and I promise I will fix everything. I will leave Stella, but I beg you to forgive me." Petter begged me to forgive him and take him back. Seeing his pleading gaze, I just smiled sarcastically.

"Oh, maybe because you already think at the first place that, I'm not the one who'll manage this but instead your... mistress?" "How could—" "Mr. Sebastian, calm your girlfriend," the chairman interrupted, making Sophia grinned secretly. She reached into her leather portfolio, pulling out a document and sliding it across the table. “Here’s a breakdown of your revenue streams for the past three years. Notice a trend?” The CFO, who had remained quiet until now, hesitantly picked up the paper. His eyes widened as he scanned the numbers. “How did you…?” Vanessa murmured. Sophia interrupted smoothly. “I did my homework. Unlike others, I don’t rely on assumptions or outdated strategies. The data s

Priscilla raised a toast to Thomas and said, "Thank you, Thomas, for saving my brother. Within three years, I will repay the 30 million dollars with interest at the highest rate." Although Priscilla had no money left, she had ambitious plans in her heart. Priscilla believed in herself and was determined to create the miracle that happened three years ago and would achieve the same results as before. By then, paying off 30 million dollars would be a breeze. Thomas waved his hand gently and said nonchalantly, "It's just 30 million dollars. It is a small matter, you don't have to repay it. After all, Mitchell is our little brother."

"Mr Haswell.... You remember my little girl, Shelley? I was doing it for her. I wanted her to grow up with.... With all the things I didn't have. And now.... Please.... I'm begging you." Haswell regards him, eyes lidded, for some time. Eventually, he says, "Alright Al. I'll be as fair as I can. I don't need to touch the land for another three months. If in that time you can raise the cash to buy it back at what I just paid for it, you're back in. And we'll get the lawyers to figure a way around the bankruptcy issue until you're out of it. But if you've not paid me by the end of three months, that's it. I'm a businessman and I can't afford to let your problems become my problems. Understood?"

Phoebe sighed, “you know that’s not what I mean.” “No, no, no, no, what do you mean then? Huh, telling me that I don’t pay back, what is that supposed to mean then? You are talking as if I won’t give it back if I have it. I haven’t paid back because I don’t have it and you know it.” “But when you do have it, Cal, you don’t give me, you don’t pay back. Rather, you will go out to drink with your friends.”

However, I know that's never going to happen. [I was actually happy about your miscarriage back then. I'm such a jerk. This is my punishment from the Moon Goddess herself.] [Revenge was my way of coping, but with each enemy I took down, it became clearer. The biggest enemy I should have gotten rid of was the version of me who hurt you.] "My brother wanted to spend eternity in his coffin, reading these words and repenting to you. "He won't be buried with Amy. He left all the Darkshadow Pack's wealth to you."

“This shoebox is ground zero. This is where I broke. So it’s only fair it’s also where I rebuild. And it’s got character. Also… rent-controlled.” He laughed—actually laughed. That rare, boyish chuckle that used to show up once every blue moon when he still worked for me. “I’ll buy the new servers this week,” he said, fingers flying across his temporary laptop. “High-speed dual nodes. I’ll grab three laptops and two burner phones for now. Satellite bounce. AES encryption. We’ll run ghosted packets through Iceland.” I nodded approvingly and stood to dig through the kitchen drawer. I pulled out a single five-dollar bill and slid it across the table toward him.

He just calmly turned around and walked away. Garrick spat at Thomas before he said to Johnson, “Johnson, it doesn’t matter whether you’ve taken the money or not. We can now confirm that you lost it. You have to take out $30,000,000 to cover the deficit tonight. If you can pay it back, there's room for discussion. If you can’t, you’re done.” Thirty million dollars? It was $30,000,000! Johnson sat on the couch. It was $30,000,000! How could he pay it back?

“1.2 million dollars. With the promise of paying it back as 1.5 million dollars within nine months. It has been 13months Mr. Andrew, and my company was not built of forgiveness and innovation.” “Please Mr. Nathan...I will pay you back every dime..every..” “Of course, you will, And you are going to do that now.” The shock and confusion that rocks up his face are not hidden. They all look the same in these circumstances. “What?” He asks, settling back into the chair as he looks at me with wide eyes.

The Anatomy of the Generational-Audit This was the "High-Concept-Core." The $1,000,000 debt from Chapter 1 had been the "Tension" that created the "Diamond." In the "Void," that tension was the "Proof of Purchase." The "Un-Born" were using their "Pure-Neural-Lattice" to "Infiltrate" the "Memory" of the "Billionaire’s-30-Day-Debt."