Rachel Price Book Novels & Stories

“You carry tragedy like a secret.” Vivian’s breath hitched, her pulse spiking at the accuracy of his words. She needed to put distance between them. Now. Straightening, she pulled a book from the stack on her desk. “Since you’re so perceptive, Mr. Carter, perhaps you’d like to give us today’s reading analysis.” Ethan grinned, knowing she was trying to regain control of the conversation. He didn’t argue. Instead, he took the book and flipped it open, his fingers brushing over the pages.

All the furniture was dominated by luxurious black and white colors, the most prominent of which was a chandelier installation that she knew costs up to three million dollars. "How much do you offer?" Rachel asked suddenly. Nicholas who was standing in front of the glass wall was surprised, he turned to look at Rachel with a frown. "You fill in the nominal yourself, let's see..." He pulled out his cell phone, opening the agreement document Rachel filled out while drunk last night. "Hmmm, you're asking for two million dollars on top of all your debt," Nicholas said, holding back a laugh. Rachel glared, "I have to change the number! I filled that amount while I was unconscious!" she babbled. H

Instead of shrinking under the scrutiny, Rachel met Isabel's gaze with a calm smile that made the older woman's eyes narrow almost imperceptibly. "Thank you," Rachel said. "I've always preferred buying things because I like them rather than because I need other people to notice them." The smile on Isabel's face faltered for the briefest moment. “Interesting!” She said, “but your dress is Elie Saab.” Rachel was surprised that she could tell the brand without checking. “Yes, it is” She replied “I have something like that. It must have cost a fortune, I guess.” “Indeed,” Rachel continued before anyone could interrupt, “I have quite an impeccable taste.”

Deliberate. Her eyes followed me, confusion shifting into tension. “Tell them,” I said, stopping a few feet from her. “Tell them how much they offered you to sell me out.” Dead silence. The PR woman’s mouth fell open. Caleb sat up straighter, his eyebrows drawn. Riley’s face drained of color. “What the hell are you talking about?” “Two hundred and fifty grand.” I took another step toward her. “That’s the price of your loyalty, right?”

"I have always stood on the grounds of accountability and transparency. Today, I'm making the perpetrators accountable. Today, I'm calling for Daniel Greene to be arrested on a charge of corporate espionage. Already, I have turned over the evidence to the proper authorities." The room was quiet. I knew the second sentence would cause pain. "Otherwise, based on what she did to make possible this conspiracy, I'm also relieving Rachel Price from service. This action has not only betrayed my trust, but it has endangered this company's future. As of today, Rachel Price is no longer a member of the Bhutan family."

Hayley also advised in a low voice. "5 million dollars? That's fine. Item of this color and quality is quite rare. It shouldn't be too expensive for Ms. Booker, right?" Chelsea walked over at some point and smiled. As expected, Rylee couldn't take the provocation and said stubbornly, "Yes, it is nothing. What about it if it is 50 million dollars? As long as I want it, it's just a matter of moving my fingers. I'm not like you. You have to rely on your husband's mood when you want to buy something."

"Miss, are you looking for a job? Here's my business card." Rachel read the name on the card and her eyes widened. "You're Nathan Chapman, the president of the Orange Country's largest fashion design firm?!" Nathan Chapman nodded lightly and smiled at Rachel. "That's my name. How should I address you?" Rachel extended her hand hastily in response. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Chapman. I'm Rachel." Nathan did not mind Rachel's dirtied hand even after she ran into him and fell on the ground. He grabbed her hand. "Miss Rachel, I just saw your designs. It's fresh, unique, and your technique is better than many designers I've seen. We need someone with your skillset in our company! Are you interested i

the queen sniggered. “Let’s see who’s the real b**ch now,” Eureka said and she held up a second red fusion igniter. And she added, “My mother is not a deceptive b**ch like you, b**ch— you remember the name: Carol Riley.” The queen summoned all her energy and she diverted the destructive white force at Eureka, Eureka held the other red fusion igniter towards the onslaught of approaching destructive force, and it sucked it, the destructive energy from the queen was sucked in, the intensity and the heat was too much but Eureka gritted her teeth and she held on. Determined to see the job through.

I didn't notice that it was different from before. “I already said I don't want anything,” I said hurriedly. When I turned around, I came face to face with a tall, almost generous, and attractive young man, very handsome. His scent was very pleasant. Wolf was definitely not a beta, but he was as strong as one. “Oh, I'm sorry, I thought you were the other guy,” I apologized, trying to show that I wasn't rude. He laughed as if that kind of situation were normal. His badge said ‘Lancelot Pearson, Manager’. ‘My God, I'm really sorry for the inconvenience,’ I said again. He noticed my gaze; he knew I had seen his name.

Said his mother. "Mama, I was offered a job as a company mechanic!" Arfaat apprised happily. "Wow! Ya Arfaat, you mean you'll soon buy us a television set kenan!" Khadeeja exclaimed happily. Their mother smiled, "Ja'ira (an insult), that's the only thing in her mind, television!". She hissed and turned to Arfaat. "Tell me son, which company is that?" "Abbas Motors Limited. It's a very big company, I'm sure I'll be paid well. But I haven't accepted the job offer yet, I told the man I'll talk to you first" Arfaat explained.