Read Google Doc Aloud Novels & Stories

As she pulled out the documents, a white flash drive fell out alongside them. Olivia powered up the square screen, placed the documents aside, and chose to inspect the contents of the flash drive first. The drive was divided into several folders. The first folder was labeled "Ignazio-22," the second was titled "Ignazio and Gretta," and the third was named "After Gretta." Her mouse moved and clicked on the "Ignazio-22" folder.

“I love you, Princess.” I knew he’s waiting for me to say it back but now is not the time. Instead, I ended the call and addressed Rylee. “Everything alright?” My assistant shook her head, handing over the gargoyle drive. “You have to see this.” The look on her face told me to reach for the creepy thing. She remained poled on where she stood. Watchful gray eyes followed my movement as I plugged in the device, clicking on the file, spreadsheets after spreadsheets filled the screen. “What’s this?”

DARIO I had been staring at the document for five minutes without reading a single word of it. The partnership agreement for broadcast rights sat open in front of me, my pen resting exactly where I’d left it. I knew every clause by heart. My eyes moved across the lines, but nothing registered. It was as if my brain had stepped slightly out of sync with the rest of me. Across the desk, Caleb sat patiently.

You have won the challenge! [A random reward has been granted: Instant Skill level up] [Congratulations! Your Scan Skill is now level 2! Additional ability of the skill has been added!] [Scan Skill can now do the following: *Auto translate - If the user scans a text or script written in a foreign alphabet, the Scan Skill can automatically translate it to the language preferred by the user. *Auto answer - If the user scans a text or script containing questions, the Scan Skill can automatically provide the most probable answers.

Tellan sent the files, then walked over and handed Lusso a slip of paper with his contact in case the files didn’t go through. Lusso sat down, his fingers moving fast on the keyboard. “Starting with voice recognition,” he muttered, plugging in his headphones. The room grew quiet, and everyone else was waiting. Macholo stood behind Lusso with his arms folded, and he was staring at the screen. Tellan leaned against the wall, watching. Yeo and Marvin sat at the far end, whispering to each other. There was a little switch of energy in the room, no one said much; they were all waiting for Lusso to crack it.

“Take a good look at the sheets in your hand,” Aurora’s voice rang clear. “These are the documents you’ve given us. Now compare them to what’s on the screen. You’ll notice,” she pointed at the screen, “that these red marks show the discrepancies in your submission. What you see doesn’t match what’s in the paper you’re holding.” The room was silent for a moment, but the opponents began murmuring among themselves. One man who seemed clearly flustered stood up, attempting to challenge her.

The screen reader activated, reading aloud the lines as she navigated her way through the company’s financial files. “Yearly revenue reports, miscellaneous expenses…quarterly summaries…” Chloe murmured, scrolling through the layers of financial data. The speaker’s monotone filled the otherwise silent office, and she began to lose herself in the figures and the notes tied to each document. But as she dug deeper, something grabbed her attention. A repeated mention of large, obscure expenses labeled under a generic department name, expenses that didn’t align with Westbrook’s regular finances. Chloe furrowed her brow, feeling an unexpected thrill rise. “Open account details,” she instructed, and

the document itself had fourteen hundred reads through the public portal. I went to find my mother.  She was at her desk. I put my tablet in front of her without preamble. She looked at the numbers. She looked at me. “How?” she said. “Crane,” I said. “His channel carries authority for the governance professionals. And the document does what Grace said it would do — manufactured doubt cannot survive contact with the original description.” I sat in the reading chair. “Fourteen hundred reads in six hours is significant. The network is carrying it.”

Audio_Board_2016-2018 Dozens of audio files. Mom’s voice. Voss’s voice. Crystal clear recordings of private board meetings. Full Client DB Encrypted A massive spreadsheet locked behind a password. Next to it sat a small text file from Mara. Password: Subject17A-LilaReyes Julian typed it in. The file opened. Thousands of names. Payments. Accounts. The real network behind the company. Then another folder: Carla_Termination_Order Inside was a scanned memo. Voss’s signature at the bottom.

I asked, switching back to business. “Are you talking about the list for the Book Clubs?” I nodded. “I’m afraid he wasn’t able to.” She reached for her iPad and made quick work of scrolling through a few documents. “He did send the audit results for RetroCorp though.” She replied, placing the iPad back on her desk. Her gaze lifted up to meet mine as she awaited further questions. I didn’t have any. “Okay, send me the results via mail, I’ll go through them immediately.” She nodded briskly, and I turned to head to my office, but paused. “Oh, and Chloe?”