Novel & Cerita Ruby Payne Books

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"Mr. Watson doesn't have time to see you. You should be grateful you're even getting 50 cents." I turned toward Emily Wright, the senior accountant in finance, my voice coming out tight and rushed. "Ms. Wright, please, tell me, what exactly was my commission for last month?" Emily's shoulders hunched as she shrank back, her eyes darting away from mine. She stammered, "I-I really don't know. Ms. Watson handles all the commissions. Yours might actually just be 50 cents." Sasha lifted her chin, that smug smile right back in place. "Hear that? I'm the one in charge of the books now, and 50 cents is all you're worth."

I looked up again, paranoid that some person would walk in even though I had locked the door and no person would be able to enter. I looked back down and hurriedly took out the books before I began to page through them. I have never been so glad to be able to read as I am at this moment, or else it would have been futile for me to even be prying. I opened the first leather bound book and found it to be a book on receipts of payments. I paged through it to make sure, and was met with the same thing with each turn of the page. I closed the book and moved on to the next. I was met with more receipt books recording payments made for me.

With that, I personally activated the cryogenic chamber and lay down inside. At the same time, Leonard received an urgent phone call. "Mr. Shaw, bad news—Mrs. Shaw is missing."

It wasn't until then that Ethan finally allowed Rosalie to leave the house. I followed Rosalie, who was in a disheartened state, back to the Talbot residence. Roxanne cried so much that her eyes were swollen. Roxanne was used to being dependent her entire life. Now with a huge debt on her shoulders, she was completely at sea. Her eyes lit up when she saw Rosalie. She walked up to Rosalie and held her hands. "Rosalie, we've lost everything! Everything! Your dad left us such a huge debt too. What should we do, Rosalie?"

"Holy shit." “Happy birthday, Baby.” Bronx gives me a quick kiss on the forehead, then backs away and looks around. Nothing happens to indicate Aphrodite will try to interfere. “Peter says now that you’ve completed your quest to protect the Menae, it won't grow anymore. You can take the book home or you can destroy it. It’s up to you.” “Hold up. Wait. Wait. Wait just a second.” I sit on the edge of a chair that is pulled away from the table and tilt my head at Pan. “You've been calling yourself Peter Payne and no one has ever called you out on that crap?”

Poppy says without looking up from the paperwork she is reading. “Okay, so let’s get a good stock this week and then set up a monthly donation schedule going forward.” Paige nods, making a note on the pad in front of her. “I’ll speak with the volunteers when they come in and try to set up a monthly rotation.” “Thank you.” She looks up at me and smiles, but I can see the tiredness behind it. Her eyes still carry shadows from last night. I can’t blame her. Watching Ryder nearly die has left a mark on all of us, but on her, I think it’s carved something deeper.

"I'm stable now. You should go." He seemed taken aback. "You don't mind if I check on her?" Mind? Why would I mind? My personal ATM was free to make withdrawals elsewhere, as long as my account remained open. I gave him a small, magnanimous smile. "It's fine, really." He hesitated, then left. I felt no disappointment. Instead, I looked down at the brilliant ruby resting in my hand. So expensive. So beautiful. So mine. … What I hadn't anticipated was that even in this new life, I couldn't escape Cindy's vicious schemes.

A smug grin crossed Zoey's face as she tossed the file back into my arms. "Ms. Jones, Mr. Grant always said you're a strong, capable woman. Looks like your reputation holds up. Maybe I should become your apprentice… You could teach me a thing or two." I glanced at the signed resignation letter and sneered. "I wouldn't dare take you as my apprentice. I'm afraid Mr. Grant would be too distressed." Julian frowned and shot me a cold look. Suddenly, he rose and strode out of the private room. The tension in the air thickened, but I didn't care.

Pamela whined and drew her lips into a soft pout. Luther lifted a dismissive hand. "Not at six grand each." Pamela swung her head to me. "You're the accountant, say something!" Clearing my throat, I picked up a small book from my desk. "Mr. Lucario, I'm afraid this is the only solution I can offer." The book slid into Luther's hands as he leaned over to read the title: How to Go Broke in a Week: A Beginner's Guide. Luther barked out a laugh, pointing at me. "You got me, Monroe."