Sassy Comebacks 소설 & 이야기

Sia chuckled. Well, this is the mistake you made, and this was an advantage for me. You underestimated me because I'm a kid, and you will threaten me, and I will be like, Omg, I'm so scared I should run away!' Ran away my ass! I won't go before taking my revenge on you and your shitty wife." Said Sia in a sassy tone.

Hannah replied. "They can't do nothing to you, just listen to me, they are the internet bullies and nothing more." Sarah said trying hard to calm Hannah down but she couldn't. * "Mission accomplished, now let's sit back and enjoy her hide her face in shame." Mimi said and they made a toast. "A toast to what?" Alina asked. "A toast to a sweet revenge." Sasha answered with a smirk. * *Back to Hannah's home* Hannah's phone ranged.

Ahn said jokingly. “She said you are not picking up her call and I explained to her that you will call her back once the annual evaluation is done" Sashi replied with as much positivity she could muster leaving all the funny conversation in between. "Hmm. What did she reply with?" Ahn asked smiling, ready for the hilarious comeback. "Ahhm. I am not sure if I should repeat it" Sashi felt awkward with repeating her mother’s exact words. "Its okay. Go on. Hit me with it" Ahn said jokingly to remove the stress from her.

"Get ahead of it. Go to them before Friday and tell them there was an accounting error and you are correcting it. Offer to repay. Make it look like a mistake not a theft." "And if they do not believe it was a mistake?" Fielding said nothing. That was answer enough. --- Sienna came home at two that afternoon with shopping bags and the particular brightness she carried when she had been somewhere that made her feel important. She dropped the bags in the hallway and looked at him sitting at the kitchen table and her brightness dimmed slightly. "You look terrible," she said. "Thank you," he said. She went to the fridge. "What is wrong now?" "The Ashford Group audit," he said. "It is going to fin

“How dare you touch me? Do you know who I—” “Oh, save it,” I replied calmly, cutting her off. “Is that line supposed to scare me? Because I don’t think anyone here cares who you are. If you’re that desperate for people’s admiration, I’m sure there’s some charity gala somewhere that will take your donations in exchange for a few minutes of validation.” Her face flushed an angry shade of red as she glared at me. “You insolent nobody! One word from me, and I could make sure you and your whole family never set foot in this country again.”

“Hey, remember those two tennis guys who got into an argument over who was going to buy you a drink at Caddy’s once? They nearly came to blows over you, Care, and you dissed them both. You have something about you, a little extra sparkle that makes men nuts.” I laugh. “Pretty sure it was those kickass shoes I had on that night—you know the ones, the four-inch leopard heels.” “Those are great shoes, not denying it, but…it was you. You’ve got sass, baby.” I sigh. “My sass packed her bags and left months ago.”

I started coughing non-stop after speaking suddenly. Julia quickly gave me water and patted my back. "Don't worry, they're okay. Take it easy. No one's going to take your drink. You were too reckless! With all those bodyguards, there's no way Reagan would have gotten hurt. You didn't need to jump in front of him."

Honestly, being single feels pretty great. "When you're single, your boyfriend can't lie to you. "When you're single, his so-called first love can't steal your identity. "When you're single, no one can plot to destroy your face." My hand wrapped around the doorknob. As Henry lunged at me once more, I raised my foot. I kicked him square in the groin before sprinting out the door.

“Otherwise, I would have been all alone in this great big world!” With that, Sassy flings her arms around our shoulders, pulling us in for a tight hug. We do a three-person embrace for a minute or two, before breaking away and laughing, while also wiping away tears. “Thank you,” I say to my friend. Sassy turns to me. “No, thank you,Sophia. Thank you for saving my dad from his horrible dating choices, and thank you for getting him out of this crazy situation alive.” “Well actually, he saved me,” I begin, but Sassy merely nods.

The phrase 'you look stunning' sounded more like a backhanded compliment, a way to make me feel good about myself while subtly reinforcing her own superiority. “You look the same,” I shot back, mirroring her tone with a healthy dose of sarcasm. Her expression faltered, a flash of dissatisfaction crossing her face like a cloud over the sun. I couldn't help but let a small smile creep onto my lips, savoring the momentary shift in power dynamics. Normally, her words would have landed like a blow, leaving me feeling inadequate and self-doubting. But today, something was different. I felt a surge of energy and defiance, a spark that ignited my confidence and fueled my response. For reasons I coul