Romans & histoires Scumbag System

"Is that what we are calling treason now?" Thomas frowned and looked up at me. "Do not use that word in this hall. It is just a change in leadership." "It is a death sentence for your economy," I argued back. "Tell the hall who secured the southern lumber routes last winter. Tell them who negotiated the prices." "You did the paperwork," Thomas admitted softly. "But Kailani can learn to do the paperwork." I laughed a short and bitter laugh. I pointed my finger directly at my sister. "Kailani failed basic math three times," I told Thomas. "She does not know how to read a transit manifest. She does not even know the name of our primary lumber supplier."

“What a goddamn bragger. I knew it. This is a fucking scam, if I didn’t get a single penny I’ll fucking sue that company.” ***

It was the man she was bound to. Maruska Romanovich, Megan to some, tyrannical billionaire, also known as the harbinger of chaos among men of the underground. The mere whisper of his name struck fear in the bravest of hearts. The atrocities he has committed would put even the devil to shame. Even the world leaders dared not turn their attention on him, because of his deep-rooted connections within the dangerous Russian government.

Dignity and pride meant nothing when confronted with the crushing weight of Adrian's authority. With looks of despair, the guys exchanged gazes. Eventually, filled with terror, they began falling to their knees. Their bodies trembled as they pushed through the humiliation and pressed their faces against the carpet that was speckled with glass shards and pools of liquor. "Start licking!" Adrian commanded. No one dared to disobey him. They start licking the carpet like pathetic dogs. The strong smell of alcohol that wafted from the dust and glass-covered carpet burned their noses, making their eyes water, but they dared not stop.

" The classroom went dead silent for a second. The official system was serious business. Once a selection was changed, there was no taking it back. Phoebe saw the room’s hesitation and immediately typed a question into the chatbot. A few seconds later, she held up her phone and yelled, "Babble says it doesn't matter what you put in the official system! It won't affect their backdoor operation at all! In fact, the worse your choice looks, the better. It's a smokescreen, so Babble can work its magic without drawing attention!" Between Babble's ‘expert confirmation’ and Gavin fanning the flames, the last shred of reason in the room disappeared. "Let's do it! I'm with Gavin!"

"You think pleasing Shaun will keep the West family rising? I've already activated the anti-system device. In one week, everything the system gave you will disappear. The West family will still go bankrupt." Joan's face went pale.

" I am someone you shouldn't know and i am someone that works for someone you should never have challenged " ****** The system have been fixed. I will try to update early for now on

“Levi, you’re nothing but a sewer rat, a lowlife. Even if you became the state’s top scorer and got into Harvard, so what? My family has money. I have plenty of ways to ruin you!” He clapped lightly, and a few rough-looking thugs emerged from the garage. This time, Blaine genuinely wanted to kill me. The thugs pinned me to the ground while Blaine stomped on my face with full force, grinding down on me. “Do you know why I scored over 1500 points and stayed first in the grade before you came along?

Some had already laid their hands on the pear crates. "Don't touch them! You have no idea who these pears are meant for." "What's the big deal? We're buying them first! "Yeah! Ever heard of first-come, first-served?" Mr. Dugan called out leisurely from behind, "Everyone, line up in an orderly fashion! Ten pounds per family—let's not be greedy." He was as relaxed as if he were organizing a group purchase, when in reality it was nothing short of outright robbery. I was pulled to the very edge of the crowd. No matter how much I pleaded, I couldn't stop their frenzied behavior.