Swindle Novels & Stories

He immediately put on a fake smile and said, “It’s quite simple. “You can personally take action and kill Andrius, naturally dispelling suspicion and avenging the experts of each family. We’ll all believe you then. “Or, you can personally take action and get killed by Andrus, also dispelling suspicion. But rest assured, even if you die, all of us present will avenge you.” Norvin was truly ruthless. With his words, either Wade or Andrius must fall today. Regardless of who it was, it was definitely a profitable deal for the Swallow family. What a clever and brilliant scheme! “Norvin Swallow!” Wade naturally did not want to fight Andrius to the death and immediately shouted, “The Swallows have

excited Elena rushed to the door to see what Rob had gotten for her. She opened the door with excitement which quickly changed to confusion. All she could see was Rob standing in front of her drunk and shirtless "Uhm uncle what did you get for me?" She asked. Rob gave her no response and just stared at her body. uncomfortable with the way he looked at her she tried to close the door but Rob held the door open and forced his way into her room "I want you, Elena, I want you" he said drunkenly. "Elena, Elena... where are you?" she heard Britney call out. "Oh no, that must be aunt, She's back. You need to go please." shivering she sat on the bed as Rob made his way out. "ELENA!!" Britney yelled

Despite my protest, he insisted that it wouldn't be right to allow a guest to roll her own luggage to the executive suite. As the elevator ascended, I recalled something Karen said yesterday, why employees of Infidelity were expected to be well-spoken and successful. If they weren't, in this different yet similar world of smoke and mirrors, they'd be discovered. The companions on the arms of successful clients needed to be believable. Thanks to my Montague upbringing, when it came to illusion, I was a master.

She passed a woman roasting chestnuts in a covered stall, passed a man muttering curses over his cart stuck in mud, and also passed a girl at the temple ringing a bell for a coin that no one gave, the usual noise and chaos of noon no one would think twice about. She looked back at once, the kind of quick, hurried glance one throws over the shoulder out of habit or fear. The gentleman was still at the stall, giving gestures and his voice were high pitched enough that she caught the word 'robbery' though he meant the price of the fruit, not the missing pouch on his belt. He hadn't noticed yet, and might not even notice for several minutes, he was busy arguing over two coppers to notice the mis

It was a stupid move but it had the tendency to pay off and Alessandro was trying to nip it in the bud before Angelo came for him. Like an epiphany, it suddenly hit me. The best way to deal with a swindler was to swindle him. My idea was pretty simple. All Angelo wanted was power and he was willing to do anything to get it. I only had to switch the false promise of power with the connection Alessandro was after. Just like a three-card Monte.

The weight of the situation bore down on him, his mind racing to grasp the implications. "I-I-I have been swindled," he repeated, the words escaping his lips in disbelief. The magnitude of the deception seemed to grow with each utterance, his voice echoing with a mixture of shock and incredulity. A self-conversation ensued within him, a monologue of turmoil and astonishment. "My investment, company's shares... all gone," he muttered, the weight of his words underscoring the depth of his realization. His business acumen, his experience, had been blindsided by a deceptive web he had unknowingly walked into..

Are you done staring at me, After muttering a cuss under her breath she lastly asked coldly. My plans will soon be changed, he smirked. I hate disrespectful people, he continued. I too hate threats from fools, She countered. Hearing her response his hold on the wheel instantly got tighter ,so much that his knuckles went white. Can't you really stop acting like a bitch l don't want to be rude to you, he lastly groaned punching the staring wheel.

“Which one?” A brief hesitation. “Han International.” I don't move. Sora. Interesting. Cassian remains behind me, silent as ever. “What percentage are we competing for?” I asked. “Seventeen percent controlling minority.” Not majority. But enough to influence. I lean back slightly in the chair. “Withdraw visible interest,” I say calmly. “Re-enter through subsidiary channels. Stagger purchase through three holding shells.” My aunt’s projection smiles faintly. “You’re recommending obfuscation.”

Adrian glanced down and felt the ground shift beneath him. “No,” he said immediately. “This is not” “You’re walking around with Serena Hale while your internal consultant steps back due to ‘conflict,’” the man snapped. “Do you have any idea how this looks?” Adrian stood. “It looks manipulated.” “That doesn’t matter,” the board member replied coldly. “Perception always wins.” The door slammed behind him. Adrian didn’t sit back down. He grabbed his phone, hesitated, then put it back. He already knew Clara had seen it.

"Trust me, no one plays draught better than I do here, just one round with the highest bidder and I will pay you back your six hundred bucks in full." "I never asked for your pay back Karen, besides I had a good meal here and it's a privilege for just the VIPs." Saying that, she looked ahead of Karen's head and found a lady that had been giving her signs to look her way, she noticed the movements earlier, she just doesn't want to believe the signals was for her, when she managed to look at the lady, she gave her a wink and air smooch, making a back and forth movements with her index finger signalling her to come to her table, she was trying to seduce Vada, so hard.