Tattle Teller Novels & Stories

after all, everything was playing more perfectly than he expected. "Tell me more about this teller," Gunnar finally broke the silence, his voice low as a smirk crept on his lips. "Her name is Erica Sullivan. She works at Midtown Trust bank, teller # 7." Rene spoke calmly, as casually as possible. For the longest, Gunnar stared at him, studying his eyes, and then laughed faintly before saying, "I don't kill-" "Not asking you to." Rene cut him off, meeting his gaze. "I just need her to tell the truth."

Tata hands her phone over, still displaying the latest news. "Insane!"

Tolu explained, “Are you sure it will work out in that way?“ Zack asked, “try that one, If he didn't work, I will teach you another tougher level that she can't resist,” Tolu says, “Okay, I will give you feedback tomorrow, because 'Tara is very stubborn,” Zack says, and they were still gisting when Tolu saw the alert of five thousand dollars, and he was still checking his phone when 'Tara called, “hello 'Tara” Tolu responded, “how are you?“ he asked, “am fine” 'Tara retorted, “can I talk to Zack?“ she asked,

He furrowed his eye brows. "Just a second." He said proceeding to send a text. -"Where are you now?" He asked for the second time that day. -Shorty "heading to the mall." He dropped his phone and picked up the controller, ready to face his friend. "I forgot to tell you. I broke up with..." Tate snapped his finger in thought. Tom glared, amused by Tate's expression. "Heather?" He called out reminding Tate and focusing on his game. "Yes Heather." He chuckled.

[$1000 has been deposited into your account] Eve stopped for a moment when she felt her phone vibrate and she read an encouraging notification. She appeared to be in the biggest shopping center in the city and two servants were seen standing behind her carrying all her shopping items. Drrtt.. A call came in and Eve rushed to answer the call. "Hello, dear!" she said that to someone who contacted her. "Eve, did you change your Tikt*k account password?" asked the caller.

Even Max and Issa’s voices from the yard sounded farther away, softer, as if the forest swallowed the edges before they could reach me. I opened my email on my phone. Tania had sent a short update. TANIA: I reviewed Arun’s dependency. Not urgent. Enjoy your weekend or I’m sending you an emotional invoice. I smiled a little. ME: I’m sitting in the woods while my two children build a failed state. TANIA: So, normal. I was about to reply when another notification dropped from the top of the screen. No name. Just a number. (Silver Falls looks good on you.)

“Bellator.” Toad smiled at her and took the phone. “This is Joseph. How can I help you?” He listened for a moment while Taz continued to look at him in shock. “I guess you could call me her manager.” He motioned for her to sit, afraid that she would pass out from how pale she looked. “Yes, we have lawyers on retainer.” Grabbing a well worn business card off the corkboard on the wall behind him, he gave all the contact information.

He answered almost instantly. Silence ensued. He’s such a hard opponent. I can’t win against him in words. Anyway, it’s not like telling him my situation can harm me. Maybe he could even help me by giving me high separation fee. Hehe… I just thought of that now. Because of that, I decided to act all pitiful to gain his sympathy. Let’s make use of this cute appearance right now. “You’re right… I am Tiffany, your secretary.” I stated, making my voice sound so dejected.

The long wait was over. My hands shook as I gripped the diagnosis report. 'Late-stage breast cancer.' The words echoed in my head, cracking something deep inside me. I lost it. Right there in the hospital lobby, I broke down, sobbing so hard my whole body trembled. With shaking fingers, I dug my phone out of my bag and called Carl. "Carl, I... I..." My voice wavered. How was I supposed to say the words that decided my fate?

He was angry and terrified. “Are you blind? You told him to leave?! What is in that brain of yours? If the card has no money, it shows zero point zero-zero, not all zeros! You stupid idiot! How could you tell the VIP guest to leave?!” Furiously, Forest shouted, “It’s over. You can pack your things and collect your final payslip from finance.” The teller was stunned. Did she lose her job because of this? “Sir, I…” She wanted to beg and plead, but Forest stopped her. “Get out, or I will blacklist you!”