The Bargainer Novels & Stories

The sudden realization that my plan was crashing, and the walls of my mission was crumbling, dug deep into my soul, rekindling my quest for vengeance. I hesitated, letting my hammering heart steady a bit, then said, "They didn't try enough then. I mean what's so difficult in convincing a company to sign a beneficial deal, all they freaking had to do was give them fake promises, lure them in with benefits.... even if they are not there." The line was quiet for a while, and the lingering silence seemed to cut deep into my flesh. "You should get them to sign the damn agreement, no matter what it takes," I declared, my voice dripping with seriousness.

I know I shouldn't be saying this in my state but this man is gorgeous, and, aside from the fact that he was handsome, he also had this look of arrogance as he glanced at his watch every second like he had no time to waste here. He walked in slowly and stood behind the door. "Who..who are you?" I asked awakening myself from the lustful thoughts I have of him already. He took a glance at the paper in his hands and then moved closer to me. "Hazel Carter..." He called, his voice sounding so deep. I listened attentively and waited for him to complete his sentence. "I am here to propose a deal. I'll pay all the expenses for your surgery, and give you an additional five hundred thousand dollars if

"Not yet. Not until we're settled in Ravenwood." "Charles, what have you done?" Mother's voice carried a note of desperation I'd never heard from her before. "What kind of bargain did you make?" "The only kind I could," Father replied. "The kind that keeps us alive." Alive. Not comfortable, not secure—alive. As if our very survival had been in question. "And Catherine?" Mother asked. "What does this mean for Catherine?" The silence that followed was answer enough. Whatever Father had promised, whatever bargain he'd struck, it centered on me. I was the currency he'd used to purchase our temporary salvation.

They would be filled with a strong sense of hatred whenever they saw it. So, why was a victim of the product carrying the product around instead? The only reason that could explain her behavior was that Lena was representing someone with the goal of bankrupting Timbergale Corporation. She had prepared the cosmetic product in advance to make things difficult for their negotiator. No matter who came, they would not want to become like them and would refuse to smear the ointment on their faces. When that happened, she would use her position as the victims' representative and encourage everyone to not sign the agreement. They would ask for more money so that Timbergale Corporation would end up b

Damian ran his hand down his dress, adjusting it , his tightened face still locked on the guard who stepped aside for him to get in. Immediately Damian stepped his feet into the room, he leaned in, pointing a stiff finger at Mark, “You bastard, how dare you turn…” his finger pointed back at his chest, “My investors against me. Huh?" His chest heaved in the quest to calm his raging heart, throbbing with pain.

It was as if he was afraid of angering Zaire to the extent that Zaire would cancel the entire contract. Assistant Onyx’s gaze fell on the middle-aged man, and he sneered with disdain. A thought flickered through his mind: this person is very daring. The boss is famously known as the king of negotiations. Whenever the boss states his percentage, you either accept it or you leave... "Agreed." Zaire asserted in concurring and stood up. Under the soft light, one won’t fail to catch his softened expression and his curved-up lips. It wasn’t hard to notice that he was in a good mood.

"I believe we are all here with a shared understanding of the purpose of this meeting." King Harry nodded solemnly. "Indeed, Richard. We appreciate your willingness to discuss this matter openly." Vanessa bit her lip, stealing a glance at Edward. His facial expressions gave no clues, his eyes from time to time meeting hers before flickering away. She knew little about him beyond his public personality: wealthy, influential, and undeniably arrogant. Damian Clark continued, addressing both families with a calm voice. "As you are aware, our proposal is based on mutual benefit. The Clark family is prepared to make significant investments in Richardson Kingdom's assets, provided the union between

After all, it would be better for them to keep a low profile at this crowded place. “Bargaining is fun!” Heather said with a smile. There wasn’t even the slightest hint of her usual unfriendliness. “As long as you like it.” It was then that Matthias finally came to a realization. It turned out that Heather was experiencing the fun of bargaining. How surprising is it that she can even find simple happiness in doing such a thing? “Well, why don’t we buy some other things then?” After experiencing the fun of it, Heather wanted to continue bargaining. As long as she managed to cut some price, she would always be on the earning end.

At least he was honest about holding something back. “So I helped you too,” I said. “Yes,” he answered simply. “You did.” That truth settled between us in a strange way. Until then, I had only seen myself as the desperate one, the woman who had begged for rescue with nothing to offer in return. But Xavier had needed something too. The bargain had not been one-sided after all. After a moment, Xavier rose from his chair. “I have a meeting in a few minutes.” I nodded. He took a step, then stopped and looked back at me. “You should eat more today.”

"How do I not deserve it? Do you realize how old I am now? I can't believe I stayed up so late for the sake of your ex-father-in-law. I'm putting my life at risk here! I have probably one less day to live now because of how tired I got last night. Isn't a day of my life worth one million? Your wife demanded two and a half million from me when you were slashed at the bar back then! How am I not worth it if even you're worth that much?" Vermont could just not forget about the two and a half million, so he had to take the opportunity to ask for some back. Otherwise, his "thrifty" character would never allow him to sleep soundly at night! Keegan utilized the bargaining skills he learned from Ste