Novel & Cerita The Big Short Audiobook

, Gustaf says, and Dylan clears his throat as he leans forward on the table and captures Gustaf's eyes on his. "Look, I know that this is difficult for you, but trust me, we will pay you more than what you will get if your company goes bankrupt and goes public, it will go into the auction, and you will get half of the money we will offer you," Dylan says. Gustaf crosses his arms in front of his massive stomach. He looks like any other super-rich white fat man.

"Mr. Kirk. I-I didn't know that you were the one who had endorsed Ms. Caroline. I know my mistake now. I'll apologize to her in person. Please give me another chance." Krik tapped the tip of his shoe on the ground and asked coldly, "Do you know who's the largest shareholder of this bank?" Mr. Donovan gritted his teeth and shuddered. "Morrison Corp." "Ha!" The smile on Kirk's face widened, but his icy gaze seemed like it could freeze Mr. Donovan.

All I knew was that I had to make a decision, and soon. The next day, I sat in the cafeteria, sipping my coffee and nibbling on a stale breakfast pastry. The TV in the corner was blaring, but I wasn't paying much attention to it. I was lost in my own thoughts, still trying to process the proposal Claus had made to me the day before. But then, suddenly, the TV caught my attention. A breaking news alert flashed on the screen, and the anchor's voice was urgent and serious. "We interrupt your regular programming to bring you this breaking news," the anchor said. "The billionaire owner of Montenegro Industries is mourning the sudden passing of his wife, the mother of CEO Raphael Montenegro."

Lean sighed in disbelief. She was right—oh, my God! Suddenly, I started to think about what she said. I wasn’t sure, but my gut feeling grew stronger. What if Louie was the one the news was talking about? What if he was... The Missing Billionaire??

Emma scoffed. “Is that a problem strawberry shortcake?” Oliver asked. “Yes, it’s a big fucking problem Olly! We do cars not drugs.” Emma said, more respectfully. Oliver stood from his seat and walked across the long room, past Lucas and Emma. He tilted a painting to the side revealing a hidden holo-phone. After moving his hand along the holo-screen a few times, the ceiling began lowering. The table now held thousands of tightly wrapped plastic bricks of black tar. “Not anymore.” Oliver stated plainly. He walked back his seat.

-00- "Hello, I already said that today I can't chair the meeting because I have to attend the opening of my lover's boutique. Rearrange my schedule and ask the investors to postpone it until tomorrow. Or they can wait for Aciel to come back from Holland if they want.” A man in an expensive suit spoke loudly to someone on the phone as he walked hastily into a crowded building. Several men dressed as bodyguards immediately bowed respectfully as Sian calmly walked past them while still clutching his cellphone in a huff.

But don't worry, it will be revised soon so it's comfortable to read. Season 1 of The Hidden Billionaire is over, readers. I'll be back for season 2, readers, but probably won't be as fast as the season 1 update. Thank You, Zila Aicha

Christopher and Alexander exchanged a glance. "We need a story," Christopher said. "Not a false one. A true one, told well, in a form that a courtroom, a newsroom, and an ordinary person scrolling on their phone can all understand in under ninety seconds. Thirty years of financial records is compelling to a forensic accountant. It's unreadable to everyone else. We need something that makes people feel the truth of it, not just verify the truth of it." I understood, slowly, what he was asking, and something in me went very still and very clear at that moment.

She paused, leaning closer to me through the table, "Dear child, it isn't right for one to leave their parent at old age, huh?" I nodded making moves to walk away. One thing about Ms Jam was that she could be as nosy as she is sweet. It was best to enjoy the flare and move on as quickly as possible. Walking at a quicker pace, I got to the familiar brown door, taking a deep breath and trying hard to keep my emotions at bay. I knocked, nibbling on my lower lips. "Come in," a voice welcomed me from behind. I pushed the door open to see the studious man who had his head bowed and his eyes dancing through a file while his hands jumped on keypads in front of his computer.

We hadn't noticed the others that have arrived and waiting for us to finish our conversation. "Thank you Ava, I spent the whole lesson trying to figure that out". Jaxon sighed in relief. "No problem". "You guys done?", Harp raised an eyebrow in question. I nodded, as Lena wrapped her arm in mine and we started to walk to our lesson. "Guys have you read the news?", Max questioned us. "What about the news?", Aspen responded. "You know the news about Kingston Ltd. This year they made eight million and she donated all of it to orphanages across the world", Austin explained to the group.