The Big Short Audiobook Novels & Stories

It's not like he lacks anything and to think that he is slightly in the position to face Supreme Don. Well, that's not mind to bother about. All that matters is I get my fucking ads off this chair and go make billions in the easiest and simplest ways ever. "I will call you when I have her, and I impatiently await my rewards" Happiness is less than what I was feeling now, it's a miracle truly but the biggest miracle happens when I saw the figure of certain someone arguing with a red haired man, it was... Audrey! Life can't be any better when I've got my money staring at me in the face, oh baby! Just a little five minutes plot, I will get you.

because all that my brain could register is for me to get going. I knew she's going to be very mad at me for sending Ezekiel to show her what I said, through the iPad. "Black, make sure you drive her safely to her workplace and make sure that nothing bad happens to her!". Edward instructed Mister Black before leaving his house. In getting to his company, he had to change his mood and went back to his old cold, and wicked self. No one helped me to build this company, and when I started from the crash, the only thing that the rich billionaires of the town could do was laugh at me.

(THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW) "Damn! Hurry up! Oh, yeah!" Anastasia heard her boss growl. Her boss is in the office and as usual in his daily routine, he has a woman, again! And Anastasia in turn to be a great gossip secretary of Alexis Von Callahan. She was just outside the door of his boss's office and could only hear the growl inside. This is probably her daily job as a secretary whenever his boss brings a woman.

It worked. Damien’s assistant, Marcus, was not at his desk outside Damien’s office. The door was slightly open. I heard a voice inside. The first thing I heard was her laughter. It was a laugh, weak and rational. The kind of person who doesn't care what's funny. I pushed the door open.

Her parents went for an evening walk so she was waiting on them and decided to sit in the living room to watch a movie or anything to keep her mind off things. As she scrolled through channels, she passed one that was reading the news then took it back by two channels then increased the volume to hear what was been said. “It’s also said by the now CEO of the Reliso’s company, Darken Reliso, that he plans to expand the business of his father which he just took over months ago, and that the company he bought from the ‘Crashing Bernad’s’ will be used for other businesses he had in mind in the near future,” The newscaster said and continued casting other news.

The name Margaret Hale settled over the room like dust from an old, sealed box. Dominic sat motionless on the floor, the phone still in his hand. Grace remained in the doorway, her face carefully controlled, but the way her fingers tightened on the frame betrayed her. Alexander slept on, unaware that the quiet of the morning had just shifted into something heavier. “I need everything,” Dominic said at last. His voice was low and controlled, the way it became when he was forcing himself to stay calm. “Every record. Every payment. Every letter. If my father buried this, I want it dug up.”

I joked in my head. “That’s it,” he said, already turning away to leave. I closed the door and placed my palm against it for a moment, trying to collect my breath and focus. Jane was behind me not saying a word, she was just there waiting for me whenever I was ready. I walked to the table and placed the envelope down carefully, as if I might just wake up from a crazy dream. My name stared back at me in bold letters. I opened it. Pages slipped out, so many of them. Words like irreconcilable, dissolution, assets, and waived. Language stripped of emotion, many words that I absolutely couldn’t comprehend at this moment.

If he wanted me to fail, he’d have to watch me fight first. --- The audit room smelled of coffee and tension. Vendors lined one side of the table, our operations team the other. Everyone shuffled papers, checked watches, murmured quietly. And at the head of the table sat Damian, silent but sharp-eyed, radiating command like he’d been born for it. I was supposed to introduce myself and stumble. I was supposed to choke on numbers and lose their confidence. I could practically feel him daring me to fall apart. Not today. “Good afternoon,” I began, standing taller than I felt. My hands were clammy, but my voice—thankfully—was steady. “I’ve reviewed the logistics and compliance records. There are

She pulled a seat out, opened her laptop, and turned it on before sticking the drive into a port. She opened the drive. It was named the same thing that had been inscribed on the flash drive and she clicked on it. When it opened, she saw two files in it. One was an audio recording and another one was a video. I heard Scarlett heave a deep sigh before she clicked the audio. It began to play. We sat in silence as we listened. "You don't know what you're talking about." A voice that was unmistakably Kelvin flooded through the loudspeakers.

Something I haven’t used in years. The cab screeches to a halt in front of a building that screams power. Gold-framed glass doors. Security. Cameras. The kind of place you only walk into if you're either rich or dangerous. I am neither. But I’m angry. And sometimes, that’s enough. “Stay,” I tell the cab driver. “I might need a quick getaway.” His eyes widen. “Ma’am, are you…” I slam the door before he can finish. As I walk inside, I pull out the flash drive from my coat pocket. The one Leo gave me months ago. “Just in case,” he’d said. I didn’t ask questions. I didn’t want to know. But now?