Novel & Cerita The Fool Element

Soren’s POV He stared at me as if I’d suddenly sprouted two heads. Then he burst out laughing, clutching his knees, throwing his head back, glancing at me between fits of laughter. “Is something funny, Felix?” I ground out. He straightened, cleared his throat, and adjusted his tie. “Nothing, Sir.” He shook his head. “Then answer the damn question.” Felix raised a hand, thumb and forefinger pinched together. “Can I ask you one, Sir? Just one? Are you suddenly into K-dramas? I just want to let you know that no matter how good and realistic they look, they’re never true.”

Rosie pov, How easy it is to call someone fool..Before we call them fool, we don't even think why they look or behave like fool infront of our eyes.. If a girl show her stupidity infront of a man means there will be only one reason that she truly loves him..

” I said in a tiny voice. He sighed heavily like a mad dad. I squealed when he dragged me, falling into his legs. I wasn’t expecting that. I covered my mouth in shock and slapped his chest after. ”Elijah!” ”I don’t get you. People say I’m smart… intelligent. But why do I feel like a fool when it comes to you?” I felt his breath on my face. Something in his eyes speaks that my inner confidence had left me. My eyes went to my fingers and I played with it because I really don’t know how I am supposed to look at his eyes.

You know those guys in your school? Not the normal ones, but the fuckboys? Yeah, those ones. If you don't know those guys, then you may just not know the meaning of the term fuckboy . Generally, a fuckboy is actually an attractive, funny guy. Usually you wouldn't want to admit it, but everyone knows it, even himself. A fuckboy has an unhealthy amount of confidence in himself which helps him to lead girls on just for hookups. He'll say that he's really into you but doesn't want to deal with an actual relationship. He thinks about himself and only himself all the time but is nice to most people.

He nudged his nose into my palm the way he always had, small and warm and persistent. The fake dog abuse video was confirmed as a deepfake, and cease and desist letters were already in Lucas’s inbox. Once I’d cleared the loose ends, I walked toward the conference room. Today was my first company-wide meeting as head of the Harlow Group. The MC finished the introduction and applause came from the floor. I was reaching for the mic when my throat went cold. The MC’s arm came from behind me, locking across my chest. Something sharp pressed against my neck.

But to me, it's about as appealing as swallowing a fly. Geoffrey's brow furrowed slightly, and his tone grew heavier. "Mel! You'll hold half the shares of Parker Corp. That's your leverage! The illegitimate child will just serve to push your child to become stronger in the future. Why can't you see that?" "And if I insist on a divorce?" I met his gaze head-on. The last trace of kindness vanished from Geoffrey's face. He stood up, striking his cane heavily against the floor. "Parker Corp.'s stock price is at a critical juncture. I will not allow any negative news to affect the bigger picture.

Reaching for it, it stops face up, and to the purple neon light that slowly faded, the symbol of the roman number I is shown, and to the perfect picture of the man in the middle traveling in a path, the card name is read as ‘THE FOOL’. “NO MATTER WHAT, DO NOT TRUST ANYONE.”

Thank God. “You fucking bastard!”

You should be thanking me. An intense roaring filled my head as the cold and hard truth hit me. It was as if my world was crumbling right before my eyes. I snapped entirely. "You enjoyed playing the role of someone with speech impairment, huh?" I picked up the mop and swung it at Felicia and Aaron. "You sure are generous, Mr. Schumer. You don't seem to mind tangling with an heiress who happens to be an ordinary bottom-feeder's sloppy seconds!" Just as the mop was inches away from Aaron, Felicia shielded him. I couldn't draw the mop back in time, and all I heard was a muffled thud as the mop struck her squarely on the arm.

"There they are! That shameless pair! They hurt Rick and still dare to hold a funeral here? Hypocrites!" When they saw me, it was like they'd found their target. Anything they could throw came flying my way. "This is all your fault! You set him up!" Hard, cold objects slammed into my body. I tried to stop them, but a man lunged forward and shoved me hard to the ground. In the chaos, a heavy candlestick crashed against my head. My vision went black, and I passed out. In less than ten minutes, the enraged "fans" had reduced the funeral hall to rubble.