The Golden Ticket The Office の小説・ストーリー

Cornell turned and stared incredulously at Ellie. "That's nonsense! You were the one who kept pestering me for VIP tickets! You also said that you were willing to do anything as long as I brought you along with me!" They continued tearing each other down in public, their reputations be damned. I watched the farce coldly before retrieving a USB stick from my purse. Then, I handed it to Theo. "May I borrow the big screen for a bit, Theo?"

“Sure thing!” said Gerald with a smile as he pulled ten tickets out of his pocket. He then handed one over to Bianca. “….What the f*ck?” Everyone in the office was stunned. “…Are… are those real?” “What? Gerald’s actually managed to get so many tickets?” “Hold on, there’s no way those could be real!” shouted the girls as they surrounded Gerald. “…Oh god, these tickets are for the highest point of the T zone! Celebrities will greet their fans there! If you have these tickets you’ll be able to see them up close!”

"I love that idea.. now stop crying, you already cried earlier today and now crying again.. I hate it.” "I'm not hungry right now.. I can live forever just kissing you as my everyday dish." I smirked and he laughed. "What kind of saying is that beautiful?" He took out his wallet suddenly my eyes widen as I see a gold card with his name written on it. "Hailey.. listen to me carefully.” He said and I nodded. "This is a Gold Card, Kenneth made it for all of us to access all of their office and secret places. If this Gold Card went to a wrong person, we're doomed.”

-/Country A/- Golden Heights Corporation ~~~ Meanwhile, in an office on the hundredth floor of Golden Heights Corporation, Trey Collins stared blankly at the vast ocean view through the glass wall of his enormous office. With a fierce look on his face, if there’s one thing that riled him, it’s when things don’t go his way. He turned around to face his three highly skilled, efficient detectives, who were able to retrieve a needle when dropped into the vast sea but were standing in front of him, repeating the same bullshit.

"What's in it for me?" Getting the reaction she wanted, Gemma smiled as she picked up the golden card and held it between her forefinger and middle finger. "A ticket to wherever you want to go and enough money to keep you going for three years." Olivia looked at the card and guessed that it must have at least a few million dollars in it. "Ten years." She negotiated. "Five." Gemma looked like she would drop the deal if Olivia continued to press.

Understanding the situation, he offered to guide her. Maya and John made their way towards the final room on the tenth floor. As they approached, there was no mistaking it - the door before them was undeniably the CEO's office. A door made of pure gold? That's definitely something Tony is capable of doing. John reached for a button situated near the door and informed Mr. Tony of Maya's arrival. No one dared to knock on that golden door, unless you are okay losing your job. With a swift motion, Tony opened the door from the inside, granting Maya access to his domain. "You're not coming in?" Maya questioned John, puzzled by his hesitation.

I can't get a ticket to the Golden Prime Auction. Felix immediately pulled out his phone. "No worries. This information is enough. I'll handle the ticket situation." He called Vivian right away. "Vivian, get me a ticket to the Golden Prime Auction in Yartford." But Vivian's response caught Felix off guard. "Felix, I don't have the connections to get a Golden Prime Auction ticket."

The larger one contained plane tickets, passports, and reservation details, which he gave to Ma’Heron - aka M - who was in the middle of an animated discussion with his Alpha, Vincent Riegel, and Silvercrest’s Beta, Aaron Keizer. The three men inside the large office, each of them muscular, broad-shouldered, tall, and good-looking in their own ways, all looked at Bren as he rattled off his report to his immediate superior, “Gamma, I finally got everything in order for you and your wife’s special wedding anniversary.”

“Anyone who holds a golden ticket can claim an item at its starting price, no matter how high the bidding goes! I already told them I have one, and yet they refuse to give me the necklace. Besides, no one else has even presented a golden ticket!” My father’s mistress’s expression immediately hardened. “I am the King’s wife!” she declared. “If my family wants something from this auction house, you will give it to us. Do you have any idea who you’re dealing with?” I gave Ms. Thompson a discreet gesture, leaving the matter in her hands. “Consort, we’re only following the rules of the auction,” Ms. Thompson replied calmly. “We cannot simply hand over an item without a valid golden ticket. If we

The white parchment paper still sat on his desk, the gold-embossed gala ticket resting beside it like a mockery. Every single instinct in his body was screaming at him. This wasn't a tantrum. It wasn't a desperate cry for attention from a neglected housewife. Aurora had systematically cut off his multi-billion-dollar acquisition of Meridian Logistics, signed her name away from his fortune, and completely vanished into thin air, leaving him holding a ticket to his own corporate execution.