The Millionaire Detective Balance: Unlimited Mga Nobela at Kwento

] [Male lead Ezra Everton's love meter has exceeded max capacity! [Hidden fortune unlocked!] [Massive asset transfer in progress... 3, 2, 1!] Then a bank notification popped up: [Deposit Alert: $10,000,000.00 has been credited to your account ending in 8888 on May 5. Memo: Future Mrs. Everton Fund.] Six zeros. Seven zeros. Ten million?! I froze. My hand went numb. And my phone slipped from my fingers. Ezra caught the phone smoothly, glanced at the screen, and raised a brow.

Opening my eyes, I was greeted by the sight of a familiar ceiling, accompanied by the comforting scent from my diffuser. Warm sunlight filtered softly through the gaps in the curtains. I realized that I was back in my own world. Checking the phone, I found a bank alert. [Dear Ms. Lindsey Knowles, your account received $300 million on November 11. The current balance is $300,001,250.34.] Staring at those long strings of zeros, I burst out laughing. Leaping from my soft king-sized bed, I flung open the curtains to reveal the familiar city outside, buzzing with traffic and life.

Doctor Smith yelled and Bella giggled. "You're talking as if you have ever made five hundred million dollars in your entire life, have you ever seen such money. Five hundred million dollars is like a celebrity's net worth and you want such a huge amount of money just for a simple job? You're so greedy Mr Smith. It's not like it's a job involving covering up a politician's dirty work. What makes you think I would give you five hundred million just for a simple task? Are you dumb or something? I was even planning to send you a hundred thousand but I was considerate and decided to send you five hundred thousand instead. Now, let me make this clear to you, if you still love your job so much, don

I gasped and clamped my mouth when it dawned on me that they are talking about my house. "That's good , How much is your remaining balance" " Our balance is 40 million" "Ok , 40 mill.... 40 what?!" "Sir , your ears has been working since, we said Forty million dollars" The man said brusquely. "I thought I gave you twenty million and our agreed balance was two million , why Forty million dollars" " We are talking about the lives of human beings , not chickens , okay?" "But.." "No buts ,Mr Rogers or else I'll tell the whole world what you sent us for "

"No, Grimes, I can't get enough. And, by the way, I'll be very clear: I'll only tell you everything that happened, everything, when you pay for it." I stared at her, dumbfounded. "Pay for it? What do you want, Alessia?" She smiled mischievously, as if she already knew the answer. "What do I want? Well, it's nothing you can't afford. One hundred thousand dollars." She paused, watching my reaction. "That's right. You're a billionaire CEO, right? You won't care about a sum like that, will you?" I stood still, staring at her with hatred and disbelief. "One hundred thousand dollars?" I repeated, my voice tense. "You destroyed my life for... for five thousand dollars. Now you want a hundred thousa

I slid down the screen to uncover a message from my banker. ~Mr. Maximilian McTavish, a cashier's check from your account, has been cashed in the amount of $155,000.~ I threw my head back and laughed. "OK Meredith, I understand you enjoy playing dirty," I got serious now. "Let the games begin."

Her acceptance, despite the revelation about his family's financial status, reassured him that their connection went beyond material wealth. Adrian couldn't help but be relieved by Evelyn's nonchalant response. Her acceptance, despite the revelation about his family's financial status, reassured him that their connection went beyond material wealth. "I'm glad you feel that way," Adrian said, a genuine smile playing on his lips. "I wanted to be honest with you, Evelyn. I believe in transparency in our relationship." Evelyn nodded, appreciating his honesty. "Adrian, wealth doesn't define a person, and it certainly doesn't define love. I remember my mother," she said, her voice sounding sad.

the boss replied. "What?" Mildred raised her voice in disbelief. "Six million?" "You're lying. It was five million," Justin shouted. "Do you think there’s no interest?" The boss gave Justin a cold look. Justin faltered. Mildred was so shocked that she nearly fainted. "Six… million?" Her voice trembled. She knew the man was not lying. Justin had shouted five million earlier, confirming the amount. However, five million was an astronomical figure, especially with the exorbitant interest rates in underground casinos. One night's interest alone would be staggering.

Despite everything – the attack, the threatening message, Emily's warning, I couldn't help but feel drawn to him. What kind of secrets was he hiding? And more importantly, was I ready to find out? "Acadia? Are you still there?" Emily's voice brought me back to our conversation. "Yeah, sorry. What exactly did you find?" I walked back to my room as I spoke, needing privacy for this conversation. Emily lowered her voice. "His family... they're connected to some serious underground operations. I'm talking money laundering, blackmail, corporate espionage. But here's the weird part, Dante seems to be the only clean one."