The Price Is Your Everything Novel Novels & Stories

After ten years studying interior design overseas, I came back to my hometown to do work that mattered to the people who raised me. I offered the full package, from site survey to soft furnishings. The materials were chosen by hand. The price was fair to the bone. The town had just gone through a redevelopment. Everyone was getting new units. With the new family policy, every family wanted a third bedroom too. My business was good. Customers from the next county were driving in. Then a girl just back from a city college kicked open my studio with her phone on a livestream and her neighbors at her shoulder. "This is the dishonest one. Look at her. She has been ripping the village off." "

He took a step closer, his glare cutting through her. In the past life, Vanessa had profited handsomely by selling project papers to shady buyers, funding her endless cosmetic enhancements. But this time? Every cent she swallowed would be regurgitated tenfold. And prison awaited her.

How could the baby withstand the violence of a grown-up man? Jack had heard of a special remedy from some doctor, so he brought the doctor to me. They pinned me to the bed and violently snatched the placenta. Jack had killed my baby before he had the chance to see the world. Before Jack left, he locked me in a room and took my phone. "Take good care of the baby. Don't blame me for this, Whitney Shaw. You owe Sandra. You deserve this punishment!" I tried to explain myself for the first time, but Jack could not be bothered to listen to me. I looked at him as he left.

Step by step, their greed, selfishness, ingratitude, and betrayal drive them to the edge. Kindness was a choice, a virtue. It was not an obligation, especially not for those who don’t deserve it. I often thought that if I hadn’t had that car, that office building, those connections like Mr. Parker, maybe the person digging through trash under the bridge that night would have been me. This world is never gentle. Sometimes, it’s cruel. This was my final lesson for Winnie and Noah. However, the tuition was steep. Too steep that they would pay for it with their lives.

I didn’t expect that my mom will asked him to guard us We started to roam around the mall, and we ended up her on the bookstore Harlow started looking at the Novel books. She stopped when she saw the series book of Rick Riordan; I know that it is the latest one. “you want it?” I asked “no, it is too expensive” she answered I just nodded Now we are in the pen section, she grab a lot of calligraphy pens and charcoal pencils, also a sketchbook “so you are into arts?” I asked

I walked into the inner part of the book shop and excused myself after I belched. “This one is Six Thousand Naira”. “If you interrupt mw again, you won’t like what I’ll do to you…” The shopkeeper saw my countenance and left me alone, before going to fetch cellophane bag. He picked up the 2009 Guinness Book of World Records and bagged it, and waited patiently for me to pick another book. I soon picked The Family by Mario Puzo and Carol Gino. I was handing the novel to the shopkeeper, who was already with a calculator, when I saw it. It was a dark hardcover book, with pink and dark designs. I smiled broadly and extracted it from the shelf with both hands.

He turned to Jade who seemed to be reading him and felt scared under her gaze. ‘Wait, why would a measly human evoke this feeling?’ he asked himself as he reached for a check book. “Um, miss Barista, what is the price?” he asked as he placed the book down. Wanting to see how far he would go after disrupting her afternoon, Jade spoke of an astronomical price and Neil was seething. Clearly, it wasn’t all that expensive yet she had hiked the price!

And I was being pushed into it. "I'm not for sale," I snapped. A flicker of something crossed his eyes. Brief. Unreadable. "Everyone has a price," he said simply. "I don't," I answered back. The room fell into silence. Heavy. Dangerous. For a moment, neither of us moved. Neither of us spoke. Then, my phone rang. The sharp sound sliced through the tension like a knife. I became curious as to who called. My heart skipped. Slowly, I reached into my bag and pulled it out.

“I’m sorry, Janice. “If Helen isn’t that busy at work and isn’t willing to come here and purchase the house with my mother, this misunderstanding wouldn’t have happened at all. “Everyone is looking at us. If we continue the fight here, everyone will treat us as a joke. That’s not good.”

Is it too awkward? “Wow! You look beautiful.” I pouted and was about to say something but she cut me off. “Shut up, it's perfect. We're taking it.” Finally, we're done with the dress. I looked at myself in the mirror before taking it off. It's not too bad. I checked the price and my mind blew off. A normal person can live for a month with this money. I sighed, I've a bad habit, I won't check the price until I want to buy it. If I had seen the price before, I should have told Amy something. Now she'll insist that I buy this dress.