روايات وقصص ضمن The Price Of Everything Book

" I inhaled deeply, giving my car's trunk a thorough once-over. Sure, it looked a bit worn, but it was a car my parents had splurged on back in the day. Any damaged part would need the original piece for repairs, costing more than a new ride. I faced the thrilled crowd and, with an icy edge, said, "If you're not going through insurance, then you better cover my car's repair bill." Patrick sneered at me, saying, "Money, money, money. Is that all you ever talk about? I can't believe how materialistic you are, Yvonne. You're such a letdown."

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.

⸻ A Familiar Knock Two days later, Jordan showed up at her bookstore. The chime of the door startled her as she rearranged a display near the entrance. She looked up, expecting a customer—only to see him standing there, hands in his pockets, watching her like he had every right to be there. Naomi exhaled slowly, setting down the book in her hand. “If you’re here to buy something, we close in twenty minutes.” Jordan smirked. “And if I’m not?”

Fenella’s POV “Is it true that you’re going to pay for the items to be given away for free?” An elderly woman gasped, asking for confirmation. “Yes, it’s true. Take whatever you like, and I’ll pay for it.” Alan nodded quickly. “Don’t listen to him!” I tried to hold them back, but the older women were getting more and more excited. “Even this book, will you pay $200 for it?” “Yes, anything.” Alan nodded confidently again.

“Tell me everything.” ***

Hazel asked. "Correct." Professor Watson nodded. “The electronic version is only a scan of the printed version. There was really no cost. No matter how much it is sold, you can make a profit.” "Since our goal is to sell the printed version, then the package will be priced at 88 dollars," Hazel said calmly. Vanessa sneered, this was Hazel’s genius idea? She didn't wait for Hazel to finish the rest of her thought. Vanessa couldn’t help but say, "Hazel, how can you say this? The printing version is 88. The combination package will be 88, too. You are going to let those who bought the electronic version think that the electronic version is worthless and they bought trash?"

But because of this mentality, if the eight people thought so, they would actually become extremely fierce. Yvonne couldn't help but feel a little excited as she watched the eight of them add more money to the four books and increase the price of each book by more than 4 billion. After all, based on the current situation, the price of the four secret manuals had reached 16 billion, which meant that this sum of money could greatly reduce the financial difficulties of Nightsky City. She really wanted to remind Samuel, but when she looked back, she found that Samuel was calm at this time. He just watched the eight people fighting quietly.

I frowned, thinking about that aspect of my situation. "Why did you give your book that title?" A man towards the back of the room asked. "Oh, yes the title, so as you all know the title of my book is 'Everything Happens For A Reason', I suppose I chose it as I have a history of using that phrase and letting it be of comfort to me while growing up when small upsetting things would happen. And then of course, I got taken, and well I feel like it's a very hopeful phrase, but I definitely found myself using it as motivation to keep going during the months Noah had me."

Each item was no less than one hundred thousand dollars, I blinked and handed the book back to Ethan. “Did you see anything you liked?” He asked, searching through the book himself. I shook my head no. My mouth felt dry as I thought about the outrageous prices, I barely looked at any of the items. I couldn’t focus on anything but the amount of money that people were about to be spending at this event.

Or am I dreaming? I just cannot believe my eyes. * * * * * (To be continued in the book named "Price Of Pryce")