Novel & Cerita Thirteen Fifty

"I'm sorry. I accidentally cut my hand today. Kevin..." I ignored her and looked straight at him. "My mom is sick. You're the only one who can save her. Come with me. Now." He hesitated. That single second told me everything. "Fiona just had an accident. She's emotionally unstable. I can't leave. Your mom should be fine. Tomorrow—" "Tomorrow?" My voice trembled. "My mom can't wait until tomorrow." "But Fiona can't be left alone either—"

Catherine Mason looked at me in shock. “What do you mean by this?” he asked, waving the document at me. “What do you think you’re doing?” “Going 50/50,” I replied. “This is being fair. You love fairness, don’t you?” “Five million dollars?” he shouted. “And you think this makes any sense?”

She thinks it was absurd to answer the kid's question. "Fifty five times and then what? After that I'm all gloomy? You're so ridiculous kid. Why don't you go find your momma, hmm?" "But would you? If you answer I'll go but be warned. Once the fifty fifth is taken, I don't know if you can take it all in," the kid said, gazing at her intensely. Chassy doesn't even get the kid. Thinking it's just some child's game she rolls her eyes and answered, "Yeah sure, make me smile fifty five times kid," mocking the kid.

She desperately wanted to see Adrian die before her. "Thirty sounds okay, but maybe you could add a few more?" Fynn bargained with her. "Fifty perhaps?" Thalia's facial muscles twitched. After contemplating for about half a minute, she said, “Fine, fifty, and don't push your luck!" "Okay, hurry along then. Your subordinates seem to be struggling." Fynn turned and looked toward the village. Although all he saw were the wooden houses, he could sense that Adrian was engaged in a fierce battle with Thalia's subordinates.

Was I really about to be handed over to Jason? My chest tightened and I could barely breathe. “Five million going…” the manager announced, practically vibrating with excitement. He looked like a man who had just won the lottery. He lifted the mallet, ready to slam it down and close the deal; but he was suddenly interrupted… "FIFTY MILLION DOLLARS..." A deep, calm voice came from the back and the whole room froze. Every head turned slowly towards the entrance. I squinted through the harsh stage lights, trying to get a glimpse of who the person was. A tall figure stood near the exit, completely still, like he had been there the entire time watching.