Twenty-five Thousand Five Hundred Novelas e Histórias

in an era of time where slavery was an approved trade, Naomi and her family were constrained to the Stanley's family, noble, respected. That is, until the fiftieth year. The fiftieth year was symbolic for freedom and every slave was free to leave if they wanted. But can Naomi and her family last till that year without things changing drastically. She tells her story, from some time where things took a different turn from the normalcy of her life. 22years into the fifty years, 8 years to the fiftieth year.

Joseph put the phone on speaker and frowned when he didn't know how much to ask for. Alice held up five fingers, thinking 50 would be enough. Joseph mouthed, "500?" Shaking her head, Alice clenched her fist and whispered, "50!" Joseph didn't hear her clearly, but he understood Alice's meaning, so he added a zero. "Five thousand." Avery checked her balance. Seeing that taking out this amount of money wouldn't affect her life at all, she said, "Alright. I'll transfer it to you." Alice widened her eyes in disbelief.

When I counted it, I couldn't stop smiling. I had thirty one thousand, two hundred and 50 pounds to my name. Life was bliss!

“Two hundred and fifty thousand dollars.” “Two… two hundred and fifty thousand dollars?”

Some were ten, some were twenty, thirty, or even fifty and hundred. Albert picked a card with a thirty written on it. He threw the card to the driver's seat and said, “There are five hundred thousand dollars in the card. The password is 5, 0, 0, 0 ,0 ,0. You guys can spend it freely and split the remainder among yourself.”

“Twenty.” “Twenty-five,” Cake said without hesitation. The handler pointed toward her. “Twenty-five million from Mrs. Vescari.” A few heads turned. Someone countered. “Thirty.” “Forty,” Cake replied. Enzo leaned slightly toward me. “She likes it,” he murmured. Clearly. The numbers continued to climb. “Forty-five.” “Fifty.” The handler lifted his gavel slightly.“Fifty million. Going once —” Cake leaned toward me briefly. “I might owe you a few million,” she whispered.

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.

Suddenly, Vector moved, raising his tab. "Five hundred million dollars! Five hundred million dollars for this piece! And it is sold! Five hundred million dollars!"

I type in five thousand bucks again. Instantly, his face appears on my screen.

“Fine! Put your money on it! Five hundred dollars!” “Deal! I’ll let you know how it goes when I get home from the date!”