Was Gravity Falls Canceled の小説・ストーリー

Despite knowing all this, I was still a little delusional. Suddenly, I sensed a wave of nausea down my throat. I leaned over the edge of the bed and started vomiting. Chris was oblivious to this. He continued to speak with a tone of superiority. "If you want to throw a tantrum, do it on your own. Don't drag Caleb's girlfriend into this. They agreed to meet their parents to discuss and decide on their wedding date. Now, she's nowhere to be found!

They thought by making a fuss, they could turn this benefit into cash. What they never considered was that this benefit was never theirs to claim—it was a gift I had paid for from my own pocket. "Impossible!" Keira screamed. "You're lying! You're a greedy capitalist who's trying to take all the money for yourself!" "Believe whatever you want," I said expressionlessly. "And one more thing—because of the recent public backlash, the company's reputation has taken a serious hit. As a result, our largest partner has just frozen all cooperation with us."

“Then what are you going to do?” Cassie touched her chin and said lightly, “I want to teach the cast a lesson.” Javen's brows jumped. “What do you mean?” “You'll know it by then.” Cassie smiled and had a plan in her mind. … Early the next morning, a message was sent from Twitter saying that “The Great Past of Chigrove” would be postponed and could not be released with “When I Meet You”. “When I Meet You” was the campus love drama that Jones and Teddy shot together.

I said again as he didn’t answer. When the door of the room suddenly opens and Manager Clea enters with a worry on her face. “Hey, what's happening? He asks them to pack up, didn’t we sign for three concepts for this?” I ask and she walks towards me. “The…the shooting was canceled.” She answered and handed me the coat. “What? Why?” I ask. “I don’t know, but the company called and said that the contract has been canceled…and…and the others.” She said, “Wha…what? Why? I…thought everything was good? Did they say why? And…and isn’t this breach of contract?” I ask confused as everyone around us starts to clean up.

“We’re going to lose everything, Ryan. The clients, the orders, the trust—” He crouched in front of me, his gaze steady, searching. “You built this from scratch, Celeste. One article won’t erase that. We’ll face them head-on.” I looked at him then, wanting to believe it. But his calm eyes made it hard to tell if he was reassuring me or himself. The office door burst open. Grace entered first, hair messy, phone in hand. “Half of tomorrow’s appointments just canceled. Jenny’s fielding calls, but we’re drowning.”

They treated Matthew and Brandon both as family, so how could Matthew stand to see them hurt in this way? On the other hand, Brandon had just thought of something. He said to the group "This may explain why the donations to the Green Children's Foundation have dropped off over the last few weeks. In Shanghai, I had planned a gala for the first of next month. But ticket sales have been extremely slow. Some have even asked for refunds. And the Band that I hired has already cancelled, using some lame excuse. That is in stark contrast to every other event that we have held so far. Everytime I announce a fund raising event, in the past, people are clamoring to get tickets even before they go on s

Every unread email felt like a ticking time bomb. Then the time bomb went off. Subject: Official Gallery Notice – Exhibit Cancellation From: events@EverlightArtsCenter.org Dear Ms. Perez, We regret to inform you that due to recent legal complications regarding the provenance of your work, the upcoming "Tide & Truth" exhibition has been indefinitely postponed. We hope the matter is resolved quickly and appreciate your understanding. My ears rang. This wasn’t just an exhibit. It was the exhibit—my first solo show. Months of prep, sketches, installations. Gone. Smothered by Camille’s shadow.

"Where have you been? I've been calling for hours." "I know. I'm sorry. Things have been—" My voice cracked. I took a breath and tried again. "What's happening? Your texts said—" "Everything is falling apart." He sounded like he hadn't slept, like he'd been running on nothing but panic and caffeine. "The Riverside deal collapsed this morning. They cited some clause in the contract I've never even heard of. Then Morrison Films pulled out—said they were going in a different direction." "Daniel Morrison?" I sat up straighter, wiping my eyes. "But he just reached out about collaborating—"

He answered in a sluggish and irritable voice. “Yadon, you need to help me. Sob…” At the end of the line was Grace crying up a storm. “What happened?” Yadon was a little annoyed. “Yadon, the shooting ended quite late last night at the crew set. Natalie blocked me in the washroom and warned me to stay away from you. Sob…” Grace whined, “She’s not as fragile as she looks. She hit me and even pushed me. She accidentally lost her balance and slipped onto the floor. She complained to Summer and now SN Holdings wants me to apologize to her. And if I don’t, they will cancel my role. Sob… Yadon, you must help me…”

"I'm not a guest. If I get thirsty, I know the refrigerator." Mrs. Graves surrendered, letting out a small laugh as she made to leave. Her husband called her back, and asked her to sit with them. "This is a serious matter." Mr. Graves began. "I wish to restart the company." He announced. Mrs. Graves stared at him in mild shock. Was this Jessica's doing? She wouldn't be surprised. Greg scratched his head. "That's alright if you want to. Do you have a plan drafted out? You know the government has revoked your license."