What I Wouldn't Give Mga Nobela at Kwento

Absolutely fantastic. Either way, hell will freeze over before I just give up. They want us to go above and beyond for the elimination, you best believe I will.

“Yes. Can you accompany me to the Central Stadium this weekend? The local team is playing, and my kid brother is part of it. He wants me to come.” And you want me to come? The question echoed in my head. What a Bimbo—beautiful but brainless. “I have plans for the weekend. That can’t work.” I gave her no options. “Why?” Why what? Why do I have weekend plans, or why I wouldn't entertain her? This was exactly what I meant by Victoria’s stress. I didn’t answer. “Anyways, how is work?” “Good.” She was displeased with my curt answer. She could bang her head against a wall for all I cared.

"If I gave myself even a small amount of you... I won't want to give up. My heart leaped. "So don't."

Mom opened her mouth to say something, but the tech team suddenly erupted in cheers. "We got it! It's all exported!" Mom froze in shock. Under everyone's gaze, a clear, soft voice rang out from the recording, yet it spoke the most poisonous words. "I'll give you three million dollars to abduct Matilda. That bitch Judith has plenty of money, so you should use Matilda to extort her first. Once you get the cash, you may only kill her after you've had your fun. That way, you'll get both the money and the pleasure. It's a good deal, no?

I'm not going anywhere. "It's time to give them hell!"

It would be priceless. And I'm not going because of Clara!

One I wouldn't mess up. Not this time.

With love. Because I wasn’t giving up. Not now. Not ever.

Because I didn’t listen to my gut. But I’m not giving up. Not now. Not ever.

“I don't want this.” “You haven't even given this a chance. You haven't given me a chance.” “I don't need to Judge. I won't be one of your bought girls. if that's what you want i’m sure there are plenty who would take you up on it. but I am not the one for you.”