Why Is The Fox And The Hound Book So Expensive Novels & Stories

"You can probably fool one or two rich ladies with the photos you've taken. We're not really asking much from you by making you pay a fine of 1.28 million dollars." Not only did he make me sound like a greedy, materialistic person, but the manager had also put the other customers who were dining here down. I took a glance at his name tag. His name was Joseph Hill. "Mr. Hill, someone like you is more suited to be a fortune teller. Being a manager is a waste of your talent. You could tell so much about me without asking me any questions. You must have some sort of psychic powers!" Joseph's expression hardened.

Abelin said calmly, "Mr. Fox is a brilliant businessman. He'd never spend a penny on something unworthy. If he paid you that much, that means he values you as much. "You have to know that finding that treasure for him means so much to him that it's beyond your imagination. Without you, the treasure would have stayed underground. In another couple hundred years, those paintings would've been unsalvageable." Abelin was talking matter-of-factly. Holly couldn't quite respond for a moment. After ushering him out, she called Hunter. "Why did you pay me so much, Mr. Fox?" Hunter laughed. "I've lived for many years, and yet, you're the first person I've met who complained about being paid too much."

"Darling, you've rented that horse for six hours. It's a high-quality purebred horse from Ansela. Each hour with that beauty costs over $5,000, so it comes to over $30,000 for six hours. Technically, it's $30,600, but I'm feeling generous today. Let's settle on an even $30,000." Cirilla's eyes widened. She could not believe her ears. "You said what now?' The man with dyed hair repeated, "$30,000, sweetie." "Are you kidding me!? This is a robbery! An organized robbery! You don't even look like a good guy at all! You look like a robber!" she protested in rage, her voice raised. Logan and Etiennette were just as taken aback. Did they just walk into some scammer's ranch or something?

“So crazy! Why if it’s a man can be called a wizard while a girl is called a witch who must be burned alive?! Does the writer of this novel hate women or what?” My chest rumbled. The drowsiness soon disappeared. I continued reading with determination, even when the sun starts to fall from its place. The light I got is getting fainter. But it's okay because the library lights have turned on as if evening arrived. When I turned over the next sheet of the newspaper, my eyes trembled. “Hmm? This is!” “Why are the prices of houses so expensive?! Is it because it's in the capital, huh? How much do I need to save so I can buy a house in a safe place?” I grunted irritably.