Why Was Sang Woo In Debt Novels & Stories

Catherin asked, almost in tears upon hearing Kayona's explanation. "Your father owes money for Ava's surgery. Mr. Louis said that we don't need to pay with money, but with a promise. A promise to marry you to Mr. Louis's son," Kayona replied, further breaking Catherin's heart. Ava was her younger sister who was still in elementary school.

Dean chatted that he would wait for me outside his unit, I made sure first that ma’am Julia didn’t follow me. "What if I ask for your Socmed accounts, will you give them?" I randomly asked while lying on the sofa. My head was leaning on his thigh because he was sitting and reading the paper works of his students. Yep, this is how we bond, it's simple yet we have quality time together. We don't need fine restaurants because I also don't want Dean to spend. He recently got rid of his debts, including his loan from our company. He went into debt because of his youngest's education and the treatment of his sick mother, as well as the payment for the house and lot for his family. I want him to sa

"Yes, I did it to protect you. To make sure you could finish school, have a future that didn't involve drowning in the same debts that killed our father." Silence crashed through the kitchen, heavy and damning. "How much?" Sofia finally asked. "How much did Papa owe?" "Two hundred and fifty thousand dollars," Isabella said. "With interest accumulating daily. I was three months behind on payments when Dante came to collect. We were going to lose the restaurant, lose everything. And you—you would have had to drop out of Columbia. Give up medical school. Work minimum wage jobs to help me stay afloat." "So you sold yourself instead?" Sofia's voice rose with anguish and fury. "You married a mobst

She doesn't have to worry about anything anymore after this. "What is the most memorable thing about Mr. Kim?" "When he stroked my hair,” replied Sian with a smile. Many years ago, when he was pensive alone in Aciel's backyard, Mr. Kim suddenly came up to him with a glass of orange juice. It just so happened that it was summer, and he had just gotten into trouble from his father who was heavily in debt from gambling too much. He who was too frustrated to make money could only reflect on his own in Aciel's yard because he could no longer ask for Aciel's help. He had borrowed too much money just to pay off his father's debts. But his father damn it just kept on gambling until he felt sick of h

The month after the wedding was called off. Vincent’s life became a living nightmare. Federico’s edict of exclusion meant no one in the city’s underworld would touch him. Not the smugglers, not the bookies, not even the low-level street crews. He was poison. He was drowning in debt. Two hundred million in embezzled funds he’d tried to funnel from shaky joint ventures, plus countless penalties and broken contracts. His little empire of film studios and vineyards was just a hollow shell now, seized by creditors.

At the end of the day, I'm just a waitress working in a nightclub trying to pay off my dead father's debts. Mr Ackerman gave the money to that guy and said, "You got your money. Now don't come looking for her anymore." "This is just interest money for this month. If she doesn't pay next month, we'll come for her again." "Then how much did she owe?" "Fifteen million dollars." Having said that, the guys started to leave, one of them whispered in my ear, "Let's see if prince charming will come to rescue next time. Goodluck." And left with the others after smiling at me.

In my family, I'm the only son in my household who is raised on an installment plan. Because in this family, my parents refuse to raise a useless child. When my sister wants concert tickets, he just has to help Mom sweep the floor once, and he gets them. When my brother wants to install a gaming setup in her room, she just has to give Dad a quick shoulder massage. But me? Every time I need money, I have to sign an IOU. Over 18 years, I've accumulated a drawerful of IOUs, piled together like a thick ledger. And because asking for money feels like the ultimate humiliation, I gradually learn to live frugally. This summer, I work three jobs and scrape together enough to cover my college t

"Hello, everyone. Last night, a woman called in saying that she wanted to break up with her boyfriend who funded her education, promising to repay every cent she owes. Does anyone remember that?" The moment I said that, the comments section exploded. "Oh? More gossip? Is this the boyfriend from yesterday?" "Honestly, I don't blame that woman. If there's no love left between them, why not pay him the money back and part ways?" "Women like that are heartless. That's what they always do after getting rich—they cut off the people they love. How can anyone still be on her side?" I watched the rapidly climbing viewer count, my fists tightly clenched. I raised my voice. "I've got her handwritten le

I leaned in, my phone’s voice recorder already active. "I told you I’d have the money after the finals," Kai’s voice was low, strained. "The injury slowed things down. I couldn't make the spread." "The spread doesn't care about your knee, kid. You owe fifty grand. Pay up, or the Dean gets an anonymous tip about your 'extra-curricular' activities." I suppressed a grin. Fifty thousand in gambling debts. It was better than I’d hoped. But it wasn't enough to just ruin his career; I wanted to ruin the one thing that was making him soft. I wanted to ruin her.

“Baby, I wronged you. Please forgive me, okay? My mom went behind my back and borrowed that money from you. She gave it all to my uncle. “She told me at the time that she and Dad needed money, so she had asked you. Later, she told me she had already paid you back. I believed her, and I trusted you, so I never questioned it. I did not expect this at all.” It was no wonder his mother had suddenly stopped us from settling the accounts on the day of the engagement. She must have remembered that the missing money had been squandered by her brother. But by then, it was far too late. I told Jason to leave. There was no future between us. If he was willing to write an IOU and repay me in installment