퇴짜 Novels & Stories

she thought to herself sarcastically. She stormed back to her room, packed a duffel bag with her belongings, and emerged with a determined expression. “Mr. Fury, I want to terminate our agreement.” “Unilateral termination?” Samuel asked, raising an eyebrow. “Yes. I’m aware I owe termination fees. I don’t have the money now, so give me a week. I’ll return to face whatever you decide,” Ciara said, trying to keep her composure. Samuel seemed intrigued. “And what will you do for a week?”

“Morrison. Do you know if he’s still active.” “Retired two years ago.” Leila’s voice was precise. Organised. She’d been living with this information long enough that it came out structured. “But retirement didn’t end the arrangement with Osei. I have phone records from eighteen months ago. They’re still in contact.” “That’s enough for the NCA,” Camille said. “Yes.” Leila looked at her. A brief taking in. “You’re Camille.” “Yes.” “Damon mentioned you.” She said it carefully. “On the phone.”

She glanced down at the tablet before answering, which told him something before she said anything at all. "Gerald Hoffe and Calloway confirmed their withdrawal this morning," she said. "A formal notice. It takes effect at the end of the quarter."

button. A notification window popped up on the screen, asking for my confirmation. "After cancelling the contract renewal, you'll be assigned a new family in five days. You can cancel the contract termination at any time during the waiting period. Please confirm that you want to cancel the contract renewal." I tapped on the "confirm" button.

Today, I didn't want to be understanding anymore. "There's actually a better solution," I said while tilting my head slightly as I looked at him. "Let's hear it." "Let's sever our mate bond." I smiled. "That way, you can mark Christine immediately. She'll be the real Luna. "From then on, you'll truly be a happy family. You'll be free to appear in public together. "What do you think? Isn't my solution so much better than yours?" Augustus' expression instantly turned cold. "Even if you're throwing a tantrum, there's a limit to how far you can go. You know I don't have much patience."

It all sounded great, but it was after hearing the starting salary Jade decided she couldn't refuse the offer. As 5:00 PM hit the next day, Jade stood from her desk and marched towards her boss' office, folder in hand. She explained to him that she'd undergone some substantial life changes and therefore would be leaving Unisoft, immediately. She apologized to him, stating that this had come as a shock to her as well and under any other circumstances she would have given him more advanced notice. She placed the folder on his desk, showing him that she'd taken the liberty of delegating her workload to her colleagues in her future absence. The truth was, Marissa was the one who had convinced he

It's going to be so hard to leave them I can already feel the pain. "Oh sure cutie, don't hurry you got time." Mer comforts me. "What about next week? Can you organize a flight?" I ask her. I hate asking people to do something for me but Meredith knows much more about airport stuff than me. "Of course, and I already have something. I searched before I called you and found a flight from Zurich to London. It's not even very expensive." She tells me. I knew she is more organized than me. She always was.

Jenifer spoke and Amyla just looked at her like crazy. “Are you not letting me in?” Jenifer asked “Nope…my parents’ house is meant for those who stay and are honest. Not hypocrites” Amyla replied, and Jenifer was shocked “ok… This friendship is over” Jenifer announced and Amyla chuckled “There was never a friendship… To clarify your statement, it was a dishonest-ship, wicked-ship, and a mockery-ship. So, you must be mistaken. And I forgive you for what you have done. You know what I mean. But I quit giving you access to use and make fun of me. I think you should keep your distance from me and my family. Never pass by my house because you have never done that, and I bet you would love the lif

The opening was a promotional video of a six-star hotel in the Madiles, but it was edited with a depressing black-and-white filter and accompanied by sad music. The caption emerged. [The boss's empty promise sure looks tempting.] The scene switched to Cynthia's workstation, where a regular form was zoomed in on. The caption that followed wrote: [Unfortunately, I am just an employee who wants to get off work in peace.] Then came a close-up of her on the verge of tears, captioned: [I was told to use my precious weekend to attend a large group performance. I am speechless.] She cleverly twisted the concept of "extra paid leave" into "using her weekend."

Ken stood up and walked towards the fire place. He pressed a button and out came a small drawer. He picked out a cigarette, lighted it using the lit fire place. “Where is she?” Ken questioned, facing the roof, exhaling a cloud of smoke. “I’m sorry boss.” Ben pleaded, going on his knees. “She…she got away, I’m sorry boss.” Ben stammered. “You’re sorry?” Ken questioned, facing him and giving Ben a harsh look. Ken turned backing him, “you know I have zero tolerance for failures but as a close and trusted friend I forgive you." He spoke, his cigarette in his mouth, hands backwards.