this is just a book im reading and need the audio function! so dont waste time here im already in chapte 55 or something

The next morning, Trey waited for Raphael to come down to Dominick's house, he gave him a strict warning to make sure nobody sees him on his way coming.

He reached over the other side of the bed and watch Sethu for a few seconds, silently kissing her lips before leaving the room. 

He snaked his way downstairs to the kitchen, opening the fridge and taking an apple.

"Good morning man" 

"Good morning Nick" he bit into the apple and close his eyes savoring the sweetness.

"Sweet apple right" Dominick grinned widely

"Hmm hmm" 

Dominick folds his hands over his chest "you're fully dressed, where you off to?" 

"I have to get my daughter back, today is the day and besides there are things I have to sort out, Raphael is on his way here"

"Do you have enough backup?" 
Trey sighed "I will make do with the loyal one's, we ain't up to a hundred but they're something" 

"I can help you arrange for men if you don't mind" Dominick offered hoping Trey would not refuse.

Trey quirks his lips and raises a brow at him.

"You know Sethu and my woman are great friends and she's one of my strong diligent workers, although I gave them leaves to sort out the problems at hand, so I'm willing to help"

"These people are heartless, I wouldn't want them to come after you and your family"

"I'm involved, we're now brothers, our love ones connected us together, I see you as a man of honor, I'd do what you did to protect my family if I were in your shoes, so please let me help, just a few calls with doing it"

A smile tugged at the corner of Trey's mouth "You're not gonna let it go yeah?"

Dominick laughed "Nah! Never!! I want to make sure we win and our little angel is safe, I will take care of the women" he looked left and right behind him.

"Even though they're a lot handful, I will take care of them" Dominick whispered causing Trey to burst into a fit of laughter.

"How's Ruthie?" 

"She's fine, my mom should be on her way to the hospital" 

"What about you?" 

"Me?" he scoffs "We will meet in courts, I'm so disappointed with my sister, to be honest, I thought she actually changed I didn't know she became worse" 

"Teenagers these days, we were not stupid like most of them, we weren't stupid" Trey hissed.

They heard the sound of the tires screeching and turned to see who the person is.

"Raphael is here" Trey announced, "Make the call bro!" 

"Boss man,"  Raphael said as soon he sighted Trey.  

"Yo Nick" he shakes hand with him and they hit shoulder together and pat each other's back.

"This is the laptop and here's the cd and the compartment and also a brand new memory card" he grinned widely feeling proud of himself. 
Trey brought out the memory card from a lion head pendant he wears every time.

"Holy shit" Dominick and Raphael swore, "Who would know that a vital thing is in this shit you carry around in your neck, no wonder you barely took it off" Raphael added.

"Be surprise not" Trey chuckled. 

He switched on the laptop and inserted the memory card in a micro card, he waited for the memory card to show on the screen and then clicked on "Show all files" 

Trey first of all played the videos and audio. His father's voice was the audio file. The video content was two different meetings, the first one is a meeting between Dortmund, McMahon familia to ask for an alliance but his father declined, McMahon wanted his father to give him share in the drug cartel business while he will pat him five billion dollars but his father declined.

His father told the two men that he sells drugs to other big cartels in other cities and countries irrespective of whatever they do with it but he will not let them ruin America by adding cocaine to every wine produced in America. 

Trey thought it was just the wine Dortmund produces that has cocaine in it, because his father declined the men offer of alliances they stormed out of his office in anger. 

He played the audio next and listened to his father's trembling voice before he died, he mentioned about five wines that people and the government should ban because sooner than later people would start dying. His father's drugs business which later crumbled when Trey was taken to Milan and tortured during the time he was in Italy.

Although he had managed to stack away over two trillion dollars in the emergency bank account in Switzerland, while the memory card was returned back to his father's most trusted men who gave it to him after his father died.

As if Trey knew things were going to go haywire, his father most trusted man was sent to Dagenham, the UK to hide out with his family and Trey promised he was going to find him and have the chip back before he fled to Italy where he was finally captured and taken to Milan. 

Three and a half years later he escaped and vengeance was rooted in his vein, he retrieved the chip back and until now, it was his first time of checking out what was in it. He duplicated the file and sent it to the new memory card and put it in a disk.


The location was at Dortmund warehouse and by 4 pm he'd be on his way.

Dominick had called one his late father's old-time friend who was into illegal business, he owned a downtown club too.

He rendered only twenty of his men and Dominick was thankful although he will have to transfer the requested amount of money before releasing the men and assured Dominick no scam.

"it's better to outnumber your enemies than for your enemies to outnumber you," Dominick said to Trey.

This book contains MATURE AND SEXUAL SCENES

Hot steamy sex left Dominick Zadkiel Mysterio and Dianne Morales to fall in love with each other. But when her Ex lover finds out she's now happy with another guy he was in pursuit of her happiness. 

This story is centered around the two women that Dianne shares a tight bond with and everything that concerns their lives.

Michelle Wu sighed heavily. Her final trump card did not work either… She knew Nikolas would be difficult to convince. But she did not count on him to not even bat an eyelid when she confessed. How could that be? She had full confidence in her beautiful face and fit body. And she was doing her best too. Dressed in her prettiest clothes. Even practised her lines and facial expressions and everything. Didn't he know how much effort she put into this? She bet he did not even notice her initiatives. She sighed again.

Pulling up a chair, Michelle carefully sat down. Her heart and hands were still wrecked with tremors courtesy of an adrenaline high. Somehow, somewhere during the confession her nerves got the better of her. She hoped Nikolas did not notice it. 

Anyway, it was his disconcertingly sharp stare that gave her the stage fright. She suspected he could shoot laser beams out of those eyes if he was given enough motivation. Fortunately she had not given him enough motivation or else he would have fried her to a crisp by now. 

"Michelle! That was amazing! You actually made Prince Charming stumble and show some emotions!"

Michelle looked up to see her friends running over from where they were hanging around, pretending to mind their own business. Apple and Christine looked like children who had been given their favourite candies. Things must have gone smoothly on their side.

"He looked like he wanted to kill you! Ah, but even his angry face is sooooooo pretty! Today's my lucky day!" Christine had a dreamy look as she raised her new smartphone up high. She was staring at the display with awe.

"Let me see."

"Here!" Christine playfully shoved the phone into her face. "Come on, kiss him! I know you want to!"

Instead of dodging away from the phone, Michelle stuck out her tongue and licked the screen.

"Yuck! Michelle! That's so gross!" Christine had immediately pulled the phone away, but it was too late. "I just bought it too…" She looked as if she was contemplating to throw the phone out the window.

"Serves you right." Michelle smiled with satisfaction. "You know I'm not that crazy for him." 

"But you just licked him!"

"Nope, I licked your phone to disgust you. Apple, what'd you get?" Michelle turned her attention to her other friend. Apple's real name was April Chen, but since Apple was easier to pronounce than April, it became her nickname since she was little. 

"A nice video of you two." Apple answered calmly, still busily tapping the video app on her phone. "There's no usable audio except for the last part. Also you two were a little too far away. If only I could bring my super HD video camera… but that would be too obvious." She replayed the video of the confession up to Nikolas' parting words in front of Michelle. Christine was right, his angry face was dangerously handsome.

"It's a shame we can't include his voice." Michelle lamented. Nikolas sounded so cool too despite the fact that he was telling her to go to hell. She giggled a little seeing how ticked off he was in the video.

"Yeah. I was thinking to edit it into a short 10-second clip with no audio. The title should be 'Prince Charming Confessed to No. 1 Beauty and Rejected Harshly'. What do you think?" Apple skipped the video to the end. "Video quality is excellent. Especially over here, he looked so desperately angry as he walked away. Easy for people to believe he had just been rejected."

"Sounds great. It'll surely be popular." Nodding calmly,  Michelle was reminded again of why this unassuming girl was never someone to be looked down on. Apple could come up with the best idea to create hype within seconds.

"It's a good way to start off the term. Throw a firecracker with the loudest bang, and then keep up with interesting updates of your activities." Apple was a meticulous planner like that. She'll be a successful social media gossiper for sure.

"Ah, but Michelle, you told Nikolas you are going to spread rumours about him being gay?" Christine was busily rubbing her phone with a wet wipe, but her ears never missed the best gossip she could overhear. 

"Are you crazy? If really I do that my social accounts would be littered with so much hate and death threats from his fans. I'd be harassed online and offline, possibly assassinated within a few days." Michelle pouted. She knew Nikolas's fans were a lot more obsessive than hers. It was regrettable, but accusing him of being gay would only backfire on her. And she had a feeling Nikolas knew it too. 

"That's too bad." Christine pouted too. "I'm his fan too but I don't mind the gay rumour." 

Don't mind? Michelle suspected Christine would be elated. 

"In any case, like he said, he really didn't care what people thought of him. During high school, there were all sorts of rumours about why he transferred school, but he never came out and said anything to defend himself. In the end, a lot of teachers had to take the initiative and asked everyone to stop making a fuss about him."

"That serious?" Christine never failed to dig deeper.

"Yeah. It went so far that some were saying he was the son of a mob boss and he'd killed people. Others said he was expelled from his old school because of a fight with some powerful people's heir. Then some imaginative students tried to connect him to European mafia because he could speak some European languages. Evidently all these rumors made girls fall head over heels for him, and they craved more wild rumours. Finally it became a cycle of craziness."

Thinking back, Michelle had a feeling the Nikolas of that time were less approachable than now. At least nowadays he talked when he had to.

"Of course some jealous retard who wanted to sound reasonable simply said his grade was not good enough to graduate from the school so he had been booted out. I personally don't believe that." Said jealous retard was her ex boyfriend.

"So what's the truth?"

"Nobody knows the truth but him. That's why the rumours went out of control. His old school was an exclusive school for gifted students. Apparently students from that school were so dedicated they don't have time to spread gossips."

"Wow, he's so mysterious." Christine had stars in her eyes.

"Yeah, very mysterious." Apple also had stars in her eyes, but for completely different reasons. "I should focus on his account a bit more. Or maybe I should open a new one that depicts him in a darker, more mysterious light? It would surely be able to attract fans of mysterious boys."

"…"

Michelle was at a loss for words. She thanked her lucky stars that Apple attended this college with her. Because of Apple's interest in social media marketing, Michelle shot to stardom in only one term of college, and even got the title Number 1 Beauty of Business Faculty. There were a lot of beautiful girls in Business Faculty, all aspiring to be beautiful secretaries and office ladies who snagged wealthy businessman husbands. However, Michelle got the most votes and won the poll. It was all made possible by beautiful pictures and videos of her in an IG account, carefully arranged to depict her as a lithe beauty who had just started college and having the time of her life.

Now that second term was starting, she needed more explosive news for her continuous stardom, and Apple did not disappoint. Although Michelle failed to get Nikolas to be her boyfriend, the video and pictures of the two of them talking privately would spread rumours like wildfire. She could count on that. Nikolas's fans would surely hate her for it, but the attention on her would skyrocket and drown out her competitions. As a result, her popularity would rise even more. Michelle smiled contentedly.

"I should go and edit these pictures. I want to post them as fast as possible." Christine said eagerly as she turned to leave. Christine was a true fangirl of pretty boys. She had a few fansites of pretty boys of the college, but her fansite of Nikolas was the one with the most followers.

"I should go edit this video too. See you later." Apple was already on her way out, trotting after Christine with renewed vigor. 

Michelle bid them goodbye and grabbed her bag. Time to leave for her planned evening activities.

As she left the room, Michelle was reminded of how Nikolas left the room in anger. She had always known he was not the unmoved person he tried to be. It was just a facade. She had been observing him a lot last term so she noticed quite a bit. Like how he sometimes had a small smile when something funny happened around him. And he would seemed a little concerned during quizzes and tests. Also at times she thought he looked lonely, especially when everyone was enthusiastically participating in class discussion. 

Her conclusion was, Nikolas totally cared about everything going on around him, but he refused to participate, or even allowed others to see his feelings. He had tightly concealed himself into a shell. She wondered how he would be if the shell was not there.

I am not a prince charming. I do what I do and I like what I like. I kept to myself and never bothered others. But others kept bothering me. Could you just please leave me alone?
Nikolas Tse was an average college student. Or he thought he was. But with good looks and tall stature, not to mention his intense eyes, he became a reluctant star in college. He wished people would leave him alone. 
But they kept bothering him. Especially Michelle Wu. This beautiful girl is trouble he did not need, so Nikolas would do his utmost to avoid her. But then they were in the same class, so he could not be careless...

"Lunch is ready everyone," Mila had prepared the favorites of her daughter. She served the chicken soup first and then served them with cheddar chicken pot pie and pesto pasta.

"This's so delicious," Niall said tasting the pie. Mark smiled and looked at Mila. Tristen opened a bottle of wine and poured everyone. Niall didn't have them since he has to drive and happily had the food. Mila, feeling excited, served him again.

"Please I can't aunt Mila, I am full,"

"Yes, yes, I get it, I won't anymore," Mila laughed and served Tristen the food as he enjoyed them.

"Miranda I didn't expect your pasta to be good," Tristen finally said a good thing about her.

"Even Niall is good at cooking," Miranda said out loud, casually, thinking about the breakfast he fixed her once they stayed together. Everyone looked at her with a question mark. "He told me that," she said, correcting her mistake.

"Yes, my brother and I used to do a lot of stuff together and I learned that way," Niall covered up for her. Tristen looked at the two and glanced at Mila. After they finished lunch Miranda cleaned the table, and served banana split cake for everyone. It was the 2'O Clock at noon. Tristen took Niall to the orchard at the back oh Miranda's house.

"It has two entrances. Actually, this house is at the back," Tristen told him as they walked into the orchard. Miranda saw Niall's phone ringing. She took the phone to give Niall but the boys weren't in the house. She looked at his phone, he didn't have a phone lock. 'A playlist shows what a person is like,' Miranda thought. 'Let me check your taste in music,' she took the music option, and there were no songs except a few recordings in the playlists. To her surprise, one had Darren's name. She felt curious, she wanted to listen to it and looked outside again. 

'What if he comes back, I can't listen,' She ran inside and took her phone, she shared the audio in Whatsapp and deleted it from his chat. She listened to the audio. She recognized them immediately. She sounded drunk and she was crying. She recognized Niall's voice and also the bartender's. Miranda shivered as she kept hearing them. She couldn't believe what she heard. For a moment she couldn't understand. It then made sense to her. 'Of course, Darren was busy that night, how could I mistake he came to the bar to take me home. It was always Niall. It was Niall who came for her. 

Miranda's heart ached, but in a good way, it exploded in her chest. She couldn't accept Niall took care when she was dead drunk and took her home. She felt ashamed of Darren, for lying and never mentioning Niall's name. 'Would he have sent Darren this? But the reason for breakup didn't match the way Darren treated me during the breakup and it was months later he dumped me. But how did Niall know Darren?' she thought and then recalled how Darren helped her walk to go up to her studio holding an umbrella. She asked him to celebrate her next birthday with her and he agreed to it. 

Unable to contain her emotions she ran out of the house to the orchard. She ran a little bit and couldn't find the guys. She went in a little bit more and found them near the side of the apple orchard. As she heard them talking. She stopped waited to stop panting before she joined them. A few minutes later, she joined them.

"I may have got the wrong inference or even right, but I intend to keep showing you what is in my heart," he said taking her hand and placing it on his chest, leaning his head on hers, his eyes closed. "You know I have waited years to let this feeling out, to stand confident in front of you, for this moment," and he took a deep breath and gently touched her lips with his, kissing her. He puts his one arm around her, pressing her, and the other on the table to support her. She then put her hands around his neck, holding on tight, responding, as the water droplets kept falling from her hair. She knew nothing else and let it happen, for the moment, except the fact it's against the rules to do things with her professor.
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When Miranda moved to the city from the beautiful orchard in the village, all she dreamt about was finding a nice guy who would cherish her, hoping for a different life unlike her family. But instead of one, she encounters two and finds herself in unexpected turn of events that changes her life. The sweetest moments turns into nightmares as she juggles between work and college life. The bitter past and the tempting present confuses her. Will she decide to battle it out or run away? Meanwhile the Niall, the professor tries his best to work things out and put the duties on track while his ex girlfriend keeps interrupting their lives. 
What will happen between a handsome professor, a farm girl, a CEO and an obsessed ex-girlfriend? Will love overcome the horrors and responsibilities or bring them to doom? 

The story unravels in a city and a magical valley with intricate blend of love, music, family, hardships and conflicts and tenderness one would face in the world. The enchanting tale between Loyal Niall, Demure Miranda, Tragic hero Darren and Villainess Clara will not fail to inspire and sway the reader's heart. The story not only creates the world of romance but also with the tinge of realism one could relate with when it comes to achieving your dreams, pushing of the hurdles lying in the way.

In China, people practice Buddhism.
In the cat world, cats practice protestants.
Time heals the wound.
Cheating, betrayal, and murder have many paths and choices.
Another Aunt cat name Jalapeno. The cousin name Predestination Star Fruit.
Jalapeno said " The world is not scary and must have straight A's and You are not a b-Asian since pure blood is definite.
Star Fruit said, " I have to make sure that popcorn is mine and I hate your guts trying to destroy me and my future."
I ignore you and many people and listen to music to relieve stress and anger. I was listening towards Big Daddy Weave named I know. I don't feel safe because I believe that many families are regrets and the sorrows hurt me.
The world is frightened since there was a forest fire in America in 2019 and 2020.
Bible verse :
"Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your understanding; in all your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths straight." Proverbs 3:5-6
"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." Jeremiah 29:11
Proverbs 1:33
Proverbs 1:33 New International Version (NIV)
33 but whoever listens to me will live in safety
  and be at ease, without fear of harm."
Bean thoughts:
" In this scene, I can hear sex noises. Wait I was having my headphone listening to the audio of wolf mating. Listening to the app of novels made a shocking impression. I am a newborn kitten and I have crazy technology. "
Peanut airport flying to New Apple with his male friend name Butter at 6 pm.
Security come and made the cats present their purpose to live in New Apple.
Conversation:
Security :
Does your friend speak cat?
Peanut: yes
Security:
Name?
Butter:
Peanut butter. Milk butter.
Just kidding. My real name is butter.
Security:
Sex?
Butter:
6 to 7 times a week.
Security:
No, I mean
Male or Female?
Butter: males, females, and sometimes animals.
Security:
Holy cow!!!
Butter:
Cow, pigs, and goats too.
Security:
But isn't a hostile?
Butter:
Horse style, doggy style, and any form of style.
Security:
Oh, dear!!!
Oh, dearest! Have you been cheating on this conversation?
Butter: No, deer run too fast.
No, Cheetah is cunning and quickest on its feet.
Peanut: I don't know him.
Peanut ditches him and leaves the airport. Butter met his sweet girlfriend name potato.
Peanut visiting bean.
Peanut told bean.
Conversation:
" I am not having sex with cheese doodles."
Bean: " you are mine. "
Peanut:
" I know."
Day ended.
Everyone sleeping well.
Bean stays awake because she drinks tea with a hint of catnip.
Bean YouTube favorite is Annoying orange and a slice of banana.
Warning Alert.
Bean Thoughts: daddy why are all the cars keep beeping their horns?
Daddy read body moments and cat language.
Dad comments: There's a wedding going to happen.
Bean thoughts: we've been the horn a warning signal, daddy?
Dad Comment: exactly, daughter.
Peanut surprise bean with the ring.
Bean was said that it is intensively interesting.
How did the telephone propose to his girlfriend?
He gave her a ring.
Peanuts: Flaky Love is dandruff.
I just can I get you out of my mind no matter how hard I tried.
Let me go to a fancy restaurant.
Bean told peanuts: yeah and hear about the new restaurant called Karma.There's no menu. You get what you deserve. I going to get married.
My friend Butter has a solution to
forgot his wife's birthday and the wedding anniversary. He opened an account with the local florist and provide it with this as an instruction to send flowers in a card saying " I will never forsake you, your loving husband, Butter." Four years it works. He saw the flowers on the dining room table and said "what nice flowers", " where do you get them " said the wife.
Bean and Peanut are now married and Butter and Potato are a celebration of the tenth anniversary.
Bean said, " There is a television show named Married At First Sight (2014) ."
Peanut thoughts: People can die after giving birth. There is a tremendous amount of knowledge. Everyone is searching for the longevity fruit.
The television show name Revenge made me feel insecure about Peanut and the past including Cheddar.

1 Thessalonians 5:16-18 New International Version (NIV)
16 Rejoice always, 17 pray continually, 18 give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus. 

In life, surviving is frightening. In ancient Europe, without the letter of broken relationships leads to a different story. How can people deal with depression, schizophrenia or illness ? Love is complicated to explain. Please pray for those who are suffering. Yet, the light of hope, faith and love.
Revenge is not the best answer.

Prologue I
"Hi! My name is Ella Miles at least it is now that I am married, I guess." I said as smiles began arising warming between my lips as I spoke.
"Fifteen years ago I got myself married to the love of my life, my prince charming, the most fascinating and the most affectionate man to ever waltz with me. O my gosh! Here we are, after going through a lot in the midst of our romantic and ever so wondrous journey of love, enjoying our blissful marriage blessed with two God-sent kids – Amy and Justin." I added laughing nervously taking a dash to the pictures of my kids that were placed in the living room with random thoughts flowing into my mind.
Ella's Point Of View;										         For the past four minutes I have been in the living room setting up for this – An audio recap. With some orange juice poured into a cocktail glass and an umbrella sticking out of it I seemed ready to do this, even though I'm alone. I placed the cocktail glass between the layers of my lips and pulled out a nice sip. Quite refreshing!
I was feeling so happy and blunt all at once. I had made the idea of getting the entire love story of myself and Jack captured in an audio tape about a week ago. I can't say that it was as thrilling as I thought it would be to my husband, Jack. He wasn't the dramatic type. Jack was more of the 'things like this are a waste of time' kind of guy at times. While when he is in the mood, he can be as dramatic as an actor on stage so I didn't plan on informing him of my intentions to make it happen today.
This audio recap is my way of telling the world my wholesome tale of romance. It has been a lot, I have been through a lot, all in the name of the beautiful four lettered word called 'LOVE' and I propose to use this recap as a medium to remember it all for starters, to call to mind how strong and willful determined love can be, help others who are going through similar issues with consolation and perhaps a resolution and to furthermore show my gratitude to all those whose efforts and strives enabled me to be here, sitting comfortably in my very own home. 
I can't and shouldn't fail to acknowledge the hearts of those who went broken just so I can have my happy ending. This audio recap wouldn't fail to capture it all. I would have preferred my loving husband to be by my side but his not so lack of interest when I often told him about it plus the several reminders made me deicide not to inform him of the fact that I would do the long anticipated audio recap this glorious Saturday.
Could he have heard me begin the recap?
I can hear his feet make their way, climbing down the stairs heading down to the living room. It's eight in the morning, for a Saturday I didn't expect him to be so eager to get down. Jack would be in our bedroom having some rest while biting on some snacks and/or perhaps watching a movie in his underclothes. He works his butt off during the week and chills out on weekends. So I had chosen the right day to do this recap without his notice but it seems it isn't going to stay that way seeing as the sounds of his steps become more and more pronounced by the second.
Looks as if like Jack has obviously, noticed my being away from the outdoor flower garden like I don't every Saturday. He obviously looked out the bedroom window and didn't find me out there doing what I normally do every Saturday – gardening. Watch out he's coming in. I can see Jack giving me a nasty stare almost as if I just murdered someone. I nearly forgot how enthusiastic Jack can be at times. Even in his weekend underclothing outfit he still appeared to be glowing, as usual.
Nonetheless I wasn't going to grant him an opportunity to ruin my audio recording. I plan it to be too perfect to get ruined on the first run. I trust Jack understands. I heaved a sigh.
Unmistakably, it would be seen later on, that our story would be not just interesting but also, an epic one to tell. I knew that my husband would have done it just for fun, and I doubt he would anyways but somehow I get the feeling that thousands of people would get to hear this, hopefully someday maybe millions and perhaps a future generation. I would like that very much.

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Jack's Point Of View;                                                                                                                                       I walked down the stairs to meet Ella sitting in the living room unlike what I'd expect her to be doing right now. I hadn't seen her through the window of my bedroom down at the garden like I always do when I am at home every Saturday morning. She never misses her day at the outdoor garden, why start now?
Seems like my cunning wife, Ella has something that I wasn't aware of going on in the living room. Ella was looking so jovial and breezy. It's not every day I get to see her all dressed in the living room all by herself without the kids, besides its Saturday. She must be doing that audio recap of our love story that she won't shut up about I guess. Since she brought up the idea about a week ago she has done nothing but fill me in on what is it was going to be all about not that I had deep interest though. 
I just thought that I would be a bit silly to do an audio recap. What's the point? The fact that we both have gone through a lot to have each other doesn't seem like a good enough reason to document it down in an audio recap. 
Besides I don't see anyone who would end up giving it a listen so I guess it will all be for fun. I better rush down just to make sure she is doing the recap and if not find out what urgent reason made her not to do her daily work at the outdoor garden.
I noticed the cocktail with a swirling umbrella within it on the table so I presumed that she must be really happy. Ella only puts in a cocktail umbrella if she is in high spirits.
Getting down on the last step, I walked up to her with a smile and both hands crossed. I felt annoyance, mystery and fatigue all mixed up within me as I made my way to the couch where she was seated. I couldn't help but notice her try to evade my attention.

"Hey love! What are you doing all alone in the living room? Aren't you meant to be in the garden like you always are every Saturday morning?" "Don't tell me you gave up one of your fun hobbies just so you could shoot the audio recap of our love story, already?" I spat out giving my wife a kiss on the cheek before sitting comfortably on the cozy couch.
"Hush! Jack It has already started." whispered Ella blocking her lips with her index finger. "For Your Information that was Jack, the unbelievable darling that stole my heart." said Ella beaming with smiles.

Ella~												       Jack always does this, finding his way into my day by asking an obvious question. He made sure to do it in a charming sort of way. I had gotten used to him doing that, playing along like I was totally unaware that he wanted some attention from his amazing wife- Me.
I placed the audio recorder on a pause and took Jack out of the hearing of the microphone to the dining room to explain things to him.
I couldn't help but not want him to feel bad, angered or left out that I didn't tell him that I'll be doing the recap today while he'll be in the bedroom having his weekend rest. It is not my fault entirely Jack never showed genuine attention to the idea in the first place.
"Good morning dear!" I said bringing out a smile.
Rather than give a reply Jack just stood hands folded with a slightly puckered brow. Was he mad at me? I feel too guilty to tell.
"You want to tell me what's going on? El'." gestured Jack.
Prologue II
"Okay!! I secretly decided to do the recap without you alright! I feel bad for doing so but I didn't want to take my chances with you ruining it for me!" The words just shot out of my mouth without granting them permission or thinking what they'll do when they ran out.
"Hmmm I thought as much." "But still if you didn't want me around you should've said so. I wouldn't mind giving you some space besides, you and I both know that I wasn't really into this idea of yours so why would you ever think I'd ruin it?" I heard Jack say giving me a pat on the side.
Somehow that made me smile within myself. I hope he didn't take what I said about him going to ruin the recap too much to heart. I don't want to hurt his feeling or anything, I hope I didn't. I watched as he turned to make his way back to the stairs perhaps heading back to the bedroom.
I had a strange feeling as he made the first step that we ought to do the recap together. I was beginning to have the feeling that it doesn't matter if I'd be the one doing the talking, what was important was that my husband was by my side. The one man who always will be and the one man who besides me the recap is going to be all about.
"Wait!?!" I yelled to his hearing as he ventured to make his about 4th step.
"What! Didn't you say that you want to carry out the audio recap all by yourself?" he alleged with a little bit of irritation written all over him.
"I did! But now I have changed my mind Jack. Would you mind being with me while I record it all?" I asked faced down. 
I felt a bit weird knowing full well that I had angered him a while back. I hope he says yes to my proposal or I guess this feeling would bug me for the rest of the day. I managed to pull off a smile.
"Of course honey!" answered Jack retracing his steps backwards to where I stood. "I know that I didn't and rather, I don't show much of some attention to the idea that you proposed but I still have a say in the recap you know' and don't forget that without me there won't be a love story to record and without you there won't be a garden out there." Jack added making me spit out an unforeseen laugh. 
I laughed so hard that it became contagious. Jack joined me in no time. We recovered from the laugh and with my arm placed over Jack's chest, I said, "I'm so sorry. I just couldn't risk it over your narcissism."
"Apology accepted! So can we get back to whatever you were doing?" said Jack taking my arm of his chest and into the tender grip of his hand.
"Sure!" I said walking back to the living room couch.
With the twist of a knob, the microphone was back in action. I started off, we started off from where we left.    

"That's me," said Jack giving Ella a little brush by her hair. 
Jack~													 Turns out I was right.
Ella was doing the audio recap and without me. I don't get why she did not tell me about doing it now though. What was she thinking? I had already made her aware of the fact that I concurred to doing it so why the sneaky surprise in the living room? 
In my attempt to climb back up to my bedroom after she had poured out what seemed to be what she could have been feeling inside towards my not-so-high interest into her idea of a recap, I heard her call me back. I spat out the most disgusting words that came to my mind. I sure hope I didn't pass the wrong message with those. She gave me those adorable eyes of hers wanting me to stay and hell yeah I would.
The recap isn't meant to be just about her.
Being a darling, why don't I give her a little pay back by interrupting the audio with a little narcissism of mine? And I know just how I'm going to do it.
"You know when I first met this woman at…." I said into the microphone.
"Jaacck!!!!!!" I heard Ella scream at the top of her voice. "Don't you remember Jack? I told you that I wanted to tell the story. I already know everything that happened anyway." added Ella as she interrupts my statement with a swift kiss dropping the expression of an annoyed emoji afterwards.
"Thanks to the fact that you are here, you could point out anything I would get wrong." said Ella again with those wholesome smiles of hers.
Ella~											              Besides being a darling, Jack can be a total narcissist at times but being with him over the years could make one get used to it. It was just like a leaching insect that just wouldn't get off him. 
Sometimes he even uses it to tease me when he knows that I wanted him to show off a little bit. 
Why do I have this feeling that he did it on purpose this time? Is he still mad at me for not telling him about the fact that I planned on doing the recap today while the kids were at the zoo with their aunt? I hope he isn't. I did not inform him just to prevent him from doing what just happened and unforeseen more.  
The microphone was on and he just attempted to ruin the recap with his narcissism. Well, I can't do anything about it other than yell. It's already too late to drive him out seeing as he is comfortably seated.
I would have to just make do with what I have and hope he doesn't attempt any more damages. I try putting myself back together so I can continue the recap in the interesting way I have planned out but not without shooting Jack a warning gaze.

Jack~												   "Sorry dear, I totally forgot. Carry on." I said holding on to Ella's left hand in a deceptive but romantic way.
Yes!!
With the looks on her face she totally got the message. 
It totally worked but I do feel a little guilty though. Now she looks like she's suspecting me of something. Should I turn my face away or just return the gaze? Nah! I'll just sit back and watch her go on with the recap. 
Getting up I set out to the fridge to get myself a nice cold cocktail glass of apple juice. Oh! Let's not forget the umbrella, just to keep in rhythm with Ella's 'cocktail' glass. I have been with her for over 12 years and I don't still know what the relationship between her and cocktail umbrellas are.
Maybe I'll never know. I could hear her continue the recap unmindful that I wasn't beside her. With the little speed I could muster, I took to the couch so as not to miss out. It's kind of romantic that Ella thought of this though. Just looking at her I can sense the joy in her voice and the warm fire in her eyes as she speaks.


"….. Our love story honestly may seem kind of weird and hilarious all the same you are going to love it. It's unlike what you would normally see or expect from a couple though it's amazing and surprisingly charming I must say, anyhoo it's love," "Even now I get to understand the saying 'beauty is in the eyes of the beholder' more better than ever as I get reminded of it every passing day when I wake up in his arms." said Ella sipping some of her orange juice down her throat without tasting.
Ella~												            I looked towards Jack and dashed an adorable smile. The looks on his face bore that he felt the same way. 
I was glad he did. 
"Let me start you off on the wondrous journey right from the very genesis… Oh!!! I am so excited." I said exhibiting the ideal character of a nervous emoji.
I fixed myself at ease beside my husband 
"It all began like this….." I hope this isn't too far back.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hope you had a nice read. Now to help keep me motivated and going with this wonderful book, rate how you felt with a range of (highest rate)5 - 0.5(lowest rate) stars and also leave inline comments also please follow me. Have a prosperous day. *What follows is a backstory of our two lovebirds*

“Perhaps Mira, perhaps… I am better off living with the fact that he is my secret crush and we aren’t in any sort of a relationship or anything, than to express how I feel about him and probably get my heart squashed”
									
“…. But you are not into me so I’m gonna protect my little heart and I’m gonna go. It’s clear no doubt that you are in love with someone else."

‘Our Love Story’ portrays the narrative story of the love life of Ella Kendall and Jack Miles. The ups and down in their love as Jack’s dad gets himself hell bent on Jack giving his heart out to another and the twisted reality of painful love meddles its way into their story. 
Ella gets her heart locked up after her first heart-felt refusal leaving Jack no choice at a time to also lock up his feelings for her. Their love is amusing based on ‘love at first flight’.
The couple share their wondrous story of love through this piece right from their normal lives before they met and then gradually steering the tale towards how they met each other, fell in love and for themselves married. Find out how this romantic journey would go in this superb and delicate book. 
This romantic piece once again is nothing more than fiction. Read, enjoy and leave a heart-felt review along the way.

Once upon a time there were a king and a queen, and they had a daughter, whom everyone called Snow White. The queen died under strange circumstances, the investigation of her death was suspended in a strange way, and soon the king married again. The new wife was not a simple jane with a pumped up ass, she had a lot of hidden talents and some special equipment, among other things.

The tablet, disguised as a mirror, one from a batch made in an atmosphere of deep secrecy for the operational staff of the NSA. 128-core CPU at 10 gigahertz, terabytes of RAM, a custom operating system, with a speech interface, artificial intelligence and the information retrieval system from Palantir. The tablet had access to a secret version of Google, which indexes not only publicly available data, but also the databases of the NSA, the CIA, the FBI, satellite images, data from Aegis sensors around the world, telephone conversations, SMSs, social networks and so on and so forth, even dark net. It was enough to say the code phrase "mirror, mirror, on the wall" and then one could formulate a request in a natural language.

It is unknown what was the mission of that "queen", but during her free time, she used the equipment in an inappropriate way:

- Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who in this land is fairest at all, show results in all languages, - the queen asked several times a day.

And every time mirror returned links only to her Facebook profile, the only place where her photos were available. And then one day, after the next software update on the tablet, either the cache was purged or Palantir changed the algorithm for displaying the results, but instead of links to her Facebook profile, the queen received a bunch of photos of Snow White, in all forms, including those she sent only to her boyfriend. The queen was such a selfish and narcissistic nature, that even wanted to break the mirror, but then she remembered what was its cost and what she had to go to get it, changed her mind, and ordered to kill Snow White on Silkroad. Although, it is quite possible that there were no emotions there, and this was just part of her mission.

Snow White was taken to the forest, but something went wrong, because the greedy queen chose the performers according to the principle of who asks less, and the princess managed to escape. The performers produced fake evidence of the extermination of Snow White, provided it to the queen, received the money and disappeared. Snow White was hiding in the forest, she threw out her phone and credit cards, didn't contact people, and the queen couldn't track her.

However, on the third day princess really wanted to eat, and she went to a farm somewhere deep in the dense forest. She found some food, chopped it and fell onto the bed. Awakening was tough:

- Who the hell are you? - Someone who looked like a dwarf pushed her. Behind him there was a second one, with AK74 in his hands, and five more against the wall.

- I uhh ... Princess Snow White - the princess forgot about caution - And who are you? Roleplayers?

- We are digging uranium ore here in the mountains, - the dwarves replied. - We make uranium concentrate from the ore in that hangar and sell it to Iranians, they enrich it up to 20% and sell it to North Koreans ..

- So, stop! Why are you telling me all this? I want to get out of here alive! - interrupted them Snow White.

- We don't want to upset you, but don't you read the news?" You are officially no longer alive, your legs, hands and bubs were found separated in the forest, world leaders expressed condolences, and about five terrorist organisations took responsibility for your terrible death.

- What a fuck! ... - Snow White was upset - And what should I do now?

- Stay with us, - the dwarfs suggested, - you will deactivate our clothes, otherwise the dosimeters are going through the roof, we don't even know what doses we are grabbing. So, about our business, Marie Curie received the Nobel Prize almost for the same, and we are blamed for breaking the non-proliferation treaty. Just don't use the phone and don't go outside, you'll get to the street view of a secret Google, your stepmother will immediately find you and we all will be in troubles.

And they began to live together. Snow White energetically started to work on radiation safety and occupational health, forced the dwarves to purchase protective equipment, introduced regular decontamination, and converted the toilet into a storage facility for liquid radioactive waste. And everything went fine, but once dwarves managed to tell that a new iPhone had come out, and Snow White immediately wanted it.

- Wait, let the experts check what bookmarks and vulnerabilities there are in the software and prepare the patches - the dwarves tried to rationalise it - Three to four months and we'll buy a patched one!

- I know those patches, Apple support does not apply to them and there is no access to the App Store! - the princess did not calm down.

And finally, she persuaded the dwarves. It is not known what other vulnerabilities there were in that iPhone, but there was one fatal bug, or feature: by default it was taking GPS coordinates every 5 seconds, one second long audio sample every 15 seconds, and photos from both cameras every minute, and sent everything directly to Apple, together with the traffic logs and data from other sensors, obviously that was done to improve the quality of service. Dwarves quickly discovered this feature and turned it off, but it was too late, several pieces of data were gone. The data integration between Apple and Palantir took place at night and that was enough to identify the princess and next morning the mirror showed the queen that she wasn't fairest at all anymore. The Queen immediately realised that if you want to achieve a stable result, but at the same time keep everything secret, you need to act yourself, put on gloves, a mask, and began to inject the Novichok into a beautiful red apple.

- Have you ordered some healthy organic food? - Snow White suddenly heard a knock on the door

- No,- Snow White answered regretfully, the dwarves ate almost exclusively pizza with mayonnaise.

- I have clearly indicated this address, and the order has already been paid, - someone insisted on the other side of the door.

- Well, if so, please - the princess was delighted and opened the door, an unremarkable woman stood on the threshold, with a basket of vegetables and fruits in her hands, it was the made-up queen.

- Today there is a plum set and this currant, and this apple is a gift from the company, - the woman said.

- Thank you, thank you, - said Snow White, not leaving the threshold, according to the schedule, the next KH-11 was just to fly over the farm - bye, have a nice day!

Closing the door, the princess immediately bit off a piece of apple, it was only one in the basket, and fell down dead. In the evening, the dwarves returned from work and were shocked, but fortunately nothing of value was lost, and the princess was alive, albeit being in a coma. Spectral analysis showed that the apple contained tetrodotoxin. Why not Novichok? Because the queen kept special equipment in a complete disorder, and mixed them up, stupid bitch!

The dwarves neatly put Snow White on the couch, began resuscitation and at that moment someone knocked to the door, and very persistently. One of the dwarves took the barrel off the fuse, the other went to open.

- Snow White! Snow White !!!! - shouted someone from outside. - Are you here ?!

For some unknown reason, the king, the princess's dad, did not delve into the matter of her death, but suspended as well the investigation into her mother's death, which cannot be said about the her boyfriend. He was apparently not a simple guy either, and did not believe in reports of her death, immediately realised that it was a fake, not really a body, no genetic examination of the remains, nor witnesses, and secondly, he also had access to the secret Google , although not in real time, nevertheless, after a few hours, he discovered that the princess was lit up, and immediately went to the place.

Snow White was cured, and they, together with her boyfriend, convened a press conference in a people crowded place. The queen also came there, scandalised, tried to deny everything, but suddenly a black helicopter without identification marks appeared over the conference venue, the queen looked at him, turned pale, and fell down with a shot through her head, someone didn't forgive her such a failure.

Her things then were examined, but the mirror-tablet was not found. And Snow White and her boyfriend went to Goa to relieve stress, they got drunk there and shared all the ins and outs of this story with some hippy, then he told me.

Trên thực tế thì trong hai năm trở lại đây, hình thức tiếp thị sản phẩm trên kênh phát thanh của DJ người da đen chẳng còn mới mẻ nữa, Suge Knight đã học hỏi thành công phương pháp này.
Ngày hai mươi sáu, Tổng thống đương nhiệm đã ký vào dự luật bảo vệ quyền trẻ em.
"Mimi, chúng ta không thể ở bên nhau trong năm mới được."
Tống Á gọi điện thoại cho Mariah Carey, vì sự thất bại trong tuyển cử của Dinkins, nên tiệc mừng năm mới ở quảng trường Thời Đại New York chẳng liên quan gì đến hắn nữa. Văn phòng thị trưởng của đảng Cộng hòa chỉ mời cô đến biểu diễn phiên bản solo nữ của "Empire State of Mind". Hơn nữa mình phải có mặt tại Chicago vào ngày mồng một để ký hợp đồng với Công ty Hóa chất Dow.
"Thật đáng ghét, em nhớ anh, em muốn được ở bên anh vào năm mới."
Cô cũng không muốn đi, nhưng Tống Á lại khuyên cô không được bỏ cơ hội trình diễn mỗi năm một lần này, vì chỉ cần hát một bài là dễ dàng kiếm được một triệu rồi. Nó chẳng khác nào "phiếu cơm" dài hạn, rất nhiều ca sĩ cầu mà cầu không được, tiệc mừng năm mới của "Big Apple"* có ảnh hưởng nhất định đến toàn thế giới, đến lúc đó các quốc gia khác đều sẽ đưa tin.
(*) Big Apple là biệt danh của New York.
"Ngoan nào."
"Em có ngoan hay không anh là người hiểu rõ nhất mà, bên cạnh toàn là người của anh." Cô hờn trách, "Còn anh thì ngược lại, không biết có ngoan hay không đây."
"Lẽ nào em không cài gián điệp sao?"
"Hừm, vậy vẫn chưa đủ, em muốn đến Hollywood tự mình trông chừng anh."
"Được, không thành vấn đề." Tống Á hỏi, "Roberto làm sao vậy? Hình như ông ta rất tức giận anh."
"Không biết, em không quan tâm đến ông ta." Mariah Carey trả lời.
"Anh hiểu rồi, có lẽ vấn đề chính là ở chỗ đó."
Định hướng âm nhạc của cô và Roberto Clayville ngày càng khác biệt, Roberto cũng sớm nhận ra phong cách Adult Contemporaty ngày càng ít được hoan nghênh, cho nên ông ta dần dần tập trung sức lực vào công việc kinh doanh. Về phương diện âm nhạc ông ta bắt đầu chuyển sang làm chủ sở hữu phòng thu và quản lý ca sĩ, ông ta đã sớm nhìn trúng Shakira, nhưng do mình giở trò nên vô tình khiến cho Shakira chọn Estefan, người có sức ảnh hưởng lớn hơn trong giới âm nhạc Latin, khiến ông ta thành công dã tràng.
"Vấn đề gì chứ?"
"Không có gì, chú ý giữ gìn cổ họng nhé, em diễn quá sung tại buổi trình diễn ở quảng trường Madison, em cứ hát nhép theo nhạc đệm ở tiệc mừng năm mới là được." 
"Em đâu có phải là anh đâu mà thích hát nhép chứ." Cô cằn nhằn.
"Ha ha, có thu hoạch được gì ở mùa trao giải không?"
"Đại khái là sẽ lấy vài giải thưởng của AMA, Daniel và Newman sẽ giành lấy giúp em."
"Hâm mộ em quá."
Hai người nói chuyện điện thoại xong, Tống Á lại tiếp tục xử lý chuyện làm ăn. A+ Audio vận hành dự án trang web Musical America để đầu cơ đất nên hơi gặp khó khăn về tài chính, nhưng vẫn nằm trong giới hạn an toàn, thứ đáng giá nhất thuộc về công ty này chính là cổ phần của DTS.
Công ty A+ Pedal vẫn như cũ, lợi nhuận không cao, bọn họ có đất đai và nhà xưởng tại Sunnyvale, còn sở hữu hai mươi lăm phần trăm cổ phần Công ty A+ Dress. Tổng Giám đốc Riise là nhà quản lý chuyên nghiệp nương nhờ vào mình sớm nhất, làm việc phù hợp với quy tắc, sang năm anh ta sẽ được thưởng một số cổ phần.
Tình hình của Palm có những chuyển biến tốt đẹp, đương nhiên không chỉ riêng gì sản phẩm PDA của công ty, mà là vì một số phần mềm mà họ đã viết để phát triển PDA. Người sáng lập công ty là Jeffrey Hawkins đã cùng với một số khách hàng lớn như Cisco, HP, IBM sửa lại phần mềm rồi dùng vào sản phẩm của họ. Ví dụ như việc đồng bộ phần mềm trong sản phẩm của HP, IBM, vì muốn đơn giản hóa thao tác quản lý kho mà chế tạo ra máy quản lý kho cầm tay vân vân. Thậm chí anh ta còn liên hệ với Apple, hai công ty cùng cảnh ngộ khi thất bại trong việc sản xuất PDA, Apple không chịu từ bỏ ý định đã dứt khoát mua luôn sáng chế độc quyền trong lĩnh vực nhận dạng chữ viết tay của Palm để cải tiến hệ thống chữ viết tay của PDA Newton đang bị chỉ trích của bọn họ.
Tạp chí Musical America vẫn lỗ đều mỗi năm một triệu, tờ báo St. Louis Post-Dispatch báo cáo rằng đã chuyển lỗ thành lãi, chủ yếu đến từ việc số người đặt báo tăng lên nhờ tin tức độc quyền chuyện tình giữa hắn và Mariah Carey đem lại.
Hắn ký tên lên một số tài liệu, "Ồ, đúng rồi, năm nay Marc Andreessen sẽ tốt nghiệp Đại học Illinois tại Urbana-Champaign đúng không? Tại sao cậu ta không đến tìm tôi để nói về chuyện đầu tư mạo hiểm vào công cụ trình duyệt web nhỉ?" Hắn hỏi Linda.
"Hiện tại World Wide Web phát triển rất nhanh, tiền nóng đã bắt đầu đổ ào ào vào ngành công nghiệp mạng mới nổi, Marc Andreessen là một trong hai lập trình viên của Mosaic, mà Mosaic lại rất được đón nhận trên World Wide Web."
Dyle hiện tại không thích quản lý việc nào khác ngoài sự vụ của Công ty A+ Audio, Tống Á cũng không tìm được luật sư thích hợp để quản lý phần đầu tư này nên đành phải để Linda tạm thời tiếp nhận, vậy cho nên chị ta phải bổ sung một loạt các kiến thức về khoa học kỹ thuật, "Một lập trình viên khác tên Bina là nhân viên ăn lương của trường đại học, code mà anh ta viết ra chắc sẽ thuộc quyền sở hữu của trường, vốn mạo hiểm chỉ có thể rót cho Marc Andreessen, nhưng tên đó vừa tốt nghiệp liền trốn đâu mất, hiện tại không còn ai nhìn thấy cậu ta nữa."
"Chờ giá cao sao? Cái tên ranh mãnh này."
Tống Á không muốn từ bỏ nên gọi hai kỹ thuật viên máy tính đã từng đưa hắn đến UIUC để tìm hiểu về Mosaic và dặn bọn họ nghĩ cách liên lạc với Marc Andreessen, rồi gạt chuyện này sang một bên.
Ngày cuối cùng của năm 1993, Công ty Hóa chất Dow tuyên bố, mai sẽ là ngày công bố tin tức kinh doanh quan trọng, bởi vì ngày một tháng Một là ngày nghỉ lễ nên cổ phiếu sẽ không cần dừng niêm yết.
Roberto Clayville đột nhiên tìm tới, ông ta còn dẫn theo luật sư của ông ta và David Gledhill, cùng với người của Walmart.
"Chào cậu, APLUS."
Có lẽ vì muốn kéo gần khoảng cách nên Walmart cử hai quản lý cấp trung người da đen đến, "Chúng ta nói chuyện chứ?"
"Được thôi."
Tống Á đoán được bọn họ muốn làm gì, "Roberto, ông làm vậy là rất ngu xuẩn."
"Xin lỗi, làm ăn là làm ăn." Roberto Clayville nói một cách lạnh lùng, hờ hững.
"Nhưng vẫn rất ngốc, ông bán cổ phần công ty cho Walmart đều có lợi đối với tôi và bọn họ, nhưng lại tự làm mình và David bị loại khỏi cuộc chơi." Tống Á nói, ngoài miệng thì nói là có lợi cho mình, nhưng thực ra hắn không muốn sáp nhập với một công ty lớn vào lúc này.
"Tôi không cần một tên nẫng tay trên của tôi một cô ca sĩ đi dạy tôi làm như thế nào mới không ngu. Đừng cho rằng tôi không biết cậu đang nghĩ gì, cậu vốn không muốn chia hoa hồng, cậu hối hận vì đã dẫn tôi vào công cuộc làm ăn có tiền đồ rộng mở của cậu! Công ty A+ Pedal của cậu kiếm được tiền liền vay mua đất, Công ty A+ Dress cũng vậy! Cổ phần của tôi hiện tại biến đi đâu không biết nữa, bây giờ ngay cả quyền phát ngôn cũng không có, thì có tác dụng gì! Chẳng phải Công ty Barn của cậu bán rất dứt khoát sao!? F*ck!"
Roberto Clayville chửi, "Công ty A+ Pedal dù gì cũng là do tôi giúp đỡ nên cậu mới có thể lấy được! Khi cậu chỉ là một thằng nhóc không xu dính túi ở Chicago, tôi đã nâng đỡ cho cậu biết bao nhiêu ở Sony Columbia Records, cậu đã quên rồi sao?"
"Tôi nẫng tay trên ai?"
"Shakira! Thằng khốn chết tiệt không thể kiềm chế được nửa thân dưới như cậu!"
"Tôi không ký hợp đồng với cô ấy, tôi cũng không lấy được hợp đồng quản lý của cô ấy." Tống Á ngơ ngác không hiểu gì.
"Đừng giả ngu! Thằng dối trá! Cậu không còn là bạn tôi nữa, thôi bỏ đi, bỏ đi, đừng nói chuyện này nữa, hiện tại chúng ta chỉ bàn chuyện làm ăn thôi." Ông ta vô cùng kích động, xem ra trong lòng đã kìm nén rất nhiều bất mãn.
"APLUS, chúng tôi rất xem trọng thương hiệu quần áo của cậu, nên chúng tôi đã vào cuộc."
Hai người quản lý cấp trung da đen của Walmart lấy ra một tập tài liệu, "Chúng tôi thu mua 5% cổ phần Công ty A+ Pedal từ ông Clayville, và cả 8% cổ phần của Công ty A+ Dress từ ông David Gledhill và ông Clayville. Bởi vì Công ty A+ Pedal sở hữu 25% cổ phần Công ty A+ Dress nên chúng tôi có tổng cộng là 9.25% cổ phần của Công ty A+ Dress, giải thích như vậy đúng không?"
"Với ngần đó cổ phần các vị không có quyền biểu quyết, số lượng cổ phần mà tôi nắm mang tính quyết định nên tôi là người có tiếng nói cuối cùng." Tống Á trả lời.
"Nhưng chúng tôi vẫn sẽ cử một giám đốc đại diện đến làm việc tại Công ty A+ Dress." Đối phương nói.
"Cứ việc cử đi, tôi sẽ bảo Scott để dành cho anh ta một phòng làm việc nhỏ." Nghe ý tứ trong những lời anh ta nói thì giao dịch giữa Walmart và Roberto Clayville đã xong rồi, Tống Á chỉ mặt Roberto Clayville không hề khách khí, "Hai người đã trả cho tên Judas* này bao nhiêu tiền?"
(*) Tên phản đồ của Chúa, thường được dùng để ám chỉ những kẻ phản bội.
"Tùy cậu muốn nói sao cũng được, dù sao thì đó cũng là một con số mà tôi rất hài lòng." Roberto Clayville nói.
"Ông đã làm được gì chứ?" Tống Á trách móc ông ta, "Ông chẳng làm được cái cóc khô gì tại hai công ty đó hết! Cổ phiếu trong tay ông sở dĩ đáng giá như vậy đều là nhờ vào tôi tự mình kinh doanh!"
"Ha ha, bây giờ cậu và cô Carey không cần lấy lòng tôi nữa đúng không? Tôi và David Gledhill không còn giá trị lợi dụng nữa, cô ta cũng sẽ không sử dụng bài hát của chúng tôi nữa..."
"Ờ... Hai người."
Người của Walmart chen ngang cuộc cãi vã của hai người bọn họ, "Chúng tôi thích thiết kế áo thun của cậu, APLUS, chúng tôi xem trọng sách lược kinh doanh của cậu. Đúng, ông Clayville đã than vãn với chúng tôi rằng không lâu trước đây công ty của cậu có biến động, nhưng chúng tôi đều cảm thấy những hành động đó là chính xác, nên sang năm chúng tôi sẽ tăng giá mua khi chi phí của công ty cậu tăng mạnh và lợi nhuận kỳ vọng giảm.
"Các anh cần số cổ phần bé tí tẹo đó làm gì? Công ty của các anh lớn như vậy mà."
Tống Á trả lời, "Thương hiệu áo thun của các anh thậm chí còn rẻ hơn của tôi nữa!"
"Chúng tôi cần phải bảo đảm mối quan hệ với một vài nhà cung cấp, không nên đặt tất cả trứng vào một rổ, đúng không nào?" Đối phương cười nói.
"Vậy các anh sẽ đem áo thun của chúng tôi vào bán trong cửa hàng?" Tống Á hỏi.
"Một số mẫu hot còn phải bán theo kiểu độc quyền." Đối phương trả lời.
"Quan hệ hợp tác giữa tôi và Target cùng với Sears rất tốt, đương nhiên có thể thương lượng những chuyện này."
Tống Á nghĩ ra điều gì đó, "Tôi không cho phép các anh tiếp tục dẫn dụ các cổ đông khác của công ty, bọn họ đều là bạn bè của tôi, tôi không muốn vì tiền mà hủy hoại quan hệ giữa họ và tôi. Nếu bị tôi phát hiện, các anh đừng mơ tới việc có được một chiếc áo thun của tôi! Thái độ của tôi rất rõ ràng."
"Sẽ không đâu." Đối phương cam đoan. Lúc này điện thoại di động trong túi anh ta vang lên, nên anh ta liền đứng dậy ra ngoài bắt máy, người của Walmart xin lỗi Tống Á, "Xin lỗi, cuộc điện thoại này rất quan trọng."
"Không sao." Tống Á xua tay rồi tiếp tục mắng Roberto Clayville, "Ông là đồ ngu ngốc, sau này ông sẽ hối hận."
"À..."
Người nghe điện thoại đi vào, vẻ mặt phức tạp nói với Tống Á, "Có lẽ sau này thương hiệu quần áo của công ty chúng tôi sẽ không rẻ như áo thun của cậu đâu."
"Là sao?" Tống Á hỏi.
"Vừa rồi chính phủ Trung Quốc tuyên bố, giảm tỷ giá hối đoái đô la Mỹ với nhân dân tệ từ 5.8 xuống thẳng 8.7."


Một chàng trai người Trung Quốc trong lúc mơ hồ không rõ nguyên nhân đã xuyên không vào thân thể của cậu bé Alexandre Tống, một cậu trai mười lăm tuổi, mồ côi, sống nhờ nhà dì tại Chicago.
Hoàn cảnh của thân thể mà Tống Á xuyên không cực kỳ bi thảm. Đầu tiên chính là nghèo đói, gia đình của dì hắn chủ yếu sống nhờ vào món tiền trợ cấp vốn dĩ vô cùng ít ỏi.
Câu chuyện về những kẻ khi xuyên không không cần lo về vấn đề tài chính lại không hề xảy ra với hắn. Hiện tại, trong túi quần của hắn chỉ có ba đồng hai lăm xu, chỉ dám dùng để chuẩn bị cho tình huống khẩn cấp thì lấy ra gọi điện thoại công cộng.
Nơi gia đình hắn ở là phía Nam thành phố Chicago, mảnh đất của sự nghèo khó, súng ống, thuốc phiện, bang phái, báo thù chém giết lẫn nhau.
Tống Á cứ tưởng rằng hắn sẽ lớn lên trong những ngày tháng thiếu thốn đầy nguy hiểm như thế. Nhưng rồi đến một ngày hắn bỗng nhận được “thiên khải”. 
Bằng sự không ngoan, hắn đã sử dụng “thiên khải” để giúp mình trở nên nổi tiếng, đưa cả gia đình ra khỏi khu vực miền Nam Chicago và vươn lên, chiếm lĩnh toàn bộ thị trường âm nhạc nước Mỹ.


How strange! She had already sweet-talked to the best of her ability; how was he still unaffected?!
"Xiao, are you going to ignore me? I was with Tang Youshi because of my brother..." She had not finished explaining herself, but Beixiao already turned his head away unhappily, seemingly unwilling to hear her out.
The outline of his side profile was as sharp as a knife. His high nose bridge and adequately thick, sexy lips with his chiseled jaw typical of hot male models… Looking down at his sexy Adam's apple... she could not help but start fangirling over him.
"Xiao, don't be angry..." The young girl tiptoed and hugged her jealous boyfriend's neck.
"How can I make you forgive me?" Her seductive movements were intentional. Since sweet-talking did not work, then, she could only…!
He did it on purpose, she knew. Her boyfriend could not be any more reserved. He kept quiet, but his breathing got heavier, and his muscles hardened.
"Like this?" She asked flirtatiously and put her lips on his.
This girl! How smart! That was what he had been waiting for! He did not need her explanation because he trusted her. What he needed was her reassurance and a little reward.
The hotel's fire exit was as empty as usual, except that the two of them kissed passionately.
..
"Am I forgiven now?" She smiled.
He kept a stern face and pinched her cheeks with his rough hands.
She frowned in pain.
"That guy is trying to hit on you!" His voice was firm, and his expression remained gloomy.
"Xiao, don't be mad, I won't ever see him again!" She continued to comfort him. She was not lying either. She did not believe that her dumb brother, after hearing the audio, would still want to stay in N Town and not go back to their hometown with her.
She had thought about this before. She wanted to bring Qiao Tian to J Town to develop his career. He studied Computer Science, and although it was still a niche subject at that time, in another two years...
"You're getting braver and braver knowing that I'll tolerate you because I love you, huh..." Turning around, Beixiao pressed her onto the wall. Although he kept a cold expression, his tone could not be any gentler.
"Since when?! It really was because I wanted to help my brother..." Ye Qiao quickly explained what happened. Indeed, Tang Youshi really wanted to help her. Ning Jing had thicker skin than she had expected. After what happened, Ning Jing went to Tang Youshi and accused Qiao Tian of not letting her go and forcing her to stay with him. Tang Youshi recorded everything she said and gave the recording to Ye Qiao, who had just played it for Qiao Tian in his room.
Qiao Tian was devastated, but fortunately, Xiao Dong and Zhou Peng were there to look after him.
After listening to his girlfriend's sincere explanation, Beixiao's expression softened. "I just can't stand seeing him hit on you! He'd better give up!"
He still sounded like he wanted to kill someone. In both her previous and current life, Xiao was always this easily jealous.
"After seeing my handsome and cool boyfriend, how would he dare to come near me!? He can't even compete with you!" Ye Qiao flattered Beixiao. Then, she pecked his lips again. "So, is this an applied leave or a holiday?"


Wrongly imprisoned for a crime she did not commit, Ye Qiao was freed from the iron gates that locked her away for seven years with nowhere to go, no one to see, and nothing to move on to following the passing of her husband, who she had never appreciated. The man was part of the Special Forces and had been killed during a mission. 
She thought she would never cry again after being hardened by the hard knocks of prison life, but there she was, weeping for the man named Lu Beixiao. He had spent his entire life loving her, truly and deeply, but she had been misled by her own stupidity and lack of trust. 
On her first day out of prison, she found herself in an accident and learned that it was actually a homicide, presumably by the same people that had killed her husband. "Boss, there's nothing to worry about. She is going to die for sure," the stranger's voice rang in her ears.
Even though she was going to die, all she could think of was that she wanted to see her husband again in her next life and find her way back in love. 
She must.
All of sudden, Ye Qiao awakened to her life twenty years ago! It seemed that she had been given another chance to right the wrongs of the past, but would she be able to overcome the obstacles that had held her back in her past life? Who was the man responsible for her death, and would he prevent her from doing so?

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