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A Bastard For The Heir Expensive Champagne
12pm the next day, the Marlow Police force released the long awaited Press Release to be streamed live on various channels and online news site.Later, articles of apology came pouring in to Myra Rogers the victim, Kevin Smith, her Boss who’s also the CEO at Shining Hope. The whole media apologize for escalating the situation and smearing the reputation of the company.Myra granted a brief interview to the radio station, answering all their questions to the best of her ability.But she refused to answer questions surrounding- Who was real culprit?It would be wrong to hear it from her that the Accountant that had been working at the company for over 15 years was the man behind it all.Not only her accusation but every other accusations of the past CEOs.The public would surely come to know, and by that time, the company would receive a very huge blow cause the President would be scolded and blamed for the pains every victim felt and for not bothering to investigate to find out the tru
A Bastard For The Heir Walkie Talkie
Pablo found room 103 easily. He knocked. "Who's there?" A gruff voice relied from within."Room delivery service" Pablo answered."I didn't order for anything" the man replied. Pablo was thinking he would have to break the door open. It creaked open. He immediately brought out his pistol and pushed the man back inside."Nice to meet you Reynolds" he grinned."You're such a wise cat. Been avoiding us ever since" He laughed. The man's face had gone white and he was numb.Reynolds moved back to the bed and bent to pick his phone. Pablo was quicker, he shot his arm! Reynolds fell to tje floor. "Where's the money?" He asked in rage."What money?""Don't play dumb with me! You bloody fool"Pablo shot him in the leg again. The man yelped out in pain writhing on the floor.Pablo quickly walked to the wardrobe searching for the suitcase. After a frantic search to no avail. He walked back to the man still writhing in agony on the floor."Where did you keep it?" He yelled hitting him hard w
A Bastard For The Heir Overwhelmed
Myra took a few steps back in shock. Her head banged loud as the doctor’s words sunk in.Blood wasn’t pumping to Mum’s brain? What exactly does that mean?“What’re you trying to say, doctor?” Kevin spoke up beside her, grabbing Myra steady.“We still have to perform some tests on her to diagnose her real condition. Her passing out was probably due to a lot of stress. We advise that you keep calm till the real results come out.” The doctor added and made his way down the hall.Tears were already rolling down Myra’s cheeks. She slumped to the floor with a thud “It’s all my fault, I should have looked after her better. I always work and spend days without calling her. It’s all my fault.” She sobbed hard. “I’m never going to forgive myself if she dies, Kevin.”Kevin crouched in front of her, taking her hands gently. “It’s okay, Myra. Mum is going to be okay. I promise.”“Kevin,” She looked into his eyes, her eyes filled with pain and anguish. “When I saw her lying on the floor, not breath
A Bastard For The Heir Skipped A Beat
"What is it, Kevin?" Myra moved closer to face him. "Why did your demeanour change all of a sudden?"He let out a short breath, taking her hands into his. "Myra. I want you to take this with an open mind and-"The ping of his phone cut him off. "Excuse me."He reached out for his phone to see another text message from Cynthia.'My plane just touched down at the airport, I'll be taking a cab straight to your place, see you soon, love.'Kevin's gaze turned colder. What the fuck was Cynthia driving at?Why would she want to see him first after landing in the country?After shattering his heart to pieces and all these years of no communication. What exactly does she want from him now?He gripped the phone harder, his knuckles turning white."Kevin, are you okay?" Myra asked again. "Ive never seen you like this-" She was suddenly cut off by the ringing of her phone."It's Amal." Myra whispered, excusing herself to take the call somewhere else.Kevin looked back at his phone, his fingers on
A Bastard For The Heir Choke!
Next morning. Valerisa was woken up by a soft voice calling out her name, she opened her eyes to see Naomie at the door. It's morning already, she must have slept off last night while crying herself out.."Sis we've all been very worried looking for you" Valerisa looked to the door. "what are you doing here?" Valerisa ignored her and tried to get up but couldn't..Naomie rushed to help her, she ducked from her touch. "Valerisa your eyes are swollen and your face is pale, what's wrong?". "Don't tell me you cried through the night".Valerisa kept mute and tried to get up again when Naomie helped her. "What time is it?" Valerisa asked staring at her."It's nine already" Valerisa looked away when she noticed Naomie had black eyes. "We were about to have breakfast when Alicia reported that you weren't in your room". "We all became worried and I decided to look in here".They had gotten to the door. Naomie looked downstairs and shouted "Alicia I've found her" Dad's deep voice came from the
A Bastard For The Heir Flashback!
Pablo sipped his drink as he watched Lisa climb up the stairs, she'd been docile ever since he hit her yesterday. Though he didn't miss the deadly glances she sent him occasionally.He grimaced at the name of the casino 'Sculpted'. It was an undercover casino, a hotel to novices. Perfect for secret games. Pablo turned to look around. He winced as pain surged through his head, he fingered the stupid bandage that was placed around his head. Yesterday, he'd bled so much that he passed out.He was sitting at the bar which was quite deserted, everyone was at the dancefloor. It was still 11.30pm. The reason he'd come here was because of this nasty client of theirs: Nathan Corbels. Pablo adjusted his glasses and fake moustache. He'd deliberately avoided the gambling tables, didn't want anyone to recognize him here. Vic was probably still boiling. Pablo smirked. Bloody fool!He took up his phone to check out the message from Braddock.'The police are on the highway, they're searching each
A Bastard For The Heir Coordinator Mason
"Common dear, come along to the park with us?" Mrs Brooklyn muttered knocking on Nina's bathroom door. She'd locked herself in her room since she arrived yesterday. Even refusing to have dinner. She'd ran into the bathroom when they forced the door open a while ago. "Do you want to be all alone? It's gonna be fun Nina. Common". A boy shrieked waving a banner up in the air. The Annual Holly Festival was going to begin in the next few hours. It was to take place in the town's Park. Mrs Brooklyn wanted Nina to participate so she'll make some friends. She's too quiet. "Alright" Nina said weakly. "I've got to dress first ok? I'll meet you in the garage in fifteen minutes"Mrs Brooklyn sighed and walked out of the room tugging her over excited son along to give Nina some privacy. She'd found Nina in the hospital three months ago. Someone had found her unconscious somewhere and brought her to the hospital. She met the girl abandoned with nowhere to go. Mrs Brooklyn sighed sadly. Maybe fat
A Bastard For The Heir Flung Her Bra!
Lisa got to the third floor and walked through the hallway, checking the room labels for 103 when she felt a hand on her butt. She turned and slapped the guy!"How dare you!" She gritted venting all her frustrations out. The dark haired guy slammed her back into the wall! He growled and held her neck."Who do you think you are?" His gruff voice yelled.Lisa tried to grab his hands off but his grip became tighter on her neck. "I'm gonna teach you some lessons. Sorry bitch!"She felt the air in her her lungs squeezing out, her hands and feet were getting weaker, she was suffocating. "P..Please" she gasped for air. He held her back and slammed her back against the wall. She fell to the floor instantly. Lisa got up and massaged her neck where he held her. It hurt like hellThe guy crouched in front of her. "Where were we?" He asked slyly.He smiled and yanked her her up, dragging her to the end of the hallway. Lisa saw the room label was 110, the last room in the hall. Probably where
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