Novel & Cerita Adam Driver Nationality

He didn’t look at me, but his presence was overwhelming, like he didn’t need to speak to remind me he was there. When we stepped outside, a sleek black car was already waiting by the curb, the driver standing by with a straight posture, ready for orders. Kelvin walked right past the driver’s side, tugged the door open, and slid in behind the wheel. I hesitated. He wasn’t letting someone else drive? That wasn’t a good sign. The driver looked just as thrown off. "Sir—" "You’re dismissed." Adam’s voice was sharp, leaving no room for discussion. The driver stiffened but nodded, stepping away. I hope the dismissal didn't mean he had been sacked. One could never know with Kelvin.

Just about to speak up, someone entered the room with the typical European style. "Good evening, Mom, Dad," Adam called back in his full suit. "Sorry, I'm late. Just finished attending an invitation from the Austrian embassy for our cooperation project," the man said as an excuse. He walked over to his mother and hugged her warmly. "That's what I want to tell your mother. But it's no use, the only thing she knows is you have to answer her phone," Mr. Adyaksa said. "Sorry, Mom. I left my phone at the office. It was a little bumpy." He put his arm around her. Adam's excuse made Mrs. Wursita's lips curl.

"Where's Adam? Isn't he going to kiss my ass before I leave?" Speak of the devil, here he comes. His car, a sleek dark red Lamborghini, just pulled up at the apartment directly across from ours, separated only by a narrow road. Adam emerged from the driver's seat, looking effortlessly cool. He sported black jeans paired with an off-white shirt, its sleeves casually rolled up to his elbows, and donned stylish sunglasses. His hair, neatly tousled, added to his rugged charm. "Where's your stuff?" my brother asked as Adam approached us. But before responding to my brother, Adam first turned towards Mom and Dad, acknowledging them with a nod of gratitude—that was his way of greeting them instead

" Mom, um meet Mr Adam. The man I told you about, my customer. Remember? keishia said to her mom, getting ready for her mother's scolding. " Is she your mom? Adam asked, trying to recall where he had seen her before. Carmilla stared deeply at Adam, wondering where she had seen him. It's been 21years, who could remember that. But none of them could remember. Am Adam, Adam Garcia, he stretched out his hand to shake Carmilla's.

“Oh yeah, I remember you. You’ve been around for a bit. I was just telling my colleague, Sade, how beautiful she is. Hard to believe she’s got four kids.” Adamo let out a tight chuckle. “Yes, she is. What company are you from again?” Trenton pointed to his name tag. “Adler. We specialize in topicals.” Adamo’s jaw ticked. “So, you’re a scientist or a salesman?” Trenton chuckled. “Scientist.” He turned back to Sade, flashing her a wink. “Don’t forget that number.” With that, he walked away. Sade exhaled, reaching for a drink. “Are you getting something?” she asked Adamo.

“ Sure! She walks back upstairs while Derrick takes his leave. After few hours, she is ready to leave, walking out of the hallway down to the sitting room, her driver is waiting for her. Mrs. Cruz wasted a lot of resources just to make sure Adam gets the job at NATEL COMPANY without tipping them off, Adams has been able to deposit some amount of money to the hospital to commence his mother's treatment. Standing right at Natash sitting room, he is not nervous like he taught he would be, instead he is determined as ever to get these to work in other to provide a better and comfortable life for his family. “ Good morning Ma'am!" He greeted the moment Natash walks into the living room. “ Who are

the woman said with a small chuckle. Thomas laughed softly too. "Okay I understand, be careful and like I will find it difficult to contact you, because you will be serving in one of the remote areas on the border with Jordan." "Of course, Dad is careful there too." "All right, I'll miss you. Get on the plane." The lady disconnects the call first. She then got up from the iron chair, but before taking a step while pulling her suitcase, she opened her passport first. Megan Charoline Guietto. That's the name written.

Adom walked into the room sitting on the coffee table so he could see everyone. "Well as you all may know, I'm Adom. Ash father, or you can say adoptive father. But if you don't want to make him angry never talk to him about this matter. For him I am his real father and those two shits are evil bitches. So I hope you don't bring this stupid topic if you don't need it. And yea I know you think I am really his father how can he talk to me this way. Well it's not his fault, he born as a dram Queen. Sometimes I feel bad for his Alpha." Adom said and look towards Alex who try hard to give Adom his charming smile. But fail when Adom roll his eyes.

is Victor Adams that powerful I mean he's just an ordinary original vampire not some powerful god . "everyone thinks Victor is just a vampire but hell no! he's one of the most powerful creature in existence " he said angrily " what do you mean by that "I ask and he sigh " Victor Adams is a hybrid .half wizard half vampire "he said and I gasped with wide open eyes.its impossible for him to be a vampire and witch at the same time . witches are pure creatures while vampires are dark and unclean creatures ,if he's both then he's gonna be really powerful .

They make their way towards the car that's allotted for them to use when doing missions. Amy is the designated driver, she always has been. Driving is one of her favourite things to do. Moreover, she is a skilled nascar driver. She works as Adam's driver in the team. That's the reason why she didn't have to take part in action much as her action is mostly limited to the car. "I heard about your work from our boss. It's impressive,Adam." Jamie compliments Adam which surprises both Adam and Amy. Adam nods his head to acknowledge the praise though Adam doesn't understand why he would suddenly say that, Jamie is definitely an odd case. However, he doesn't waste his time thinking about other thin