Ali Liebert Partner Novels & Stories

unexpected. “Liam,” I began, my tone clipped, “I know you asked for a ride from the airport, but you never said why. What brings you to town? Shouldn’t you be managing Hailsing’s hospital?” He placed Abigail down gently before turning to me, his usual smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. “Wow, Lauren, always straight to business.” But then his expression darkened, his voice lowering, his blonde lock falling over his brow. “For some reason, Alexander decided to resurrect our old partnership with Sophia’s company. You remember how that ended, right? Breach of contract, hefty penalties—the works.”

Lana cursed inwardly as she closed her eyes in regret at what had just happened. Diego had just revealed that Dorector Evans indeed had a partner, something that she'd been trying to keep hidden from the other two in the room. Now, both Paul and Liam were looking at her in silence, wearing suspicious frowns. "What's this about a partner, Lana?" Liam asked once more, his voice stern, "Are you talking about someone other than the shareholders?" Lana sighed, deciding to let the cat out of the bag. She gave Liam a direct look, "it is as you've heard, Liam."

Fabian made no move to get up, “Get out.” Liam ignored Fabian’s words and walked straight to Fabian’s bar ignoring the tension between them. He settled himself onto a stool and took a sip from the extra glass of vodka. The two of them had forged a friendship while pursuing their degrees at MIT, to the point where they became partners and started Virtuex together. Then the fallout came. Fabian scowled, “You’re not welcomed here.” “Oh come on, I missed you.” “What do you want?”

After putting fresh flowers down, I turned around and said with a raised brow, “Didn’t we agree that you’re getting Giselle’s company? I’m getting half its value in cash.” Displeased, Ceris leaned in and whispered in my ear. “But what if I want you to be mine in return?” I didn’t give an answer, neither agreeing nor declining. Whether I could commit to her was a question for another day. Life still went on. Tomorrow would be another day. Maybe one day, I might find the courage to give marriage another try. -END-

As he read through the content, his expression quickly turned complex. "Old Driver": I’m not a wealthy man; I’m just a worker. Thanks to my boss for letting me drive her brand-new car, and thanks to everyone for lifting me up, I got to play the rich guy @Vivian Carter. James scott: Just to clarify, this is my partner and the chief designer I admire, Mieli. This is my rumored girlfriend @Lia kelvin. Lia kelvin: Vivian and I are actually great friends behind the scenes, not in the love triangle everyone is speculating about @Vivian Carter.

"That's not what I meant." "Relax, I'm just pulling your leg." Youri tapped the contract on the table and slid it across to her. "Take a look, Ms. Lyon. What do you think of it?" The two companies were discussing a partnership in chip technology, with Lukesh Company being relatively inexperienced compared to the well-established Linton Group. Fortunately, Yaslyn had thoroughly prepared before embarking on this venture, so she found the contract comprehensible and not overly complex. However, a couple of points caught her off guard.

“Wow! I'm just her friend, and where did you get this idea of involvement with our boss? — Lia, you hide a lot, I should have told my old mother right, you are not trustworthy, you can take me away, but know that I have nothing to do with him, I could never have anything between us because I am an employee and he is the boss ! “Are you doubting my friendship with you? I just believe that you don't belong here, you deserve something better than taking care of other people's children, that's all, but if you think otherwise I can't change your thoughts. “Who knows what’s best for me is me! — Okay, I'm sorry about something, I just want the best for you, but I know he likes you, that's for sure.

"Relax, Mister Penn. We're from Lantech. We've come here to discuss a collaboration with you." Two men in suits walked in. The man in the front placed his briefcase on the table. Wilbur asked, "Lantech? The same Lantech whose building caught fire last time?" "That's right." One of the guys in suit smiled and opened his briefcase. He took out a document and placed it on the table. He extended his hand and said, "Hi, Mister Penn, I'm Witter. This is my partner, Andre."

Those billion-dollar contracts were from long-term business partners who renewed them out of loyalty to me—Monica had nothing to do with it. Reynold had already taken away my ability to have children for Monica. Yet, he still had the audacity to act like a loving husband. His hypocrisy disgusted me. I simply said, "I understand Ms. Cline has contributed greatly to the company. You can reward her however you see fit!" After I left, he texted me. "Let's celebrate the company's anniversary, just the two of us another day. I'll prepare a big surprise for you!" Sitting by the hotel pool, I finalized property division details with my lawyer over the phone. Just as I hung up, Monica approached me.

Without thinking too much about it, Liam took a few sips in acknowledgment. "If the need arises, Robertson Group is open to any beneficial partnerships."