Novel & Cerita Anthony Lockwood

If I played this right, I could stockpile expensive items and sell them later if needed. For a brief moment, we were just a father and daughter enjoying a simple meal together. But as much as I tried to relax, I couldn't forget the reality of our relationship. John's warmth was always laced with a hidden agenda, and I couldn't let my guard down for too long. ‘Thank the heavens he only uses force when he’s all out of options and all I have to do is to let him think he hasn’t run out of them.’ A maid came in taking me out of my thoughts. “Sir Mr Lockwood is here to see you.”

Sebastian placed the tab and circled his small chubby arms around the elderly lady, “I am doing something for Mama’s happiness. Can’t you see? She is busy in running a bakery. But she is not happy.” “Oh, young boy,” Mimi clutched him to her bosom, “How thoughtful of you. Do you need my help?” The kid shook his head. When Mimi left there was a naughty grin on his face, “I will guide you to my mom, Mr. Lockwood. But not so easily.” He said and clicked the link, “Enjoy the ride, dear Daddy.” *** Aiden Lockwood and Dr. Leonardo were getting off from the private jet owned by Lockwood companies.

There would be no issue in taking down the rest of them. The Chesterfields and Jonathan Gordon won’t even see it coming. It would be the end if we succeeded. I would leave Lockwood, and Abby would have her life back. “I think you should get back to the pack house,” Molly said as she put the sword in the scabbard. “And I’ll handle your Anthony Gordon problem.” “Can I ask you a question, Molly?” “Of course,” she said, meeting my gaze. “We came to Lockwood together,” I said. “Boyfriend and girlfriend… before I met Abby, and you saw Kelvin again. I guess my question is...”

the leading man greeted me with a respectful tone. I looked at him and returned the greeting, "Good morning. How may I help you?" The leading man, Barrister Lockwood, brought out an ID card and said, "I am Barrister Lockwood from the Russo Empire." I hesitantly collected his ID card and, true to his words, it confirmed his identity. I felt a wave of unease wash over me as I looked at them, unsure of what to do. Lockwood smiled and asked, "Can we come in?"

I should have broken her into very tiny pieces until she is unable to assemble herself or even recognise herself. I should have taken something precious from her just as she'd done to me. "Mr. Lockwood?" A voice suddenly called from behind, snapping me out of my reverie. "Yes, Antonio." I answered without bothering to spare him a glance. "The final batch of invitations have been sent out." He announced, earning a grunt of approval from me. "That's good to hear." He remained silent for a while, probably contemplating on wether to continue or not. "However...Sir... " He stuttered, dragging his gaze to the floor as I finally turned to face.

“You think I’m stupid? You think I’ll just believe some neatly typed death certificate because you put it in front of me? My brother is alive and well, he has been unlawfully locked up in a country that we don't know and can't access. I have spent five years living with that truth, keeping my mother and my entire heart alive with that truth. Don’t stand there and tell me I imagined it all. He isn't dead.” Anthony’s voice stayed maddeningly calm and indifferent . His eyes were steady and looked like this matter didn't shake him. Like it was so insignificant and it made my blood boil. “I don’t have the time or the interest to hide your brother, Florence. I run a multinational corporation. I do

Before Roy could react, Anthony grabbed his arm, catching him off guard. “What the—?!” Roy snapped, yanking his arm back. He shrugged, “ I don’t swing that way.” “Boss doesn’t want you in on this,” Anthony said with a grin, hauling Roy toward the door. “Let them talk business. I’ll keep you entertained,” he added as the door closed behind them. Roy rolled his eyes. “Great. Because what I needed today was a babysitter.” ~ “You know where this is from, don’t you?” Levian said coldly as he tossed the silver locket onto the table for Malfoy to inspect.

Meet the Characters Michael Lockwood Age: 29 Job: CEO of Lockwood Enterprises Physical Description: Medium-dark brown hair, hooded hazel eyes, thin pointy nose, heart chapped face with a scruffy beard, full lips, 6’3ft tall, muscular body. Personality Description: Dominant, Perfectionist, hardworking, reliable, thoughtful, resourceful, jealous, Family: Raphael Lockwood (father), Olivia Lockwood (stepmother), Isabella Smith (Tammy - mother deceased), Gabriel Lockwood (older brother), Amelia Lockwood (younger sister)

“Spare me the shitty words sl*t, You’re the one who’s going into both of their pants, not I. That makes you the bitch. I pity you, Angelica, or should I say...Anna?” “How the fuck did you-?” “You think you have everything? Huh? Do you think I’m that stupid? I’ve come a long way to get a job like this. All the way, I met hundreds of people with hundreds of resources. Do you think I don’t know about how you fucking killed your own father and uncle?” “Oh, I guess both the gentlemen don’t know that your real name is Annabelle Lockwood. How would Jonathan feel when he’ll find out? That you’re both a murderer and a fucking liar.”

Anthony was the youngest child of Gerard Gutierrez. Gerard kicked Anthony out of their mansion because of the scandals the latter was involved in. He cut his son’s allowance and banned him from using credit cards as well. Since then, Anthony had lived off rich women until he found his mine which involved the female wolves. He would search for them into the woods, pretend to be a lost sheep, and would use his handsome face to lure the female wolves and make them fall for him later on. And when that trick would not work, he would call his men and use weapons. Once he was done with the wolves, he would sell them.