Arcane Tower Bernard Answers Novels & Stories

Bernard didn't look up from his laptop as he grinded the cigarette against the ash tray. "Miss Veronica has been abducted and her friend Nancy has been found unconscious near a cafe where they were last seen with a guy" he informed him and Bernard felt his blood boiling as he looked up at Andrew with a death glare. "I'll give you 10 minutes to track her location and inform me about the bastard who chose his death on such a fine day " Bernard gritted out as he shut his laptop with a thud and got up from his chair, grabbing his suit jacket and heading out of the room.

Chapter 100 Our New Tower Home A week later, Niklaus made a bold move, placing an offer on the tower across from Kie's at double its worth. The sellers were thrilled and quickly accepted. We signed the papers, and just like that, it was ours. Niklaus beamed with excitement as we named it 'Midnight Eclipse', a nod to our beloved yacht. They even surprised Abatrose with a small wrap-around outdoor pool, tailor-made for his enjoyment. I couldn't help but notice the thoughtful gesture, reminiscent of Niklaus's own considerate nature. David's kind reminder of Niklaus's thoughtful side warmed my heart, filling me with a sense of contentment and joy.

“Aaric Bernardi never does anything half-heartedly, Miss de Cruz.” ::: The café in the lobby of B.U. Tower had a unique and upscale vibe. It was always buzzing with professionals caught up in their busy worlds. The rich aroma of premium coffee mixed with the subtle scent of expensive perfume, while the hum of quiet conversations flowed through the sleek, modern space.

Arawn I push through the crowded and sticky halls filled with thundering music to reach the catacombs and reach Bernard, who is already waiting for me with a huge grin. “Bernie,” I growl, making him laugh. He points to a steel door with his thumb, being in the best mood ever. “We had a little incident in one of our dealer rooms.” “What happened?” I ask annoyed.

See if you know its history. Nikki: That’s interesting. Did he say what artifact it was? Bernard: Nope, he didn’t. But he said it is a rare item from a faraway kingdom. It is priceless. I smiled. This is exactly my cup of tea. Nikki: Tell him I’d love to take a look at it. Did he say when and where? Bernard: Yep, tonight, seven o’clock. It is actually in your apartment restaurant, boss. Mr. Banner will be waiting for you at The Suite Restaurant. He’ll take you up to the top floor where his client lives.

"I'm here to pick up Vivian from work, no one can stop me!" "Speak loudly!" Bernard Arnold was extremely annoyed, then laughed. "Do you not mind following your wife all day? But how do you bring her back?" Bernard Arnold crossed his arms and waited to see what happened. Here Amore Mio Miller spoke up. "Let's see if your carriage is equal to this?" Of course, she was talking about Only Snow Wolf, what she just remembered and never forgot. This time Bernard Arnold noticed Only Snow Wolf, was not surprised, did not expect that there was such a super carriage in front of the gate, but he entered the Arnold Drug Store and still did not see any guests from the big family.

"Then what the fuck are you doing with Annemarie?" "Isn't it obvious?" Bernard asks, his grin growing bigger. "I'm getting back at you for being such a smug bastard."

Roman parked behind them and stepped out first. “Well,” he said quietly, scanning the darkness, “nothing says welcome like an open gate before dawn.” Victor ignored him. His eyes stayed fixed on the building. Something was wrong. Too easy. Too prepared. Ariana stepped out beside him. Cold rain hit instantly. The archive towered ahead, three stories of concrete and steel with faded numbering still visible near the loading entrance. ARCHIVE BAY 1 ARCHIVE BAY 2 ARCHIVE BAY 3 Bay 3 stood partially open.

Not one of my brightest ideas, I am both bored and pissed. Aryan’s own apartment was obvious from the very start, Bernard’s front door had loads of the church’s stickers covering it, the door was hidden underneath the stickers. Whilst Aryan’s door looked like he was trying to copy Bernard. The stickers were random and scanty. I shake my head, he wasn’t even trying.

he asked, his voice dripping with indignation. The bouncer looked unimpressed, crossing his arms. “Sir, I’d suggest you don’t make a scene. We’re very busy tonight.” He paused, his eyes finally registering recognition as he glanced at Mr. Bernard. “Hold on…Mr. Bernard?” “Yes, that’s me,” Mr. Bernard replied, glancing at me with a look that said, *Can you believe this?*