Beckett Leeds Novels & Stories

Tina subconsciously lifted her head to look at the newcomer. She recognized the man in front of her at first glance. “M-Mr. Beckett!” Mr. Beckett, also known as Leo Beckett, was a bigwig in the fashion industry. He was known as a genius who had garnered fame and reputation at a young age. He managed to blast his way out of the masses of veteran fashion designers in Paris and successfully made a name for himself. Hence, he was viewed as the pride of the Parisians.

His brown hair was tied up in a bun with a rugged brown beard and bushy eyebrows. “I’m looking for someone.” I reply, remaining sceptical of how much I share. “Aren’t we all. Paula, Paula can you email Beckett back and tell him I won’t take no for an answer. It’s that or we attack!” He calls out to his secretary that had collected us from the bottom floor. Her desk directly outside his office. Beckett… “Beckett, as in Alpha Beckett of the Nightshade Reformed pack?” Jude asks acting nonchalantly.

The door opened before I could finish the thought. A man stepped inside. One look at him told me he wasn’t human. He wore no armor like the warriors, his attire was too polished to be one. A palace steward, perhaps. He inclined his head. “My name is Wells,” he said. “You are asked to join the kings for breakfast.” “I’m not hungry,” I replied at once. Wells didn’t blink. His yellow, serpent-like eyes—ringed in black—narrowed slightly. “The kings thought you might say that,” he said calmly. “They instructed me to inform you that if I return without you, they will come and drag you out themselves.”

After Alexander clearly saw the woman’s face, he was shocked and almost jumped up. Arya Beckett was the CEO of the Beckett Group Of Companies. It was also a behomoth existence like the Emgrand group of companies "I am so hot…." After Arya Beckett was drugged, she was muddle-headed. Her pretty face was flustered, and she said drunkenly. Whatever, bro had always been a righteous person. To be honest, Alexander still held some prejudice about Arya Beckett but he also understood that she was probably drugged. He really just wanted to just leave her.

Cole yelled, leaning against the wall. “For now” I said, looking at Jackson who had run down from the balcony and kept glancing at the door for any more. “Is she save?” I asked, him just nodding. “We did it” Cole sighed, “How did we do it?” “Beckett got the lowest of the low to join his distrust. And he chose the wrong time to attack” I said, finally placing my gun down. “There’ll be more if there isn’t already” Jackson said, “Just not here”

The universe seemed to be working in his favor. He was about to knock again when he heard footsteps and a chuckle from behind him. He turned around and saw Principal Dolan and Jacob Adler - Jade's father - walking toward the office. Immediately, he bowed his head a little, offering a word of appreciation to Jacob but all he did was smile at him. Principal Dolan cleared his throat, stretching out his hand. "Welcome, Mr Beckett, from your fully granted sick leave. I hope you are better now."

Sylvia requests nervously. I immediately feel intimidated the moment I hear Mr. Beckett’s name. I’m in no way qualified to be his assistant. Mr. Beckett is the CEO and founder of this company, Thunder Motors, Inc. he needs someone with way more experience! Besides, he is not in Europe, he is already here, I saw him yesterday at the board meeting. Maybe Sylvia doesn’t know it. “But... Mr. Beckett is already here... I saw him yesterday...” I inform her.

“Strangely enough, shortly after Gaius jumped to his death, Dr. Beckett was rapidly promoted—twice in a row—rising from an ordinary doctor to deputy head of the department.” “From then on, his career smoothed out. Within a few years, he beat the competition for both department head and vice president.” “And finally, just one year ago, he became the director of Vernon Hospital!” At this point, Serena and Xavier exchanged a knowing glance—they both sensed something fishy about Dr. Beckett’s sudden promotions. “Keep reading,” Xavier murmured. The two of them focused again on the report. “Further investigation revealed that Bram Knowles—then a high-ranking government official—had secret contact

the blonde supplies helpfully, not even looking up from her screen. I look at Knox. He at least has the decency to look mildly sheepish. "It was going to be everywhere by morning anyway. You know how these things go the league's been cracking down hard, and someone like Beckett?" He shakes his head. "They're going to make an example out of him."

If this is what Aisha wants, then she will never succeed. Duke stood up on his chair and walked near the window glass of the office where he could see everything, those large company buildings, restaurants, cafes, pedestrians where people are busy walking through, etc. He was busy looking everywhere when his phone rang he immediately took it out of his pocket, his best friend, Cain, was calling him. “What do you want, Fuentabilla?” Duke rudely said as he answered the call. “So sweet of you, dude; you should be proud I called you.” He heard him laugh over the phone.