Brian O'connor นิยาย & เรื่องราว

After grilling the hamburgers, Connor sits beside me and says in confidence. “Don’t s… say it to the gu… guys, but I’m go… going to do a trea… treatment to stu… stu… stutter.” Connie stares at me looking for some support and I don’t know what to say. Connie, among the Vaugh brothers, is the most handsome, his brown livid eyes, dark hair, tanned, with a strong and masculine Adonis body, that the symbol of Greek beauty would die of envy. I don’t think the fact that he stutter makes him a bad man. In the end I actually think his charming in his half shy clumsy way.

For the ruin that elderly man caused his family, the death of his father, banishing then from Birmingham after winning a law suit against him, and making his life a living hell before his leave, Damien just couldn’t wait to begin his mission. Madison… she had unleashed the fire in him, that was for sure, and a smirk on his lips Damien listened as the lawyer began to narrate his findings. “The Connors empire seems to have depleted and no company in the whole of England, and Birmingham most especially bears the name Connor. It should be noted that they seem to have sold their shares though it is just an assumption, but the empire has fallen, and that I have no idea as to what and why it happen

I rolled my eyes and shouted in his ear, "Her heart is perfectly fine!" Too bad he could not hear me. The doctor froze, seemingly perplexed by that, but replied, "Ms. Clark's heart didn't seem to be affected by the incident." A smile finally broke out over Connor's face. "Thank you, Dr. Wilson." He shook hands with the doctor and bade him goodbye. I followed Connor into the room. That was my first time scrutinizing Connor up close. He was a finance consultant and earned a fierce reputation as Hawk-Eye and a steady fanbase due to his astute predictions.

"What's the situation?" In response to Shane's inquiry, the assistant handed over a stack of documents. "Sir, please take a look at these." Shane glanced through the documents, and the surveillance footage captured a scene of someone looking for the family members of construction workers. Shane recognized the person—Ronin Oconnor. He tapped the image on the paper and whispered to the assistant, "He's deliberately showing his face to me!"

Also seen arriving was Dermot O'Connor, cousin of Killian O'Hara, who also happens to be the country's top lawyer in these cases, and arrived twenty minutes later. It made my blood freeze; O'Connor was known for getting his high-profile clients out of tricky situations, and I was shocked to hear he was taking this case. O'Hara had been caught in the act, literally; there was no way he was going to walk away from this. I strode into the Precinct flanked by my legal team; I was Colonel-in-Chief of the most prestigious, secretive Tactical Armed Forces Team in the world; it wasn't just the most elite soldiers I could count on. My legal team made Dermot O'Connor look like a junior paralegal.

I furrowed my brows - this man really didn't have a pleasant voice worth listen to. "Huh~." - Richard stared at the man, scratching his head. "Yes, and who are you?." I pinned my lips tightly, muffling a laughter that had escaped my throat. Richard turned to me, his green eyes twinkling with confusion. "Ah...... I'm Chairman Dennis Wilson from NC corporations." - the man introduced awkwardly, handing over a glass of champagne to Richard, which he took. " I ought to give some time to discuss things out." - I smiled briefly as i walked away

He sees me before Cain but he’s already got questions of his own. “Mathew Connor was asking directions to your house in town earlier, why?” He has to crunch on glass before he comes to his senses. I watch his eyes widen in horror. “Mathew Connor?” Cain asks. “Who the fuck is Mathew Connor?” I have no idea who Mathew Connor is. No idea at all. “He was in my books a few years back,” Brian says. “From a broken family in Gloucester, a nasty piece of work. Violent.”

I stated firmly and he grinned slightly and gripped his walking stick tightly. "How are you still alive? I heard you got decapitated and my mother told me that it's been removed before by my aunt's sword," I said curiously. Brian watched me with orange eyes and told me he was the military's first rejuvenation project that successfully was immortal, he said and offered me a seat on a snow-free stone. I smiled and sat as he continued his tale. He told me that he lost count of how many cryptids he'd been spliced with and the assault that he'd done to my mother was one of the beasts within him, an incubus. "It doesn't excuse what happened but I want you to know that it's not me anymore," he mutt

Her mother's eyes squinted with interest as she looked at her. "Don't worry, Mom," Cristine shrugged, laughing, "I won't let myself get caught." Cristine's mother simply raised her eyebrows and agreed with Cristine's attitude. Cristine, on the other hand, has already obtained a license. Brian had just brought her driver's license the night before. Brian has a lot of money. On Cristine's stepfather's side, he is her cousin. Brian Hernandez is the son of her stepfather's brother, Tito Jonas Erick Hernandez.

He snickered, saying, “I heard a rumor that you have a close connection to one of our highly esteemed officers.” Stefan looked over at Sebastian and saw him fixed on the chief with unshakeable focus. “I’m not sure who you’re talking about.” Ronan flashed an amused grin. “I am referring to your ex-girlfriend. No, I mean your ex-mistress!” he chuckled. “I nearly forgot you bought her at an auction.” Sebastian’s jaw clenched as he watched Ronan leaning against the car door, arms crossed with a smirk on his lips. “Janet Corrigan. Connor Blair’s daughter, who was a capo of Anton Genovese. Rumors suggest that Connor planned your father’s murder. Am I correct?”