Brick Armstrong Novels & Stories

"You target different buyers. One Armstrong's firm wouldn't go for. They have a routine, and you just need to learn it." I'd already learned their routine a long time ago. They went for loud wealth. People who were also desperate to uphold status with their acquisitions. The kind of people who were prone to running themselves down with their own hands. "I heard you own major shares in Armstrong's firm. Isn't helping us potentially sabotaging your own investment?" Arnold asked. "And how do we know you aren't just obtaining information from us to help them?" That... That was a question I'd been expecting. I'd foreseen the trouble months ago.

Old Lady Armstrong felt sad for her loss, but she could not let go of her anger at Celeste because of young master Davis. Old Lady Armstrong had treated people all her life harshly. Even her son and daughter-in-law had to do things her way. Remember to mention Celeste's mother, Felix Baker, even though she had to lower her status to serve her as she wanted. However, she had lost herself to Celeste today and had to tolerate all these humiliations in silence. Old Lady Armstrong was furious, and she could only endure.

The young man called Armstrong moved closer and smiled at the queen as she said, "this is the younger sister to my daughter-in-law. Her name is Mabel and she's such a darling. Mabel, this is the only son of my best friend and his name is Armstrong. It hasn't been long since he came back to the country and his company is one of the best in the country. He is actually partnering with ours because of how good it is." Armstrong faked a smile on his face and stretched out his hand to shake Mabel. However, Mabel slapped his hand away and said, "keep your hand to yourself, you wouldn't want it to get stained."

Roonie returned his guns and drew out his sword-belt, placing it on BJ's neck. BJ went still immediately, not moving an inch for the fear of getting cut. "I told you I only wanna talk... aren't you Xavier's son?" He said through bloody teeth. "Who, pray tell are you?" Roonie replied, firmly holding the sword handle. "I'm Arrow, the silicone mask maker your father has been searching for....for two months now" BJ replied, trying not to even breath. "And?" Roonie replied expressionlessly.