Captain Grayson Twitter Novels & Stories

My older brother, Joseph Grayson, the esteemed President of Grayson's sportswear company, had committed himself to legal matrimony with not one but two husbands. <<>>

He noted with a chuckle. Cameron managed a short laugh, “I might have told a friend it was Brooklyn…” Scarlett smiled as she thought about the little boy, Henry. Mr. Smith burst into a short laughter, when he quieted down he continued, “We are here to ask Mr. Cameron Grayson a few questions, to get the inside scoop of his life and how he managed to build a billion-dollar empire. Don’t forget I’m still your host, Adrian Smith!” He adjusted in his seat, “Mr. Grayson, what a pleasure it is to have you here,” he extended a hand to him.

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I fired. " Aren't you doing this to spite me? Pretending to be the CEO of Pearl jewels? Do you know I can sue you for impersonation?" Austin righteously asked. I laughed. I actually laughed at his absurd accusations. " Mr Cox, did you get something wrong? Let me officially introduce myself." I extended my hand to him. " Leslie Grayson, founder and CEO of Pearl Jewels and the only grandchild of Harold Grayson. Future president of the Grayson Holdings.." I introduced with a smug smile on my face.

“Hello, Cassandra. My name is Grayson St. Claire. It’s nice to meet you. I’m Maya’s fiancé.” Cassandra stared up at him, dumbfoundedly with her mouth slightly open. “I’m sure he didn’t mean to overpower you with his looks, Cassandra,” Maya joked lightly. She took another plate for Grayson and served him lunch. “It didn’t work on me for the first time.” “You’re the CEO of Deli Gourmet!” Cassandra exclaimed. “I saw an article about you and how you built your empire!” Grayson looked quite surprised at her statement. “I don’t really call it an empire,” he said. He pulled out his phone when it rang and before answering it, he smiled at the teenager and said, “But, thanks for the description.”

"I won't do anything to you, nor will I scare them off. How about I greet them with my award-winning smile?" "No!" "Don't you miss me at all after so long?" Grayson's tone was full of betrayal and disappointment, just like his gaze.

“The press is already calling you the Iron Widow. Has a nice bite to it.” “Original,” I murmured, flipping through the documents. “They should try harder.” “They will,” he said, pulling up a chair. “So should Killian. Word is he’s planning something—big. Probably public. Probably stupid.” I raised an eyebrow. “Is that your professional opinion?” Grayson smirked, leaning in. “My professional opinion is that men like him only get bold when they’re cornered. And you’re not just cornering him, Ava. You’re shoving his legacy off a ledge.”

Adams Corps:- ⚜ The preachers of morals must shed their disguise of rectitude.~ Hunter Brown #The_Adams ⚜ A nerve in my temple ticked hard. The hashtag he used cleared his innuendo. “That bastard has tweeted this after releasing the contract’s copy.” I couldn’t help but grunt out loud when my eyes fell on the series of photos and text tweeted through the official account of GRACE just under his tweet. “He fully intend to tarnish our image.” My eyes stuck to Kiara’s signature as I zoomed in the document’s copy, reading the content.

The CEO at the center of it all. I stopped at the CEO's name. Daniel Carter. For a long moment, I just stared at the screen. Seven years. Seven years I had been running from that name. And now it had found me. The file was thick. Witness statements. Financial records. Offshore accounts. The kind of story I usually lived for. The kind of story that made my name. But this wasn't just a story. This was Daniel. I closed the file. Pushed back from my desk. Walked to the window and stared out at the city.

“I can’t be a saint like you. Maybe you’ve found a way to move on, but I haven’t. I see Whitney’s face every day. I see my father leaving. Emma destroyed our family—and now she gets to lie around with a fever and have everyone pity her?” Grayson’s breathing had quickened but he calmed down when he realized he had lost his temper.“She won’t die, Grandpa. But I’ll make sure she wishes she had.” And with that, he ended the call before his grandfather could speak another word. On the other end, Old Master Miller stared at the dark screen, his face unreadable. After a long pause, he sighed deeply and murmured to himself, “Grayson… don’t let your pain write your story. And don’t regret your action