Chandler From Mr Beast Novels & Stories

He stopped when he saw me, a look of surprise crossing his face before he smoothed it into a polite smile. "Oh, hello. You must be Miss Olivia Perez," he said, his voice friendly but formal. I blinked, taking a half-step back. "I... yes. Who are you?" "Marcus. I'm Mr. Stirling's assistant," he explained. "I’ve heard a lot about you. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you." "Assistant?" I repeated, my brain trying to catch up. Chandler had an assistant? Of course he did. He ran a company, but seeing the proof of his outside life always felt like a slap.

Harry always make sure of that, he always make sure to avoid any form of skin contact with his female workers and even with business associates. "Why would Angel's school call me,is it very serious?" Harry thought. His daughter's principal only calls him if it's time for monthly donations in the school. He redialed the school number and the principal picked at the first ring. "He might have been expecting me to call" Harry thought. "Good evening, Billionaire Harry Crown" Chadwick greeted in his usual cheerful tone. "Good evening" Harry replied,simply. "I know you are always very busy, you might not know much about your daughter." Chadwick paused, Harry furrowed his brows.

I have no idea why I just said that, am I insane? "Why do I feel like I shouldn't have heard that?" He smiled so sweetly that I felt like I could melt into that gummy smile of his. I chuckled and rubbed my hands, "maybe I guess, umm...I'm Addison by the way." "Oh, I know, I'm Jack in case you have forgotten," he said then I noticed the small bump on his cheek and something broke within me. I walked and sat close to him but he backed up a bit, "what are you doing?" He said, eyes searching mind

he said, beaming. Chandler's smile never wavered. He brushed off Craig's challenge with a hearty laugh. "Hahaha, Ambassador Tull, you're too kind. Today's all about the exchange, not about showing off." However, inwardly, Chandler let out a derisive snort. There was a time when he might have fretted over Abashidze stirring up trouble. Not today, though. Today, he had an ace up his sleeve. Liam's men had arrived.

Chapter 2 Then the Jumbotron flickers, and there I am. Holy shit. My face is blown up fifty feet tall, my hair a wild mess from the wind, my lips parted, eyes wide. And then the camera pans out, and there he is…Chad fucking Rivers, all six-foot-something of sweat-slicked, golden-skinned perfection, standing right in front of me like he’s been conjured out of thin air.

she said with more assurance than I knew she felt. Chandler, with Zane right behind him, came into the kitchen. Chandler’s brow was furrowed and his eyes were alight with a fierce determination that was both terrifying and inspiring. "We're not just going to get through this," he growled, “we're going to come out on top by breeding the meanest damn bulls in Texas."

” Chandler said coldly. Lucas smiled and looked at Chandler coldly. “Do you always blurt so much nonsense?” “What an arrogant young man. I’ll make sure you pay the price for being so arrogant!” Chandler barked through gritted teeth. Then, the sound of an explosion was heard. The strongest elder of the Sky Saber Gateway, Chandler, was not seen in his spot. Only an after-image was left behind. The group of disciples widened their eyes because they were no longer able to catch sight of Chandler’s outline.

This made her mother frown; she tried to persuade her, keeping her voice almost at a whisper: "Won't you go and check on him? Maybe he is under the weather." "Check on him?" Cindy could not help but chuckle at her mother's suggestion. She went in to explain, her words forming: "He is Shane Dallas, thirty-four years of age, and a CEO of one of the biggest multinational companies in the world. He isn't a baby, mom."

This statement made his friends laugh at him for not even sparing his own son. “You should cut back on your vinegar consumption. It's not like your boy is going to steal your woman.” “You should see them at home, you'll understand where I'm coming from,” Chandler grumbled, but anyone could tell he was pleased and praised the two. The group of friends couldn't believe it would come to this, especially Chandler, who was well known for being a monk because he didn't indulge in any canal desire activities.

Sawyer had snapped out of his stupor now and was raising his voice again. Seamus paid him no mind, turning to the elder sitting next to him instead. "Elder Fornst, how powerful do you think this guy is judging from Chad's wounds?" The elder was none other than Sanctuary level cultivator Chandler Fornst, who worked for the Rochers. Chandler replied, "Peak Ambience at most, from the look of those injuries." "Could he be of Sanctuary level?" Seamus frowned.