Chandler Mr Beast Novels & Stories

This display of a father-daughter bond, delivered as what could've been a final message, struck a chord with everyone watching. Millions of viewers in the live stream were instantly heartbroken. "Good grief! This is just tragic. That poor girl is waiting for her dad to save her, and the guy is just chilling in a cell without a care in the world." "Tristan is a total monster. That's your own flesh and blood, man!" "I'm actually sick to my stomach. How did a guy like this ever get certified as an elite animal behaviorist? The board needs to yank his license immediately."

the man ask and I immediately pulled out my handkerchief to clean them but the man’s voice cut me off, “What are you doing?” “Cleaning your shoe sir” “Don’t tell me you’re going to use that rag to clean my ‘limited edition Jordan shoes’?” I looked at Carson in confusion, as if to ask him if he knew this man has mental disorder. “Bend your head and wipe it clean with your tongue bitch!” The man instructed and I shot him a glare. Carson bowed quickly, “Let me clean it with my uniform sir, but not her tongue” “Then be ready to face the law for delivering lousy services and hiring imps like this!” He thundered and I shivered.

Without a word, Mom quickly threw a glare at me before she went on reading. “Oh, my God!” Piper did it again. “What?” Mom snapped at her. Piper played the video of the news headlines, volume up. “Booker Beaver and his wife, Cali Laurier, have been arrested today by the FBI for the alleged involvement with a notorious foreign organized crime who is known for human and sex trafficking…”

gained the ability to speak. I didn't take it to heart. The reason they couldn't transform or speak was simply insufficient power. As long as they had enough energy and training, transformation wouldn't be difficult. During this time, I took them hunting and taught them techniques. They became much stronger than before. Beastmen who could survive with defective bodies were hardly ordinary creatures. True to form, what they lacked in one area, they made up for in another. Although Soren couldn't see from one eye, he had exceptionally keen hearing. And although Adrian temporarily couldn't fly, he had incredibly sharp claws.

Master Tanner smiled and glanced at the angry Master Fay. “Old Fay, don’t be angry. Rhino died for a good cause. Just give him a proper burial and let my men take revenge for him. “I recently recruited Chad, an expert in Muay Thai. He has won 30 consecutive victories in underground boxing competitions abroad. He’s more than enough to deal with this kid.” A brawny man with bronzed skin and a naked upper body in big pants walked out from behind Master Tanner.

I say to Robert and his face relaxes a bit. “Oh.” He replies while nodding his head. “I’m Robert Jones, the CEO of one of the most successful and largest company in America.” He introduces himself and extends his hand for a handshake, and I roll my eyes. He’s quite the show off. “I’m Chad Simmons, the greatest tech guy alive.” Chad responds with a smirk as he shakes Robert’s hand. “Ugh, too much testosterone.” I say and they both chuckle. “I’m not worried about the car, it’s you I’m worried about.” Robert says to me, and I glance at Chad who seems to be wiggling his eyes.

Max chuckled and answered, "Yes, Ma'am." "And who are they?" Riley asked. "So, I take it you are not Mr. Wesson?" "I am still a Mr. Wesson, Maam, but my name is Chandler," the older man said with a beaming smile. "It's nice to meet you!" Chandler offered his hand to Riley, and she shook it. Adrian said, "Chandler is an MMA fighter. He used to work for Clint's father as his security. He is already forty years old, but he is still good and very healthy."