Chester X Parker Life Of Luxury นิยาย & เรื่องราว

he growled. “I tried... I tried, but I couldn't reach you,” Graham whispered, his voice splintering as his breath began to fail him. Mr. Starkov rose from his seat, his gaze sharpening as it lingered on the polished sheen of his weapon. He pulled the trigger. A single, frigid bullet drilled a hole through Graham’s chest; a torrent of blood stained his shirt and he finally gave up the ghost. After two disastrous meetings and the weight of an overbearing manager, Evania and her small team finally secured the Paris deal. Their pitch had captivated the clients—the organizers and elite managers of the Le Luxe event.

I mumble more to myself because no woman would willingly choose to live her life like a rake. “I’m not a cliche Hunt, there is no deep dark secret in my past that made me like this. This is simply a lifestyle choice.” There she goes again, calling my name. Every time she says it, my heart yearns, telling me she belongs to me, but I know she never will. Because she is meant to be admired, pleasured, but never possessed. “Why is this the choice? You’re rich, attractive—” she raises her eyebrows at me, calling her attractive.

"Master Carter is so handsome." "Not only is he handsome, but he's also rich. Do you see what Tara is wearing? It looks like one of the latest designs from Chanel." "Master Carter is the most powerful man in Westchester City, and Carter Corporation is under his control now. Who could be richer than him?" "I'm so jealous of Tara." "Sigh, the pitiful Mrs. Carter has only been dead for a few months." "There’s no need to feel sorry for her. The previous Mrs. Carter just didn’t have the fortune to enjoy this life."

Lyriel murmured, glancing at the man until he disappeared from sight. Damien’s lips curved slightly. Fate had a strange way of working. Mr. Parker had once been the second most powerful man after his father. Damien still remembered it vividly—after the death of Mr. Parker’s beloved wife, he had gone bankrupt within five months due to a failed investment in Skyline Enterprise. Crushed and broken, he had ultimately taken his own life. But now… things could change. "What if I save him this time?" Damien thought, his eyes narrowing with a calculating spark.

The driver ran toward them and quickly stuffed Parker into the car. “Do you know where she lives? Drop her off first,” Damon said to the chauffeur. “I do,” the chauffeur replied. “Treble Street.” “No! I’m not going home! I won’t go home!” Parker suddenly cried. “That’s the house I bought for him. I’m not going back there!” “Sir, what should we do?” the chauffeur asked. Damon paused thoughtfully. He couldn’t possibly dump the drunken woman on the street, and her ex-boyfriend was staying in her house. It wouldn’t be appropriate to take her there.

She kept herself busy, juggling between taking care of her daughter and work. She was young and what people would call, stunningly beautiful. She had a whole life ahead of her and Harris did not want her to waste it by living like a saint. He wasn’t in Honk Kong like he claimed, instead he was in Manhattan for a week, looking for answers. He knew Katherine’s ex-husband was one of the richest men in the continent. For anyone else in his place, it wouldn’t have been easy to meet Ashton Schwimmer but he wasn’t anyone else. He was Harris McKenzie, belonging to an equally wealthy and powerful family.

"Holy shit!" She gasped, turning the screen toward me, where the announcement post was going viral on I*******m: “SOCIALITE, ARTIST AND MODEL CHARLOTTE MILLER ALL SET TO MARRY XEROS MARTINEZ: A BILLIONAIRE WITH A DARK PAST.” “What… how is this possible?” He was the scary, infamous heir of the Marinez Empire, who was rumoured to handle all their illegal dealings. How had the Millers agreed on this arrangement?

Chloe was curious and followed their line of sight too. She saw a young man in his early twenties, perhaps even younger, step out of a pink Maserati. He had slicked-back hair and he exuded a rebellious nature. Chloe knew who he was. She had seen him on a celebrity gossip site. Adam Graham, the sole heir to Patterson Real Estate, and a classic example of a privileged young man. Born into wealth and luxury, he had a reputation for getting into brawls, dating famous women, and stirring up controversy.

Yet, she also feared that Evangeline might expose her vulnerability to the public, especially the guests. "What is in the drink?" Iris inquired, her expression firm. Evangeline smiled, feeling that Iris was ready to consider her plan. After today, Iris Parker, the only daughter of Austin Parker and heir to the Parker fortune, and fiancé to Garvin Berret, would lose her dignity. She would become nothing more than dirt, no longer the proud and dignified woman she once was. "Luckily, I don't plan to poison you. I just want you to sleep for a little while so I can speak to Garvin in private," Evangeline said.

I answered confidently into the camera. “Now tell me, Miss Parker… we already know about your sports life. Tell us something private, something more about yourself. Something that will take us into the world of Miss Lucille Parker to know more about you. Any serious relationship?” That question immediately felt dangerous. I didn’t like where this was heading. “I have a man… Patrick Ortega.” “Oh…” the interviewer smiled. “The billionaire mogul son. It’s no news his father’s been down with illness for sometime now…how has it been with everything going on?”.