Cyrus Miller Novels & Stories

"He even had to suffer for his wife and the common people too. He's only human. He can't possibly be free from mistakes. "Mrs. Miller, you loved him so much in the past, so why can't you love him once again?" Cyril's eyes were red. "Mr. Miller always thinks about you and misses you. He only ever has eyes for you, and you're the only person in his heart. "You wanted to leave, so he let you go even if he had to endure the suffering every single day. "You have your children and your career, but what does Mr. Miller have? Countless enemies, responsibilities and burdens that threaten to crush him, and a life filled with mortal danger.

The company was accused of plagiarism and infringement. Dana was not planning to stay idle throughout her stay in California so she decided to research about the CRUZ company. It was created by the Cruz couple and when Manuel died, Henry took over as the CEO. Dana had to confess that she had been hearing of the CRUZ company in the past years during her stay in Italy. Their works were distributed worldwide and sold in many different countries. Their designs were superb and so were the paintings which were made by their first son.

I hope he didn’t get shot or something. “Yes and he is watching you through the mirror.” He says, making me look at the mirror on the wall in front of me. “Well, I don’t care about Lucas. I just asked because I am a polite person.” I say, making him chuckle. “Miss Warner, you’ve been subjected to a very confidential part of the CIA’s mission to take down drug rings around the country. You have to sign a number of documents, promising complete silence on this matter.” he says as he keeps a few documents in front of me.

"Russell's sponsor is asking him to fight new year's eve. But I worry his ribs might not be fully healed by then." "Sponsor? Russ... You didn't tell me you had a sponsor? Way to go, son." he says happily, making Russell close his eyes as if I had just revealed a dark secret. "Who's your sponsor?" he asks. Both Russell and I respond at the same time. "No one important." "Knights Enterprise." Uncle Fred's jaw clenched, and I could see his face turn angrily. "Knights Enterprise?" he turns to Russell, who has his eyes closed and hands fisted.

I got a headache an hour later still with so many questions racing through my head. Thinking of such things wasn't going to help and I sat up straight on my bed. I picked up my laptop and googled the company Miller Inc. I froze immediately when the company's building came into view. Along with the achievements about the company in just a year and a half. And, looking down, I saw his photo. My breath hitched and raced up. The C.E.O of Miller Inc. Jack Miller.

Tyler growled, "Damn it, Cillian! Mr. Lloyd is a wealthy powerhouse in the state today, but tomorrow he could climb even higher and become a government official! He's a renowned entrepreneur, one of the top three philanthropists in charitable donations, a major supporter of government projects, and a miracle doctor beloved by the people!" He added, "Cillian, are you out of your damn mind? You seriously thought you could take this guy down?" He got more fired up with every word, practically jabbing his finger into Cillian's forehead by the end. Cold sweat soaked the back of his shirt. Thankfully, he had come to his senses quickly enough.

His answer satisfied the two little ones. Charles took out a children's phone and opened his homemade search app and asked, "Hunter?" Hunter responded, "Hunter Miller!" Charles typed the name exactly as Hunter had said, into the search bar. Quickly, all the information about Hunter Miller appeared on the screen. Hunter Miller, at the age of twenty-eight, is the Executive Chairman and CEO of the Miller Group Technology in the country of M. His father is the incumbent President of the Miller Group Technology, and his mother is a princess from the royal family of M.

How both of these twins were so good at finding dates was beyond me. When I reached home, I completed an assignment that was due the next day, then went to work. It was a lazy day - with little customers and even less orders. A man in a grey suit sat at the corner booth. He'd come in right after I had, and hadn't left since. Millie was waiting on him, and he'd finished three cups of black coffee. She found him weird, and creepy. Stalkerish. But I thought I knew exactly who he was. He was exactly who Tanner was, and the guy from the restaurant was too.

Eleanor stood up, muttering in despair, “I think it will be hard to get our money back. I just found out that the president, Cyrus Carney, is from a crime syndicate. Why else would he dare to hit us with his car?” Everyone was disappointed. How could they stand up to someone like Cyrus? ‘Cyrus Carney? Why did the name sound so familiar?’ Darryl frowned. He came to a realization, this man must have been a follower of Felix Blakely. Darryl had dinner with Felix once, and Cyrus was just a bodyguard then. Who would have thought that we would become a president now? Just then, Samantha stood up and said confidently, “What are you afraid of? Don’t worry! I’ll get our money back!”

He did not look happy at the idea of being forced to sit here. The man to the left of Argus was an older man, about 60 and he had a few strands of pure white in his brown hair. He had old, wise looking dark eyes and according to Alpha Reed, he was one of the men who had thrown their breeder to the side when they got 'too old' to breed. He looked old and sullen.