David And Tiffany Smith Novelas e Histórias

I replied and helped him arrange the food he bought on the office desk. "Take a seat," he offered, pointing to the swivel chair in front of him. While we were having breakfast, Sebastian spoke up again. "Before we start our work today at the clinic, I want to know what your plans are for Tiffany Davis," he asked. Tiffany Davis is the second younger sister of Lucas and Brittany. "Targeting Tiffany will be easy, Sebastian. She's also a spoiled brat, and as far as I know, she studied medicine. Just like Brittany, she's a spoiled brat."

Smith, Lilith's uncle, surprisingly in a short period of time, and he had left the rest for me to figure out while he took care of his pack businesses. I delved into the confidential file Damian had provided, and I uncovered Mr. Smith's story—a man in his late fifties, happily married with a son. But guess what? His life wasn't perfect, as it seemed to hold a hidden darkness, veiled by a mysterious event a decade ago, coinciding with his son's birth.

As he was talking, Charlie ordered Liam, “You just have to put up your imposing manner later. Let me do the talking.” Liam hurriedly nodded respectfully. “Sure. No problem!” *** It was twenty past twelve when Smith arrived at the diamond private room of The Heaven Springs under Albert’s lead. Upon entering The Heaven Springs, he saw Liam, Albert, and Charlie, and he soon breathed a sigh of relief inwardly.

It was short and professional, but it felt real. Diana closed her eyes, feeling her chest tightening at every passing second. She expected to be afraid, but somehow, relief washed over her, knowing she was one step closer to saving her sister’s life. Diana researched the law firm and the billionaire when she received the confirmation. Theodore Smith, CEO of Smith Global, is a famous business mogul and billionaire. The name shouldn't be said lightly. Everything she found about him felt too good to be true. And every picture of him had a signature—cold.

She just wanted to escape this hellish world as soon as possible. "Why does David want to frame Bradley Smith, the special agent who was supposed to be his assistant and so loyal to Jack Reeves?" Jennifer's eyes opened. She remembered that name clearly. The name David had always mentioned when ordering her to plant the bomb. Slowly, she looked up. Tony was no longer pointing the gun at her head.

Except he had taken a liking to waiting creepily outside the women’s restroom. “So sorry. Miss Caraballi right? Or is that Mrs?” David asked carefully as his eyes flitted to her empty ring finger. Tamara took a deep breath, mentally reminding herself that she was a different person. She had a different face. No way he would recognize her and yet. The way he stared into her eyes made goosebumps line her arms. “That’s a miss. I’m not married, Mr?” She asked with a raised brow. “Windsor. David Windsor,” David introduced himself with his winning smile that had signed him many contracts.

Outskirts of London. Tyrone entered a shanty apartment holding a take out and took off his Hoody and Kevin who was sitting on the floor watching television signalled him to come over. He moved over to find the picture of Maya and David from a recent event they both attention. "According to our sources...... The engagement between David Gandy and Maya Morganza will be a private affair...... Exclusive pictures wil.... " Tyrone didn't let them finish when he took the remote and turned of the television.

A loud cough suddenly sounded behind Jacob and the others. David was making his way down the stairs with Natasha's help. "Mr. Smith," Wilson greeted. A shadow fell over David's face. "Wilson, I wasn't expecting you to come." "It's your birthday today, Mr. Smith. It's only right that I come over and celebrate with you out of respect, wouldn't you say?" Wilson said congenially. He snaked an arm around Serena's shoulders as he approached David. "Mr. Smith, allow me to introduce my girlfriend, Serena Judd."

In his mind, poetic justice was served to Dave Smith and his family. "Pack your stuff tonight, You're leaving Townsville tomorrow morning. We have our security to watch you all so forget about trying to escape." A dejected Dave, Lois and Mason Smiith walked back to their rooms; their fate was sealed and they could not oppose it. "As for Raymond, Pam and Juri, consider yourselves lucky that Chloe and Madison are your daughters. Thanks to them, you won't suffer that fate; but that doesn't mean you will be working at DreamSmith."

Smith, a man with a deep voice said and he was walking towards the front door. “Please, leave, I will give you whatever you want?” Gwen quickly said and pleaded with her hands and facial expressions. “Mr Smith,” Dave raised his voice and Gwen left the doorpost. Smith, a tall man with a cigarette in his right hand, held Gwen's waist with his other hand. “Dave, what are you doing in my house this morning?” “Smith, I came to see you because of this woman here, she is a gold digger.” Smith looked at Gwen, and then moved his eyes towards Dave.