Novel & Cerita Davis Libraries

Daisy asked for permission to enter in her low beautiful tone. Hearing Daisy's voice instantly the librarian looked up from her book and with a bright smile, she replied, "Oh! Daisy, you are here. Come inside." Daisy also replied with a big smile and respectfully greeted her. They knew each other quite well because Daisy used to spend a lot of time in the library. The library of the college was huge with varieties of books. No doubt it was a very alluring place for all the book worms. Daisy entered and after enlisting her name she headed towards the selves where books about medicines were stored. She used to read a lot of storybooks but that day she was searching for something related to her

Chapter 137: Connections and Schemes The vast library in Morgan's mansion always seemed like the best and most ideal place for private conversations that would never be discovered. And it wasn’t just Morgan who thought so. Davis, now seated in a soft leather armchair, watched Liara and Maya sitting in front of him on another sofa, both with suspicious looks directed at him. Davis, by no means, would be considered an ally for them. “Well... at least you two can tell me everything from the beginning,” he sighed, clasping his fingers and fixing them with a sharp gaze.

Davis immediately cut in “Davis, how are you doing, what are you doing here?” she asked him “well I came to pick up somethings before we tomorrow, I’m going to college tomorrow” he added “Wow what a coincidence, we are here too to pick somethings up for Peach” Yeah, right coincidence my foot, this is probably another of his evil plans to torment you. ************ It was night time already and the sky listened to me it didn’t rain after all. “You are not even my type goblin”

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He smiles at me. “Daisy, my name is Daisy Raven.” “Well, Daisy, it’s nice to meet you, not Cherry.” “Thank you. I don’t want to sound forward, but shouldn’t we be having sex?” He is wasting his time talking to me. I watch as he laughs and refills our glasses before sitting back down. “Daisy, I don’t fuck the women.” I stare at him. “W-What?” “I pay them money, we talk, I find out how they got into this situation and try to help them.”

He raised a brow. “I do night shifts too. You don’t see me nodding off mid-conversation.” "Sorry, Dad," she murmured. But her exhaustion wasn't physical; it was the weight of a bridge she had accidentally burned and everything she wished she could take back. — Across the city, Davis was waging a different kind of war. He buried himself in the Dylan Corp machinery. Work became his refuge. His shield. He stayed longer at the office, demanding Amber fill every vacant second of his schedule with meetings, audits, and press junkets.