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said Michael, not hiding his annoyance. “I did not finish introducing you two,” said Francois. “So this is Michael, currently works under the Intelligence Service which was where Chief Inspector Davies works before.” “Oh come on Francois, why do you have to say it? Why can’t you give me a bit of fun here? Anyway, I will take my leave now. I’ll let you know when something comes out,” said Davies. “So, you used to have special fancy cars, special gadgets and not to mention women. But now, NO special fancy cars, NO special gadgets and Noo… women… tsk tsk” said Michael shaking his head. Davies, who is heading to the door, looks back and smiles.

Michael's face turned pale in an instant and cold sweat dripped from his forehead. Skyler said, “Mr. White, my patience is limited.” Michael's brows twitched fiercely, and he quickly reached out to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. After that, he said forcefully, “I can give you the things, President Moore, but I'll only do it after Lily and Chad get married.” Michael was smart and Stuart was not an ordinary person in Mauve City. In such a short period, he could collect enough evidence and report Stuart, so it showed how powerful he was, and he was definitely not someone that ordinary people could offend.

He propped his head up and conveyed Upon hearing Scott's words, Michael, who wanted to stand up, paused. Just who's this person? How did he know so much about Michael? Information about Michael, Sean, David, Zenos, and Jude can't be found on the internet. If anyone tried to search for them, they would only be met with black results, so hearing Scott talk as if he knew much about Michael makes Michael a bit wary. Except for Michael being famously known as the son of Mr. Denzel and a capable doctor, there was no information about Michael.

“But you’re an adult, Michael, and you can make your own decisions. If you want to come to the capital, I can arrange for it.” “Have you never been to the capital?” I asked, my confusion growing. Michael shook his head slowly, and I blinked in surprise. It was odd—more than odd, really. Michael was a high-ranking member of one of the most powerful packs in the kingdom, yet he’d never stepped foot in the capital city? That didn’t seem right. I wanted to press further, to ask why, but a glance at Alexander’s carefully neutral expression stopped me. Whatever the reason, it was clearly not a topic they wanted to discuss, and I didn’t want to risk stirring up any tension.

Michael had heard rumors about him and had seen his pictures. He idolized Thomas Carson. Thomas was Dustin’s subordinate! Michael’s face twisted in shock, and his mind went blank. He was at a loss for words. “Your uncle is the King of Hades’s Secret Guard,” George said softly.

she said. The more Rhea talked the more angry I got. She's my friend but right now, every word she was saying was like a blade slashing my heart. "Get out!" I growled at her. Whoever this Michael is, I will not lose to him. I've lost Ivory once, I won't lose Harriet. I did research about Micheal and found out he was a warrior who sacrificed himself for Harriet's sake years before we even met. He was severely wounded and has been on treatment for years. And now, he is awake.

They seemed to be chatting away, looking happy and relaxed. "I'm pretty sure they won't be happy if I ask about Helena," Michael said with a small laugh. "All right, Michael. Play your part well." He cleared his throat and went in. He greeted them both with a friendly, welcoming demeanor towards Yori. His sharp eyes were watching the surroundings. Michael Andreas is no ordinary doctor. He's got two roles that are crucial to the company his father started, Kawa Secure. Just a select few can hire their services. And most people didn't realize what kind of escort was provided.

“But how am I supposed to properly communicate with you here? You're the only person I actually know in this entire ancient nightmare.” I tilted my head, looking over his heavy leather armor and the prominent crest on his chest plate. “How did you even manage to climb up to the Beta position so fast anyway? In the original script, Ling Cheng was barely a blip on the radar.” Michael let out a confident, smug chuckle, flexing his broad shoulders. “Duh. Back home, I did karate for years. I have my form, I know how to fight, and I know exactly how to read a room. Plus, using the tiny details you used to giggle about when you ranted about the series early episodes , I was able to accurately predi

"Why are you standing by the door so late, Joe?" Michael asks from the big bed, looking at his new mate with warm eyes. Joe steps inside the sleeping room of the Jackson Silverclaw Citadel, his heart hitting his ribs hard. "I am just tired from working at the Hale Wolf Riders Guild hall." "You are avoiding me because of what happened in the library," Michael says, setting his glowing screen down on his lap. He is not wearing a shirt, and his big chest muscles look super smooth and strong.

"I'm afraid of living the rest of my life without knowing why someone I loved had to die." Venom smiled, the expression completely devoid of warmth. "Love makes people do foolish things. Michael's love for you, for instance, made him careless. He started taking risks he shouldn't have taken, involving himself in business that was beyond his understanding." "What business?" "The kind that requires absolute loyalty and discretion. Michael began to develop... divided loyalties. That's a luxury we can't afford in our line of work." The implication was clear—Michael had betrayed the Diamondbacks somehow, and that betrayal had cost him his life. Raven filed the information away while maintaining h