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As a result, I took Shan's bag from the stroller and handed it to Derek. "Oh here, everything is inside that bag." He bowed his head and walked away. "Then, what?" I asked, returning my gaze to John. "I saw her at school at the time, and --" "Jul—" "Could you please leave us alone, bro? We're continuing talking, but I'm constantly interrupted. This is a cliffhanger story," John abruptly said something and turned at him. I chuckled at the time because he's so adorable. Yes, he is endearing. I guess I like him.

He’d always wanted to feel like the hero who could provide for everyone himself. To John, this was an opportunity—to show he was better than Nicolas. Nicolas had grown up with his family’s wealth and legacy, spending their money and continuing what was already built. But John had found a different path. His plan was to get his father to sign a document he had prepared beforehand—right in front of Lyra. But first, he needed to treat the old man’s health. He was acting respectful only to make sure he didn’t appear rude in front of her. From John’s reactions, Adrian—good at reading people—was beginning to see a clearer picture of this family. John seemed to be the only one involved in dirty dea

Leon , Ava were also his friends but they both were busy in the mischiefs of their own life. He thought that his life was getting back on track but he was not right.Lisa's neighbor was Mindy ! yes Mindy lived in the next apartment.Mindy heard from the watchman that some girl was going to next to her.She got some cookies as a welcome gift.The door was slightly open she saw John.She was surprised.She peeped in again just to make sure that she saw right.What was John doing there ? She then saw John laughing and talking with some girl inside.She even held his hand once.Mindy's heart was shattered.She left John because they both had a different stand for a baby and not because she stopped loving

“You don’t have to be so nervous.” “She’s right to be afraid. We can’t underestimate them if they’re really part of Hawkers,” John replied. “We’ll leave through the back door.” “How do you know about Hawkers?” Adrian curiously asked. “When I was young, I visited my uncle’s place in the suburbs,” John still remembered that incident vividly. “I can’t forget what I saw that day. I saw people moving so fast they could dodge bullets and run faster than horses.” “You are exaggerating,” Elena said.

“From what I've found, Don, he's nearly bankrupt. Some businesses here in New York didn't work out, and the casino he had in Chicago, which was his main source of income, closed." Giovanni Moretti was just a punk who thought he could claim the position he always wanted. He wanted everything that belonged to my father. Absolutely everything. I was just a child at the time, but I still remember how much my father hated him, and for good reason. The son of a bitch said he would release Emma if I handed over half of all the wealth, businesses, and territories I owned. But he didn't know one thing: I'm not my father; I'm ten times worse. He messed with the wrong man.

John woke up early the next day. Adrianna was still asleep wrapped in her blanket like a caterpillar in a cocoon. He smiled,'' A new day, a new beginning, and for some..................the end''. Taking a quick shower he dressed in formal attire and left a note on the table for Adrianna. ''Dear Adrianna, To new beginnings. I am gone job hunting, will see you in the afternoon. love, John He drew a heart in the corner of the page and folded it gently and placed it on her table.

''Wha-what happened to me?'' John says rising from bed, Debbie helps him up ''Well you've been possessed by one of Precious'' she air quotes ''friends'' ''She really can see them again? are you serious?'' he mumbles under his breath ''how's that even possible?'' ''What did you say?'' He shakes his head ''Never mind that, where's Precious?'' ''I locked her up in her room'' His eyes widen ''You what?''

I got my phone and hovered over John Deere’s number, debating whether I should call him or not. He knew something no one else did. “Excuse me, Papa. I need to make this call,” I said, stepping outside. The streets were empty as always. Nothing had changed….except for a few new neighbors. “Hi John Deere, where can I meet you?” ******* I drove to the restaurant in town where John told me to meet him. I pulled over and saw him standing there…with the same woman who had betrayed me, and a little girl who looked about Luna’s age.

He was going to drown her in the truth. And then, when it was over… He’d go home. Not to a house. To them. Alli’s POV The morning sun slanted in through the kitchen blinds, casting golden lines across the floor where John sat cross-legged with crayons and a cereal bowl dangerously close to tipping. His latest masterpiece looked like a smiling stick figure version of Johnny holding his hand. It made her chest ache. “Can Daddy come back today?” John asked without looking up, his voice so soft, so hopeful.

His jaw throbbed, the heat of the blow blooming across his skin like a brand. "Answer your brother!" the Don hissed. He stepped into the light, eyes narrowed into lethal slits. "We’re hearing reports of this savior, this phantom, and you’re skulking around the tenements like a common rat? Are you planning to run, John? Looking for a hole to crawl into before the Gala?" John tasted copper. He spat a glob of red onto the white marble, right at the Don's feet. "I went to the orphanage. I spent the day with Margaret Lawson. People who don't treat family like a business transaction."