Dearest tycoons: aka my four brothers Novels & Stories

The man's voice is similar to Taylor's, but the sneer I hear in his voice is poles apart from Taylor's sublime tones. "What are you talking about?" "My little brother, Taylor…He hasn't filled you in on our little arrangement, then?" "I don't know what the hell you are talking about." My voice shakes as I try to understand what is going on. "Hmm, let's just say my baby brother knows that he has to share his toys with me, and you, my dear, are his latest." "Well, Taylor's brother…" I realise I don't even know this nutcase's name.

said Noah smiling. “Before Fourth Brother took the position as the lord of the family, we were all brothers in arms. “On the battlefield, we got beat up by our enemies… “When we’re back in Hong Kong, we got beat up by the rich people! “After that, we swore that we’d rise to power no matter the cost! “And now that Fourth Brother’s there, no one would even think of disrespecting me! “After all, I’m Marcel’s third brother. “But if I’m being honest, it’s been a while since anyone dared to lay their hands on me,” said Noah in admiration.

I winced. “That's not an exaggeration. But, oh my god, the Alcatraz brothers are something else. They're filthy rich, like private islands and superyachts rich. And hot as hell. Imagine dark, brooding eyes and chiseled jaws that could cut glass. They’re always impeccably dressed in custom suits that just scream money.” “Wow, sounds like a dream.” I said as my mind went back to the ordeal I had just experienced.

Frederick stood a few feet behind me, phone to his ear, but something was off. His presence felt sharper. Harder. “Frederick?” I said into the phone, confused. The man in front of me lowered his device slowly. A slow smirk curved his lips. “Ah,” he said smoothly, his voice deeper than I expected. “You seem to know my brother.” Brother? My eyes flickered down instinctively. That was when I saw it. His shirt was slightly unbuttoned. Just enough. And beneath the white fabric, ink stretched across his chest. A dark, deliberate tattoo peeking through.

Then his personal assistant, a tall, no-nonsense woman named Grace, stepped forward and slapped Tony across the face. It echoed through the hallway, sending everybody into shock. "How dare you insult my sister, the CEO?" Grace said icily. Tony paled, his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. "S-sister?" Clyde took another step in, his eyes boring into him. "That is correct, Violet being my sister. And I don't appreciate anybody disrespecting her.

In the future, I aspire to become a renowned designer and not be a burden to you all. Hearing these heartfelt words, Liam's eyes welled up with tears. Initially, they had hoped Mia would rely on them, but her dedication and ambition caught them by surprise. It was deeply touching. How could Mia be so hardworking and endearing? As evening fell, Dominic, Nathan, and Connor returned home, and Mia personally prepared a celebratory meal for her brothers. Lifting her cup, Mia joyfully declared, "Today, I raise a toast to my brothers with a cup of tea instead of wine, wishing everyone a swift and prosperous journey to success. Cheers!"

Chapter 32 The victory at the industrial complex had shifted the balance in ways that were subtle but profound. For the first time, the stepbrother — enigmatic, precise, and lethal in his own way — had shown hesitation. A crack in the armor, a small gap in the carefully constructed persona of omniscience.

He respond with a smug grin. This guy...! I'm starting to like his guts and boldness. Who the hell does he take Jamel for? Seriously? "Do you know who my brother is?" I countered. "Do I look like I care?" He replied flatly. "Even if you don't care, I'm still gon' tell you who he is." I yelled to his face. "My brother's name is Jamel. Jamel Grayson, second richest in New York, do you get?" "So?" He shrugged his shoulders with a boring expression. "What if he's Jamel Grayson, huh?"

Hopefully I can succeed, and you won't have to be burdened with any of this. Till we meet again, Your eldest brother, Alex

One of the men, who was the leader, said coldly, "You said your brother is the most outstanding and the youngest doctor at the best hospital in South City, and he also has a property here. Not only does your brother have a property, but he also has many friends in South City, who were all the wealthy relatives of his patients. Your family has truly made such exaggerated empty promises to us. At first, we didn't even believe you. We then followed you to South City. After we saw your brother, we believed you. You bunch of broke fools truly had such an outstanding brother. It's just such a pity that all of you are too vicious. In the past, those thieves who stole pigs, cows, and whatnot from ot