Distrust Gn Wright Novels & Stories

I couldn't expect less from a gathering hosted by a man as big as René himself. I adjusted my cufflinks, preparing myself to endure the night, when a familiar voice cut my peace from behind. "Well, well... Grey dragged himself out of his cave." Darren Wright. A big man, although not rich enough to beat me, nor intelligent enough to challenge me, and yet he tried. Every damn time. He stepped beside me, the corner of his mouth twisting upward as he swirled his whiskey. "I truly expected to see you here and it is so that I was right, wasn't I? I suppose you're desperate to keep René loyal to your company, hm?"

with his tone full of disdain, he tries to read her nameplate. "The Wright guy did not even last a year before he was ousted. He cannot even change your name to his. But I know it's you. I saw you several times with him and his family. My daughter is working in the human resource department of Petrov Petroleum. So I have first-hand information about what's happening in the company. There was no reason indicated why the Wright guy left the CEO seat" snickering, he continues to talk while occasionally glancing at Lia.

"Besides, isn't the point of tonight that I meet new people?" The muscles in Hunter's face tighten as he bites down hard on his jaw. There's something he wants to say, but he's holding back. If I didn’t know better, I’d say he was jealous. “There’s something about Adam Wright that I don’t trust,” Hunter grumbles, trying to keep his voice low. “He applied for a position at Grant Group last week and we turned him down. He didn’t have enough experience for the position, and we couldn’t reach half of his references for clarification of his skills,” he frowns. “But somehow, he managed to land a job at one of the most prestigious firms.”

" said master Wright with a troubled expression . " You drugged me to sleep with a bitch you paid . Unless I wanted to find myself half-dead in the hospital , I had to sleep with that thing you brought . " said " Why are you such a stupid criminal bastard ?!!!! Why did I ever have a son like you ? " said mr Wright annoyed . " Disown me if you want ! I don't wanna be your son either . " said Damian with a noncaring tone . " Both of you stop it right this instant . What are you talking about ? How is my son a criminal when it was you who drugged him to sleep with that girl ?! " said madam Wright turning her face annoyed towards her husband .

"Got something. A water bill from eighteen months before the fire. The name on it is D. Wright." "Wright," I whispered. The name felt solid in my mouth. Real. "Find everything on Daniel Wright," Liam ordered. A grainy photo flashed on the screen. A man with thoughtful eyes, tired but with his jaw set, a pen behind his ear. "Daniel Wright. Freelance journalist," Marcos said. "Wrote about corruption at the docks, about kickbacks." I stared. I didn't know this man. But I felt like I did. His forehead. His chin. I could see pieces of my own face in his picture. My heart beat hard in my chest.

Mr Wright called for another meeting in the conference hall. Gathered once more, employees exchanged nervous glances, awaiting Mr. Wright's findings. With a calm yet resolute voice, he began to unravel the intricate web of deceit. Piece by piece, he unraveled the trail of stolen funds, unveiling a complex scheme masterminded by an internal culprit. Gasps of disbelief echoed through the room as the employees listened intently to the shocking revelations. Mr. Wright, determined to restore justice, assured his team that he would take immediate action against the responsible party. He outlined the steps that would be taken to rectify the situation and ensure that such a breach would never occur

"Likewise, Wright Group of Companies Chairman Lucien Wright denounced the credibility of the above-stated models and manager. Therefore, Wright Group of Companies will cancel business firms collaborating with Miss Straus, Miss Campbell, Miss Laeback, and the other three models" "Whatever these women did to cause such harsh punishment from the biggest conglomerate in the country, we all hope they've learned their lessons. The Wright family was known for their respectable disposition but ruthless when it came to people harming their family and those dear to them" The country was in an uproar when the news was released early in the morning. Even all employees of Silhouette Designs were surprise

“It’s over between us.” Anne’s face crumpled as tears began to fall. “So, even if I’m innocent, you don’t want me anymore?” Diana stepped in, her tone sharp. “Didn’t he make himself clear? Do you think you can continue to cling to my brother after bringing in a scapegoat? He’s Dylan Wright, CEO of Wright Corporation, a legend in the business world! Did you really think he’d fall for some staged sob story?” Anne didn’t respond, her eyes flashing with a finality that made Diana pause.

Elias, who was on the phone on the balcony, saw my expression and walked over. "Is that the money?" he glanced at my phone, a satisfied smile on his face. "I had a chat with Dante last night. Convinced him to transfer it sooner rather than later. It's ungentlemanly to keep a lady waiting." "You threatened him?" I asked. "Not a threat. Just a friendly reminder about the importance of certain business partnerships," Elias shrugged. "The Wright family's influence in Chicago is much greater than he realized." I put down my phone and looked at him seriously. "Elias, I need to ask you something."

His hand is so strong. " Nice to finally meet you too." He's not smiling at me as he shakes my hand. For too long I guess and then we pull apart. I clear my throat and stare at Chief. There's this weird tension in the air, I don't know if it's me or something is about to go down. Am I about to lose my job? Chief clears his throat, he's not smiling either. " Mr. Newton is here to talk about the rumors." Holy shit.