Dr Eggman Assistant Novels & Stories

I growl low, “Dr. Moreno will be here in a moment. I suggest you exercise some patience before I sit your ass down for you.” Edgar sighs, “Alpha Aiden, I know you are an upright Alpha, but let’s not let our tempers get the best of us.” “Tell that to the little prick standing behind you.” I scoffed. As Heath is about to argue, I hear from behind, “Sorry for the delay. I had to access our new security system. It took me a moment to remember the steps. My name is Dr. Moreno. I understand we are in need of some medical records?”

Seeing the shape that was bigger than the first drone type, he was a little reluctant to use it. 'In ten minutes,' Edward took out some of the drones he was carrying, complete with hologram tablets that were used as controls. 'They are equipped with artificial intelligence. I have included the map for this mansion as well.' 'But it looks like their job will be difficult,' Raymond took the hologram tablet from Edward's hand, activating the drones, which frustrated him with instantaneous frustration. 'I wanted to ask you since earlier. Why are you putting emojis like this on the drone screen?'

Charlie asked, shaking the man’s hand. “It’s lovely to meet both of you,” Dr. Morgan said, releasing Charlie’s hand to take Meg’s. She noticed his grip was rather slack and his voice gentle. “It’s nice to meet you as well,” Meg said. “This is my man Jonathan Lane, and Meg’s lady Carrie….” “Boxhall,” Carrie supplied as the doctor shook her hand in turn. “How do you do?” “This is my assistant Edward Dane,” Dr. Morgan said, and everyone said hello to him as well, though with this greeting Meg noticed a glimmer of something pass between Jonathan and this Edward fellow as he looked at each of them and gave a soft hello.

“Regardless of what you think, your assistant is in no life threatening danger.” With that, the older man disappeared behind the closing elevator doors. “Fucking old geezer.” Rum plonked down on the couch beside me. He reached out to touch my jaw, his eyes scrutinising with furious concern. “Shall we get another doctor in?” “I’m fine, Rum. I guess Elena’s healing juice did work its magic.” I pressed my cheek into his large, warm palm. “I must admit I was a little sceptical back there.”

I looked at him with a confused expression. Who the fuck is this shitbag? My wife is unconscious and I am taking her to the hospital, and he is here, playing QnA with me? What the actual fuck? "Who gave you the right to take her to the hospital?" He questioned me in a detailed way. Fine, I am giving in to your game, but just for a minute. "Who the hell do you think you are?" The question responded with a question. "I am DR KM's assistant," he announced.

Then a voice. Low. Calm. Male. “Open it.” The door unlocked. A man stepped in. He wasn’t tall in an obvious way, but he filled the room just by standing there. Dark hair, sharp eyes, a face trained not to show much. Elara stood quickly. “Who are you?” “My name is Cassian Dray.” She felt the name before she understood it. “You’re the one in charge.” “I’m not,” he said. “But I’m responsible for you.”

“It was wrecked but it is not like there wouldn't be any thing that we can use” We let that kid named ben be placed on a nearby flat surface. While this kid who have a serious look talked to him for reassurance “Wait here. Alright? I would be getting you some medicines” He stated as he rush inside after he saw how his friend nodded his head slightly. Should I head inside? Or maybe I should just stay with him? “Wai” As soon as I called Wai, he pop appearing right in front of me. [Hewoo, I am Wai. Your personal assistant. How may I help you?]

Seconds later, Allister passed out from the pain. When I turned to face Drake, he had a pained expression on his face and was holding his junk. “Fuck, I think I’m going to be sick,” he grumbled. I rolled my eyes at his theatrics. Before I could respond one of my guards sent me a message through the mindlink. ‘Boss you need to come upstairs.’ Eric, one of my guards, said through the mindlink.

he asked with pleading eyes. “Sure. She’s in room operation room 4.” the doctor pointed down the hallway to a room by the right before leaving Drax. Drax walked down the hallway. As he walked, his phone rang in his pockets, playing some upbeat tunes. He took out his phone and looked at the bright screen, which displayed Liam’s name and picture. He swiped the screen to the right, connecting the call. “Hey, man. Where are you?” Liam’s voice on the other end came resonating loudly. He was still at the entrance of the airport in front of their chauffeur, looking for Drax.

He stood in front of the entrance and dialed the number from where the lady police officer called earlier. “Hello, I have arrived at the headquarters as you requested. Which way should I go now?” Jackson said as soon as the call was received. “Oh, just stay at the entrance, our staff will guide you to the way.” The lady answered. And with that, the call got cut off. After some moments of waiting, a tall man walked to him and introduced himself. “Hi, I'm Stefan, a special investigation officer. You must be Dr. Jackson.”