Edgar 소설 & 이야기

Once freed, Edgar dashed out, hoping Reno hadn't caught up to Leo and Alana yet. Two months ago, Edgar received word that Reno was planning a major project in the country where he currently resided. Edgar was originally from Indonesia, but after his conflict with Leo's father and deciding to move to Italy and continue his business there, he decided to expand his business in Italy. Reno suddenly contacted him to collaborate, offering him a role as one of the investors for a project to develop a casino and nightclub in Italy, which made Edgar furrow his brow.

"Daphne, I have to be honest. Roscoe is really amazing in bed. He made me cum so many times.I wonder if I would be able to forget how good he fucked me.” Hearing this, Daphne quickly rolled up the car windows. She couldn't let other people hear this! But before she could roll up the windows completely, a gentle voice came from outside the car. "Miss Howard? Mrs Dumont.I'm Edgar, Roscoe's cousin." Mortified, Daphne looked at Layla. Edgar must've overheard what Layla said just now. Edgar seemed over 30 years old and was quite the gentleman. He taught at a university and served as the vice dean.

“I'll have to think about it, Mr Ironclaw. But I must be honest, you have me sold on this proposition.” Punching my hand in the air in victory, I put out the cigarette, dumping the chaff into the ash bowl on my table. “You can call me Tristan if we're going to work together, Edgar. And here we are,” I muttered, lifting my glass, “To partnership!” Chugging his whiskey, I knew instantly that Edgar King wanted to leave my office. I didn't blame him though, he was probably scared of what he had just done. It was understandable, I would've been afraid too.

Amber wants to press the next button before the news headline catches her attention. "CEO Of CHASE BANK, MR. LIAM J. D BREAKS OFF HIS ENGAGEMENT WITH MISS BARBARA WESSELS" Amber and Mia turns to each other with surprise written on their faces. "Unbelievable" they said in unison as Amber impatiently increases the television volume.

"Alpha Wolfe, Eason is on his way now. He should be at your office in about five minutes." I gave Edgar a pointed look, a silent reminder of his dismissal. He remained rooted to the spot, his gaze flickering between me and the door. I ignored him, flipping through the documents I had and opening my computer. Amira had given me some information about how to manually restore records that were completely orphaned, like Eason's. Taking a deep breath, I walked through the steps until his record popped up with all the familiar information that should have been there. Edgar growled. "Your brother isn't even a citizen. Whatever business

"Grabbing a woman without her consent? That's not exactly gentlemanly." Gavin's voice was sharp. Edgar staggered back to his feet, his eyes locked onto Gavin with fury. "And who the hell are you?" Gavin smirked. "I'm Wanda's boyfriend. And you are? The ex-husband?" Edgar froze. He slowly turned toward me, his voice trembling. "Wanda… Who is he?" I met his eyes without flinching. "His name is Gavin Larson. He's my boyfriend." Edgar shouted in disbelief, "Gavin? You're that Larson?"

At the moment, attention had been drawn to ourselves and I really hated it. "Do you have to do these?" I sprung to my feet immediately, feeling pissed. "This is what you get for being a loggerhead. The earlier you acknowledge the rulers here, the better." Edgar said to me. "It's understandable that you act like a stakeholder, you are one after all, being a student. But there's nothing to acknowledge here." I gave him a taste of his own medicine. "You must be going nuts!" Edgar yelled, I was about to retort when the guy who took a bite from my meal started gasping for breath. He clutched at his throat tightly and started foaming.

~Edgar~ Hours seemed to stretch too long in the holding cell. I sat in a corner, my knees glued to my chest as the world blurred around me. What the hell was I, Edgar Sinclair, the real founder of a corporation as big as Obsidian holdings doing in a place like this?

Edgar replied, half annoyed. Silva frowned as she looked at Edgar, who seemed dressed as if he were going on a date. His shirt was perfectly neat without a single wrinkle. His hair was carefully combed. The strong scent of perfume made Silva even more suspicious. “Are you going to meet a woman?” Silva’s guess startled Edgar. He turned quickly, as if caught off guard. But only for a moment, before he put on a calm expression. “Haven’t you been pushing me to find a better job? That’s why I dressed neatly today—so I can be accepted at a better place than before.”

"Why is Edgar's social security number deactivated? Who authorized it? He's still alive!" The official was visibly startled but tried to remain calm. "Please, take a seat, and we'll discuss this. I'll do my best to address your concerns." Chris quickly stepped in to defuse the tension. "I apologize for her outburst. We're Edgar Lawrie's family. We just received news that his social security number is inactive, but he's very much alive. Can you explain what happened?" The official seemed to recall something and nodded. "Edgar Lawrie? Oh, yes, I remember him! A very handsome young man, soft-spoken a