Novel & Cerita Edward X Roy

He had seen Edward exhibiting care and concern for another person—something he rarely saw. Yes, Edward was a philanthropist, but there was a difference between his astounding donations, and the care and affection he clearly had for the woman. He had seen him admit that he was wrong. He had even apologised to a person—her. Gone even as far as to hold a press conference to clear her name before the nation.

She swallowed nervously and her gaze left Xavier and settled on Edward. “Thank you for everything.” Edward had been here, and there since the trial began. He dedicated his time to find out who was behind the disappearance of the bodies as well as the threat letter the royals received. Since the trial restricted the king’s movement, Xavier counted on him to do the work and whatever information he received, he reported back. He smiled. “You can thank me when all this is over.”

I need to claim the fuck down right now. (Edward POV) I reached my place at quarter past four because I was running some errands for my mom. My mother is a doctor who owns a hospital named Rosewood Clinic, my father passed away when I was very young. I am studying science and technology so that I have different things to fall back on besides my late father has a large brunch that expands to different states and centuries. My father was successful according to my mom. So I wanted to become like him, but more ruthless and I won't work those that are lazing about. I want people that can keep up with my paste, maybe a vice president will do. But who to appoint that position? Do I also need a san

He was the most perplexing man I'd ever met. Edward was Xavier's important beta, and he had to know everything, but he wouldn't tell me. Since Xavier's departure, Edward has been keeping a closer eye on the dungeon than me. In Xavier's absence, Edward looked to be keeping a close check on the dungeon, which added to my annoyance. I felt like I was drowning in a sea of confusion, trying to figure out who I could and couldn't trust.

Edwin responded, staring at the space as he twirl his chair around. "Edd, what are you plotting again? Don't tell me you are eyeing her!" Roy asked, glaring at his friend. " Why can't I? I am not a saint. I love what I see so I intend to go for it," he told Roy. " You know this isn't fair. You are going to regret it if you continue like this" Roy said, frowning at his intentions. " Stop preaching and tell me about the deal. That old man would skin me alive if I fail to get this deal," Edwin said, changing the topic.

Nicholas Frost, Edward's personal assistant, looked alert as he saw his boss walking down the Quantum building corridor towards his office. Edward had returned from Indonesia a few months ago and decided to resume leading the Martin family's construction and mining company in London. Although he hadn't officially become the CEO, he was already busy with various complex tasks that needed to be completed. Luckily, Edward had a capable assistant like Nicholas. Besides being intelligent, Nicholas was also highly loyal. He had made countless sacrifices to help advance the company's progress.

Herman's stern expression didn't fade away as he asked heavily, "Who is Edward?" "Edward, huh..." Camellia elongated her voice, laughing with elegance and allure. "You claim to be so powerful, yet you haven't heard of Edward? Edward from Arabia, a weapons research expert, a virus creator. He's the original creator of the 991KTKY virus. In just one night, Arthur Sea Creatures ceased to exist. Such a prominent figure, and you don't know about him?" "I will kill him!" Herman said coldly, exuding dominance. Alright, he remembered Edward.

I needed to get out of this village soon. When I would be certain that I could face him. I'd return to my home, my business. He wouldn't be part of me or my life. I was scared of melting for him. ' Just a few days! I'd be ready. ' I told this to myself every day. ●○ ●○ ●○ ●○ EDWARD 'S POV I strode forward. My pace was slow. I was careful not to make any noise. I didn't want to startle her. I came here daily and watched my wife. She thought. I couldn't find her. I am the king.

Either he’s dead or he’s fled. Reaching Ryker’s office, I don’t bother knocking. The door swings open to reveal him hunched over a mess of papers and screens, looking every bit the war commander in his own right. “Ryker,” I start without preamble, “I’m sure you’ve heard by now that Edward’s gone. Vanished into thin air. No scent, no sight, nothing.” Ryker’s eyes flick up to meet mine, sharp and calculating. “I’ve been thinking about that slippery fuck since we infiltrated Ivan’s so-called base at his estate.”