Facts About Michael Clifford Novels & Stories

I asked, moving closer to him. "Yeah, yeah, that's Marion," Richard responded. "Clifford's childhood girlfriend." "Girlfriend!" I turned to him. "Wait. Clifford's dated before?" What a dumb question! A tiny voice snapped in my head. Of course he's dated before. Girls wouldn't see a good looking guy like him and pass by. "Yeah. Lots of times," Richard provided the answer I already knew. "But Marion is special. She was his first girlfriend." Curiosity got the best part of me. "What happened? Why did they break up?"

I was damn certain he was doing very well, unlike me that all I thought of during the twenty-four hours of each day was lady Monique and how I was going to make money and to be quite fair, for the later, nothing reasonable came to mind. Clifford's residence was in a small town on the suburbs of Hackney--a quiet place for that matter. Actually, the house belonged to his late father, and since the man made no will during his active years, he made one in his dying bed since he knew that it was over for him. Clifford was the one whom the house went to and after the old man died, my dear friend began a lot of renovations like changing all of the doors, installing new chandeliers since he claimed

“We will send someone who can trace the source of the spell. At the very least, they should be able to clear your land for you. I turned sharply to Clive. If he had people who could do it, why are we here? Why didn't he have this man track down the spells against me? He didn't seem to notice my unspoken rebuke, but he found my knee under the table with his hand. A quick pat as a sign that we'll talk later. “Thank you,” Hollis said. "Since you said you didn't know that Michael had a child, I was wondering if you heard anything about Michael or his wife?" Clive leaned back in his chair, relaxed, and looked around at the group of wolves. Since we all had supernaturally sensitive hearing, our vo

So I don’t have any choice but to go there. It’s frustrating how this man compromises someone scheduled just to get what he wants “You asked for a meeting just for this, sir? Are you out of your mind? Some of us has our own errands.” Clifford gave me a half smile when I whispered those, enough for him to hear it, he’s standing beside me because he requested to take a picture of him with us. I can’t with this man! “1… 2… 3… smile!” “I’m sorry for the sudden call, ladies, Sir Clifford just want to have a bonding with you all,”

"The news about Harry… Is it true?" Cliff sighed deeply. "That muddled son of mine! I don't know what he was thinking! How could he do such a thing? We men of the Chase family are always loyal to the love of our lives!" Cliff, as well as Henry, only had eyes for one woman in their lives. Cliff had lost his wife more than 20 years ago. Over the years, many women were interested in becoming his wife, but he was unmoved. Cliff believed that once you had met someone whom you loved dearly, other women would eventually become expendable.

I give him an incredulous stare. “Are you fucking kidding me?” “I would never.” I shake my head and wave him away. “You can go.” “Bye, bye!” Claire says, her voice light with triumph. “Don’t let the door hit you on your way out.” Michael marches outside without responding, but I would never let disrespect slide. “I suggest you watch your mouth when you’re addressing Michael. He’s a very important part of my establishment.” Claire looks insulted. “Really? Is he more important in your life than I am?”

“You’re sure? Okay, we’ll have to pay him a visit soon.” He hung up and turned to Regina, a flicker of hope in his eyes. “That was Clinton. He didn’t just find a lead- he found a location for Elias Clifford. He’s tucked away in a small town outside the city limits. Clinton thinks he’s been laying low ever since The People’s Watch was forced to close.” “We need to meet with him soon. What day is convenient for you?” Michael asked. “Wednesday is good, I have just one class in the morning. What about you?”

There was not really any change in the castle; it still looked the same as he had left it three months ago, except for the increase in the number of cars in the compound. The young man ran to meet Michael to welcome him again. "Good day, sir. I'm sorry about earlier, but I needed to confirm before allowing anybody in, sir." "It's fine, lad," Michael came out of his car and tossed his keys at the boy. "Where's Mr. Clifford?" "He's in the hospital, sir." "Why? Is he sick?" Michael asked. "Yes, sir. So I'm here as a replacement." Mr. Clifford had been the gatekeeper for as long as Michael could remember. He had been working for his family for close to thirty-five years.

“Hey, did you hear that President Clifford will be here for the lunch testing today? She asked tilting her neck to look ahead. Hearing them speak, Chloe came to a halt to listen more. She didn't intend to eavesdrop but this is different. She wanted to know, who they are talking about since Mr. Clifford she knows from before, never appeared to the public eye, or since when did he start with!..? “Wow!, I have heard that president Clifford has a son, but he is unmarried .wait is he coming to the testing lunch to look for a mother for his son? “that's possible, but it's rumored that he is impotent ...... Otherwise, why wouldn't he have a regular female companion, after such a long time? “They a

"My dear Clifford, how could you do something that breaks the people's hearts? Can you face the uniform you wear or your elderly mother?" Clifford was most devoted to his mother. He had grown up in poverty, working his way out of the mountains to reach his current position through sheer effort. He understood the threat in the caller's words. No, it was not a threat. When they wanted someone gone, it would happen effortlessly, without raising suspicion. The voice sighed. "I always thought you were clever. Why such foolishness now? Don't worry. No one will question your earlier achievements. You'll still receive your due benefits.