Feed Anderson Novels & Stories

He picked up the delicious piece of beef and put it in his mouth. After eating the beef, Sean said, "By the way, Grandpa, you have to tell us if you are feeling any discomfort. Don't just keep it to yourself." During this time, Sean was influenced by Molly, and he subconsciously copied Molly and talked to his grandfather in that manner. Mr. Anderson Sr. smiled happily and said, "Thanks, I appreciate the thought." After that, Mr. Anderson Sr. picked up the hot tea in his hand and asked while blowing the tea, "Oh. Now that you mentioned it, I suddenly recalled that the Anderson Corporation had a project about importing drugs. What's the progress of it now?"

I questioned in my head. Oh yeah! Security cams. The estate where Anderson lived was littered with security cameras. After watching the video, I decided to check out the caption used in posting the video. - Just in! Popular billionaire and son of business mogul, Anderson Green announces his soon to come up marriage with a lucky girl. - So far, Anderson has not been in a relationship, or any that we had an idea of after the one with the popular model, daughter, and heir to Mr. Patterson, Phoebe.

She realised that no matter how hard she tried, she will never be able to save him from who he was. Adams Anderson a thirty-year-old was the rightful heir of the A&A group of Companies, a wine company he inherited from his father. He had everything he wanted. A girlfriend, a successful company and a lovely family. To him, life was great. His life starts getting complicated when his mother requests a grandchild from him. His then girlfriend who was a model didn't want her to break damaged or cut because she gave birth and had to begin working on her postpartum body.

Don Anderson wrapped his hands around her waist. "Mom, this is my fiancee. She is Beverly Hill." Mrs Anderson, just like her guards and disrespectful maids and even mercilessly, she groped Beverly with those brown eyes of hers. She looked at her from head to toe and with a great look of contempt in her eyes replied to Beverly's greetings, "Nice to meet you too, Beverly Hills" Don Anderson smiled sheepishly and Beverly wondered if he didn't hear the sarcasm in his mother's tone. As they strode to the lunch table, Beverly knew she was off on a bad start.

"I'm so sorry ma, you were not supposed to notice I am here, Mr. Anderson asked that I wait for you so I can bring you to him at 7:45 pm he said in a professional manner which made me weirdly look at him. like how was I not supposed to see a limo packed in my property? "Go tell him I'm not coming," I said, to the driver. "Ma, that was what I was afraid of, please he insisted that if you don't come with me, I should not bother coming back to work for him and I need this job. I have six kids and my wife is pregnant with the seventh" he said. Wait, what! Seven kids in this hard economy and here I am complaining about one child.

He used his finger to pull my chin towards him. “I love to look into your eyes. You look so beautiful.” “Thank you, so tell me all about you.” “I'm Anderson, the head warrior of this pack. I enjoy just taking a break from the chaos and watching a movie or reading a book.” “That is exceptional, you know. I love the outdoors, not much of an indoor person.” “Being born into a warrior pack made the outdoors my second home. But the indoors gave me time to process things and just enjoy life.”

We hold each other, and actually, drift off to sleep on the couch before 8pm. “I can see your ass,” Finley is yelling from my back porch in the morning light. “Asshole,” Anderson kisses me, before covering me up and going to see what Finley wants. “Good Morning,” Finley sing songs. “Grandma wants a full family breakfast before she and Grandpa leave. That includes you two and Monty. Everly says breakfast is in one hour.” “This couldn’t have been said in a phone call or mindlink?” Anderson asks. “Yes, if you two would answer either of those,” Finley is smirking.

They should have tried to do something that was legal, at least. Frederick plated everything and placed them on the kitchen aisle before picking up his phone and typing away. "What if I tell you that I will give you more than anything the other person could offer? Would you let me go?" I asked Anderson. I had asked Frederick the same question but I wanted to know how Anderson felt about it. Frederick looked up from his phone, smirked, and looked back down. Anderson gave me a bored look. "I do bad stuff, but I'm not a bad person. I am loyal to the hands that feed me."

Kendra was next and Felix was the last and naughtiest. "Good morning Mother", Anderson greeted " Morning son. How was your night? I hope you slept well?", she asked nicely. "Very well Mother", he answered and turned to Marvis. He smiled broadly at her and said, " Hello. I'm Anderson. Nice to meet you", and stretched forth his hand for a handshake. The other two kids pretended not to notice her. Marvis could feel their death glare from a distance. She knew they didn't like her already. But she was happy for the warm welcome she had gotten from his mother and Anderson. She was sure she would enjoy her new home a bit.

Anderson greeted Kit with a smile. "Hi! You're early." Kit greeted him back. "Says who?" Anderson replied while laughing. He decided to join him for a walk. They talked about a lot of things, but what they never talked about was Lana. Anderson told Kit that he was cheated on, which is why he was in Pagudpod. But Kit changed the subject. He wanted to focus their conversation on more positive things, happy things. So they talked about Anderson's life, his family, his band, and childhood friends. Anderson enjoyed talking to Kit.