Francis The Secret History Novels & Stories

"What do you mean?" "Kill them. Kill everyone who mistreated you." She whispered in his ears with a deadly smirked. . Scholar Francis stared at his trembling hands that is covered with blood. He cant believe he let her control him. He's now a murderer. A killer. The warm smile that he thought a heaven, turns out to be something that would turn his life into a living hell. The Queen, Queen Helena turned him into a monster. . "Scholar Francis, our majesty is looking for you." Francis remove his gaze from the book that he is currently reading. The title is 'The Patriarch' and the story is very interesting to read.

She still harbored dreams of marrying the man, or at the very least, possessing him once. "Hehe..." Francis let out a confident chuckle. He arched an eyebrow, his gaze challenging. "Amanda, since we were kids, has there ever been anything I wanted that I didn't get?" Joey fell silent. "So, what’s the next move?" She watched as Francis twirled a small vial of serum between his fingers, a faint, elegant curve touching his lips. He was a man who didn't understand the word 'no.' "Don't worry, I’ll handle it. You just keep doing what you’re doing. Just remember—don't mention those two names in public. I don't need you slipping up and exposing us." With that, Francis stood and walked out.

Francis pushed. "Leave or I'll strip you of your inheritance." Francis looked taken aback for a moment. "You're just another one of his pawns, Lilary," Francis stated before walking towards the exit before guards could escort him out. "Dominic," I called out. "It's nothing, Lilary," Dominic dismissed. "No. It's not nothing. What did he mean? What did Francis mean?" Everything is just so frustrating. Francis lied to me for years, and right now Dominic keeps hiding things too.

“That was not the reaction I would have expected.” “That reaction may be because he has this huge crush on Heather,” Francis said as he finished installing the lockset on the doorframe. “I told you to keep that a secret,” Evan shouted while glaring at Francis. “You should know better than to trust a stranger with your secrets,” Francis laughed. “I guess I should let Heather know this secret as well,” Chris said with a smirk. “What do I need to know?” Heather asked, walking up to Chris. “Ah, it you. I mean i-it’s nothing! Shouldn’t you be at work or something, b-because lunch isn’t for another few hours,” Evan stammered.

Her hands started shivering when all of her colleagues started gathering around her with bewildered and emulous looks. Suddenly she heard someone switching the TV on and her ears were abruptly filled with the news, "From our sources, we were able to get the pictures of Alexander Kingston' secret girlfriend, surprisingly his girlfriend is none other than his own secretary Isabella Watson." Her eyes brimmed with tears, and she wasn't able to raise her head anymore. She couldn't face anyone right now. She didn't want to be the focus of attention where she would be called names without any reason. "Isa," Nick tried to call out to her, but she was absolutely disoriented. This was not what she wan

Henry walked out with the revised marriage contract and made his way back to Hertfordshire. As he is driven back, he thinks about how he had planned to click on the profile under Anna’s on Seeking Arrangements but accidentally messaged Anna instead. He hadn’t realized his mistake until after he’d sent the second message. Perhaps it was fate that had led him to the one woman who wouldn’t give him too much grief over this arrangement. That would be funny though. Henry didn’t believe in fate.

He explained to her and she swallowed hard. “When we have already discussed about this? I was about to go into a meeting but I could not , you both disrupt everything.” He said. “And I was there, my presence could not even be noticed, you just ran past me with that log of wood in your hands and of you went to break the windscreen ...tit for tat abi ?” He said. “What was on your mind when you did it? And the exchange of words you both were saying exposing each other secrets were so shameful...I was so ashamed of myself “ He said to her.

"No, that’s a lie. Lucien found me. Lucien knew my past." "Lucien knew what Eleanor allowed him to know," Thomas joined in, his voice chillingly professional. "When you 'fell' off that bridge, Elowen, you weren't trying to commit suicide. You were running from Casper. You were running from the first contract you ever signed with your own blood." Casper reached into his charcoal jacket and pulled out a leather-bound notebook. It was old, the edges singed, but the crest on the cover made my stomach drop. It was my father’s seal.

"The leaks online, that was you? Why help me?" Leonardo set down his knife and fork, his gaze intense as he looked at me. His tone was sincere, without the slightest hint of insincerity. "Now that you're my fiancée, this is what I should do. Let me tell you a secret. I actually fell for you at first sight seven years ago and searched for you for so long. I didn't expect that you were in a relationship with Dante back then." He paused, a touch of melancholy in his eyes.

"I came here today to tell you some good news that your brother will be fine soon." Abbie slept late last night because she had been paying attention to the affairs of her family. Just then, she was very happy after hearing Leonard's words, "Really?" "It's true. A video that exposed Azalea's act has been uploaded on the Internet, and she can't possibly turn the tide on this. Besides that, another surprising rumour has been circulating around that that Azalea is Francis' lover." "Who is Francis?" Abbie asked in confusion. "Francis is from the Gurney Group. He is a very rich and dignified person, so I'm guessing that he can support Azalea to deal with the Clark family like Michael."