Future Doc Brown Novels & Stories

I asked. “Yes, your name was clearly on your late brother’s will, but you were very much involved in a scandal, leading to an investigation as at that time……how do you expect a company such as Garners Industry to appoint you as the Ceo?” “I am pretty sure that was all Bran’s doing!” I defended knowing it wasn’t true. “As a matter of fact, I no longer want to take part in overthrowing Bran…… if there is nothing else, I will take my leave.” Mr Brown, who had been in the team before, changed his mind and exited the office.

What the hell was he scheming again? Perhaps it was really like what Abbie said about him? Valeria thought in her mind, but she didn't say it out, "What did the doctor say?" "The doctor said that he would get better after an IV therapy and some anti-inflammatory medication." The secretary continued, "But now Mr. Brown is worried about the company's affairs. Recently, the company was experiencing a huge loss of clients, and currently experiencing a shortage in funds. Mr. Brown is really worried about the money!"

A face that I hadn’t seen in fifteen years. Dr. Brown didn’t seem to notice the look that was passing between the two of us as she introduced her other partner. “This is Dr. Brandon Johnson. He is our bioengineer, and one of the founders of this corporation.” Brandon and I looked at each other for what seemed like a lifetime before he finally spoke. “Montgomery? Did you get married?” Both Dr. Brown and Dr. Hollingsworth looked at Brandon with an odd expression on their faces, but neither one said anything. Instead, they turned their attention towards me and waited for my reply.

Adrian Brown was a twenty-year-old young man who, due to his indulgences and fast-paced lifestyle, had lost two years of high school. His time at Clearmount College was now his last chance to finish his studies and choose a career within the Brown family, without becoming a disgrace.

my mother said, and I mumbled, "Thanks, Mom." "Who are they?" Mom asked, and Brown introduced himself to my mother, "Ma, I am Bryan George. And this is my mother, Athena, and my younger sister, Laura. I am a musician and popularly known as Brown or Brownie." "Alright. I see that you are my daughter's friend. Thanks for being by Clara's side during these trying times," my mother said as she shook hands with Brown and his mother. "You're welcome, Ma." Brown said, and Laura went to carry the second baby.

"Rio, help me get in touch with a hospital overseas. My corneas were taken and donated." Rio Jenson didn’t have time to ask what happened before she began helping me search for matching corneas abroad. I contacted a lawyer to draft a divorce agreement and asked him to inspect the car I had driven. As expected, Anthony had tampered with the brakes. Holding the maintenance report in my hands, I didn’t know whether to call him heartless—or just terrifyingly devoted. To help Indya regain her sight, he was willing to sacrifice my life. Our wedding had been delayed by a week due to my eye condition. Anthony even invited Indya to be my bridesmaid and had her stay at our home.

Brown asked in disbelief. Quickly, he ran to his office. It had to be a mistake, he was imagining things. How come Mr. Muriel could have changed all of a sudden his signature? Maybe, Mr. Brown didn’t remember very well Mr. Alexander Muriel’s signature. When he arrived, he took out of the drawer all the documents Alexander had signed before. He needed to compare both of the signatures. Flipping through the papers he found one that had been signed around four months ago.

I grab it and check the screen. Kiki wants to FaceTime. I click accept as soon as I see the name. Kiki is what I call Kieran, my best friend since we started high school. We met as freshmen on our school’s soccer team, and I knew from the moment he opened his mouth that we’d get along. He’s this tiny half-Japanese kid with fluffy brown hair and more energy than a chihuahua with a chew toy. He’s barely grown since, but that just adds to his whole cute schtick – though it’s not as endearing as his smile. Kieran is always smiling, usually accompanied with a big, bubbly laugh that I would personally call a giggle.

Really all this is just daunting and scary but I'll survive. I mean if Persophone is still with me, which I'm sure of, then I'll survive I guess. *** The end. Yes friends, we have come to the end of 'Brown'. Thank you so so much for reading this little piece of work. 👏👏👏. If you have questions let me know. If you want a sequel, I'm available. Thank you so so so so much for reading and commenting and all. You're all so beautiful. Okay I'll stop talking now.

He is serious, wasn’t he? ** “Nothing seems to be a problem for the young lady, Kyler.” said Dr. Brown. “Aside from the bruises, she’s perfect.” Dr. Brown is an old man who seems to be working in this field for long. He ran some tests and the results came faster than I expected. Maybe having connections is really a good thing, too because they didn’t asked for my information. “She is perfect.” Kyler said, reaching for my hand and gave it a slight squeeze.