G. Robert Evans Iii Novels & Stories

“If you like it, make extra and take some to your friends at the clinic.” He gave her a furtive grin. Chelsea’s mind instantly jumped to one person. “Awwn, thank you so much, Dad. I’m very sure Robert will appreciate it.” “Robert?” Evans asked. “The bedridden old man who wouldn’t talk about his family.” “Oh,” Evans nodded. “How is he doing now?” Chelsea shrugged lightly. “Friendlier, I suppose. I think he’ll come around in time.” Evans seemed to remember something suddenly. “Oh, that reminds me,” he said casually. “A package arrived for you early this morning. It’s on the center table.”

"I booked a charter flight, so it will be comfortable for everyone. I want you to see the potential of the place." With a sigh, Erick answered, "Very well." Evan was on his laptop while in the car, reading emails he had missed the other day. Work had to continue for Evan, being the CEO of his father's company, but it was obvious that he was unhappy. He lost that glow on his face. He let his beard grow lengthier than usual, and his eyes looked tired. It was clear to everyone how Evan still had not slept properly. While reading one email, he noticed a familiar person walking down the street.

Eventually, Gavin said, "Don't be so worried. I believe in Ms. Evans. I'm sure Ms. Everson has it in her since Ms. Evans handed the position over to her. "We didn't spend much time with Ms. Everson, so we don't know much about her. We shouldn't judge her based on a single incident like this." He added, "The problem won't solve itself even if you stay here in my office. Why don't you follow me to see Ms. Everson and see what she wants to do?" In the end, the senior executives followed Gavin's suggestion and headed to Evans Group together. … Caroline was having breakfast upstairs when she caught a glimpse of Kirk busying himself in the garden.

we waited,just then Evans walked in all alone. ' I am Evans Wilson, the owner of the best security agency in the world, the owner of all Wilson worlds enterprises the owner of Evans homes and the owner of wilevan oils and gas' he said.we all looked astonished, ' waoh,what is Evans doing in my house,what a great privilege' alex said as he went to shake hands with him.but was affix in his front ' why do I feel you are familiar. Your physical statue look like my dad' Alex said.

“I will take over Travis Harriett Evans' place as the First Family head.” The entire audience broke out in different kinds of whispers and reactions. He was already expecting this kind of reaction from the crowd so they just gave him a blank stare. "Why you?! You're too young and inexperienced!! We will not entrust the future of this organization, Anderson Evans, the patriarch of the Third Family, shouted standing from his seat. “Andrew, what’s the meaning of this?! The head of the second family, Percy Evans also joined Percy. His Uncle Andrew, who was sitting beside Troy stood up, “ Everyone, you heard it right. My nephew, Terrence Vaughn Evans will now be the head of the First Family from

Chad keeps glancing over to me, and when I look back at him, he averts his gaze. As for Robert, I have not seen him since this morning. It is raining heavily outside and the smell of dust floats in the air. I believe he is finalizing the selling of the company, there are so many steps and processes involved and he is trying his best to speed it all up so we can have the money before the deadline that Naomi gave us. The door of the office opens and Doctor Evans enters, he is not alone, a guy enters with him. The guy he entered with looks middle aged, he is clean shaven and his hair is like salt and pepper; some are black and some are white.

Robert said. Eve looked at him quizzically; why was Robert so adamant? Thinking for a while, Eve finally decided. "Alright, I'll let you say it, but if it's unimportant news, then get out of my sight!" Eve broke off. "Thank you for the opportunity, Miss. I don't want to talk too much. Please take a look at all this. This is the evidence that Mr. Gery has collected about Clark, who has been deceiving you, Miss," Robert replied, handing her a flash drive containing all the collected evidence.

He wondered what relation she had with this man. “Mr Hemsworth. What a pleasant surprise to see you in person here. I thought you would be sending only a fat cheque like every time for the kids,” the chairman of the charity even said, greeting Evan with a huge smile on his face. “We are delighted to have you here tonight. Thank you for coming.” Evan gave him a curt nod with a smile as He shook his hand with him. “The pleasure is all mine, Mr Brian,” He said, Helena was standing beside him with a polite smile on her face and prideful features, just as He asked her.

Elaine followed Robert inside, no doubt prepared to give him a piece of her mind regarding his icy reception of Willow’s guest. Evan, meanwhile, slung a heavy arm over Willow’s shoulder as they began the trek up the grand staircase of the Grant House. "So," Evan started, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial hum. "You’re really sticking with this one, huh?" Like their father, Evan’s approval was nowhere to be found, though he opted for subtle prodding rather than blatant frostiness.

Now we have no one there to provide information on Evan’s condition] I grimaced after reading Rose’s reply. “I don’t care how you are going to find out about Evan’s present condition, Sophia. Do whatever you can to find out how Evan is?” Wilson continued yelling, and I glared at him again. He was my younger brother, but very short-tempered, and that’s why he couldn’t be a good businessman, hence depending on the dividends of his shares in the company for financial support. “He is our grandson, our daughter’s only son. We have every right to get information. Talk to Cathy or to …. To Arthur… but get the information.” Wilson barked and hung up angrily.