Gabe Lewis Novels & Stories

Onyinye advised. I nodded in thought. "That's a good idea." I tapped my chin. "I'm representing Real Madrid," I said excitedly. "Yes." The girls cheered. Real Madrid was my first love and maybe only love because of Christiano Ronaldo, popularly known as CR7. He was the all-around G.O.A.T and a source of inspiration to me. Thinking about him, made me more determined to win the match. "I choose Chelsea." Joyce tuned in. "You all know my club, right?" Emeka asked.

He apologized. Not saying anything, Leo read through the content of the tablet. The caption read, “CELEBRITY FASHION STYLIST RUNNING A FINANCIAL RETIREMENT PLAN BETWEEN THE CEO OF ROBIN MOTORS AND SAN FRANCISCO FASHION STYLIST, ZAC LEWIS WITH HER SON, SINCLAIR."

Olivia sighed drinking from her glass of water. "Pierre isn't interested,” Gena shrugged. Apparently neither was her. "Chris thinks he'll pierce my gut or something like that, it's not that his cock hits his knee or anything like that, but it's serious,” Helena commented with annoyance. "I didn't even know that was passible,” Abbie said still confused. They all turned to see Louis and me. “What?” I asked abruptly making Louis laugh. “They already gave their opinion, babe. Now they want to know if you practice it.”

Jack Lewis was CEO of one of the most successful enterprises in Las Vegas, William Groups and Industries. One year ago, he married Serena Williams. She was the only daughter of Mathew Williams, the Chairman of Williams Industries. Jack and Serena met at a party organized by a common friend. Serena was influenced by Jack's charm only at first sight. Serena was a rich heiress while Jack came from average family background. Seeing Serena showing interest in him, Jack deliberately tried to get closer to her with the hope of getting into a rich family. He invited her to the dance floor to which she happily agreed.

Sherry thought. That, however, Lewis smiled. "I see. Chuckles." Lewis smiled. "I'll protect Nami then." Then Lewis looked at the girls. The friends of Leah. "Just you wait girls. I will show you how fiction she was. Just you wait." Lewis thought. He wanted revenge. A love that he wanted was never before his eyes. That said— If love is love then be it as war and war. Ting! Ting! Ting! The last bell ended.

Hence, Theo leaned closer to whisper into Philip’s ear, “Mr. Clarke, this Prime Harvest Group will be very tricky. The old man, Lewis Larson, is also a man of power.” Philip frowned, not saying anything. It looked like Theo was only dominant in appearances. If Theo knew that Philip saw him that way, the man might probably hate him for being a coward. Leon could not help but smile. “What? You think that just because you can recite what my family does that I’d be afraid of you? With just a little research, anybody can know about this.” What were they trying to do? Trying to scare him? Leon might just go mad from laughing too much. Were these two idiots?

He decided to find a good time to ask Dunley about what he knew later on. Meanwhile, Dunley noticed Cassian looking at him. He merely smiled before shooting the latter a cheeky wink. "Master Lewin, why don't you say hello to everyone else?" Edgar suggested. "Alright." Dunley drew to his feet and waved at the guests. "Hello, everyone. I'm the world's best fortune teller as well as the leader of the Tigris Order, Dunley Lewis. "It's been a long time since I've seen such a boisterous scene. I'd like to use the opportunity to make an important announcement."

Alex asked quickly, his eyes fixed on Lewis. "I managed to get his name," Lewis said, sitting up. "Lester Leon." Alex scratched his chin, but the name did not seem to strike any chord. "I will look into it," he assured, and Lewis nodded. "And one more thing," Alex added just as Lewis was about to stand up. "Send me the names of the people who sold their shares to him." Lewis nodded his head before he walked out. As soon as Lewis was out of the office, Alexander picked up his phone and called up his private investigator.

Now that the ceremony was over, I could finally ask what had happened in my absence. Layla looked between us before speaking. “This is Gamma Lewis. He saved us when we were attacked on the forest road. He fought the entire cavalry alone and brought us here safely.” I nodded slowly, measuring the man with my eyes. Broad shoulders, controlled movements, and an old, battle-worn gaze, he was no ordinary wanderer. “Thank you, Mr. Lewis,” I said. “Your Highness.” He bowed with surprising grace for someone who looked as though he lived in the wilderness.

Dacota immediately smiled. "Mr. Lewis, I'm sorry, I was still teaching this little doctor a lesson." Said Mr. Dacota then turned his head to look at Allen. "Allen, this is the city's rich and powerful, Mr. Luke Lewis! The patient is his only son. So, you really need to arrange the operation immediately!" He added. Luke Lewis was a famous business tycoon in West Coast City. Many people know him. He didn't expect for Allen to not know his name, and he didn't care.