George Not Found Fanart Novels & Stories

She laughed. Hearts and emojis flooded the chat. The comments made her smile. -You look gorgeous🥰❤️‍🔥 -I saw you in New York.😍 -How is George?😭🫶 Thalia tilted her head with a teasing smile. “George? Oh, he’s busy working, as always. But maybe he’ll surprise us tonight.” She winked at the camera. The door clicked open, she looked up just as George walked in, suitcase in one hand. He looked tired, she could see it in the set of his shoulders, but he still looked irresistibly handsome.

Castle of Love Episode 40 🏰❤❤🏰🔞💪 Please like before reading 👍 ***************************** (George and the thugs go to the riverbank, The second thug jumps in & searches for Austin, He comes up a few seconds later) George: Did you find him? Thug 2: Yes, I think he is no more, He's de@d for sure. George: I hope you took a picture of him. Thug 2: I did (shows him a picture of Austin unconscious, on his waterproof phone)

I said and watched him draw the picture free hand. “Are you from around here?” he asked carefully. “No. I drove three hours to get here.” I replied. “Okay. I’m George by the way.” He said and grinned for the first time since I walked into his shop. “August.” I said to him. He nodded and didn’t speak for a while. My phone rang again. George lifted the machine so I could take out my phone. “August.” I said by way of answering. “Don’t sound so rude. What are you doing?” Claude asked from the other end.

When George came back in, one of the higher-ups was praising Ariana. A few minutes later, George's phone rang again. When he saw that it was Spencer calling, he left the room hastily to answer the call. "Where are you?" Spencer's voice was cold. Even though George was his best friend, he didn't dare to tease him at that moment. "I'm in Orkney…" He told him about the situation. "Zane Marshall?" Spencer had heard of him, too. He sounded surprised. "Isn't he old?" "He's a bit older, yes, but he's not 40 yet," George said. "He looks young. Besides, a lot of women like older men like him."

With that, George walked out and slammed the door shut. Shortly after, I caught a flight back to Londres to focus on my career. I'd never seen George a single time for a while. However, a few weeks later, I was scrolling through my social media when I saw a photo of him and Julie that he had uploaded, introducing her as his new girlfriend. The background of the photo was the Costa family estate, and Julie was standing right next to him, smiling like she already owned the place. I didn’t leave a comment. I simply scrolled past it as if I hadn’t seen a thing.

George assured, demonstrating his ability to adapt to the situation. As soon as he stepped out of the study, he dialled Charlotte's number. "Charlotte, I have a client who's interested in buying a painting. I showed him your work last time, and he really liked it. Can we meet to discuss this?" George proposed, knowing that Charlotte might not want to see him now. However, using her art as a pretext might make her more inclined to agree.

Once she was gone, I pulled out my phone and dialed George. “Talk to me,” I said as soon as he picked up. There was a pause on the other end, then George’s voice came through, heavy with frustration, “We’ve got nothing. The audio’s scrambled. He must’ve had jammers in place.” I swore under my breath, running a hand through my hair, “Not even visuals?” “Grainy at best. We couldn’t get a clear shot of him, and the angle was off.” I closed my eyes, my jaw tightening, “So we have no evidence. Nothing to use against him.”

Before Melinda could respond, the door opened again. George stepped inside, still in his suit, sleeves rolled up to reveal corded forearms. He looked at her like she was already his. “Changed your mind yet, kitten?” he asked, voice dark honey. “Ready to spread those gorgeous thighs for me?” “No,” she choked out. “Never.” He only smiled.

Renea refused coldly and made a detour to leave. “Has George been rejected?” “George was rejected.” Everyone was shocked. George was the second best-looking guy in Dream High Academy and his grades were also outstanding. Many girls were pursuing him in the school, but he didn’t even look straight at them. The only one who got close to him was campus beauty, Kailey. “He was just rejected by a fake daughter.” George was also shocked. He didn’t think that Renea would reject his confession. Seeing this, Oliver clenched her fists in anger.

How dared he borrowed my tuition fee and suddenly flee after. George made another eye contact. And when he's standing much closer than before, I sensed a danger. From what I remembered, George has a small face, pointed nose and heart-shape lips. His height is about 5'4... 5'4? But this guy in front of me is a tall man. T-Then... "Oh? You are not George," I gasped, covering my mouth in tension. "Oh my god! Upon seeing you closer, you aren't him!"