Novel & Cerita Gerard Argent

I asked Gerardo to gather his most trusted men and that came up to five people; himself, Dangelo, a woman called Mafalda and his two other sons whom I've never met. The other two sons were away on business when I arrived yesterday, however I am still yet to meet them formally. Vincenzo was obviously the eldest. His hair is dark and his eyes are grey and his features were both sharp and soft. The other son, Angelo is an exact replica of Dangelo, seeing as they are twins. Angelo however kept his hair short unlike the other two brothers. The five of them wait for me to start explaining why I gathered them here. "I need to go back to America." I finally said.

Sincerly, Angel Franco

he admitted, his voice filled with regret. Nathan's eyes narrowed in concern. "What did you say to her, Gerard?" he questioned, his tone serious. Gerard recounted the conversation on the balcony, his regret evident in every word. "I mistakenly mentioned donating my eye, and I realized my mistake and left to avoid further questions," he explained, hoping Nathan would understand his predicament.

Her fist was clenched and her face was red with anger. Alexander was not stupid. He could assess the situation pretty well. He knew his brother and what lecherous character he had. If he could be fooled by Gerard’s words, he didn’t deserve to become the next heir of the Lancaster family. Besides, the woman in front of him was most likely his Selena Ashford. Only he could tease and taste her, other men couldn’t! Gerard thought his little brother would believe him and cleaned up his mess like before. So he courageously spoke.

Argent “Okay, so here’s your profile invitation code. As soon as they sent an invitation to this profile, I intercepted it, took the code, and removed the invitation from the actual user’s profile. As long as you give them the code, you should be good to go.” Mateo says as he shows me the information. I look through the profile, recording all of the facts in my mind before I look up again. “What kind of party am I going to?” “Fortunately, it’s a virgin auction, so we don’t have to worry about anyone getting killed.” He replies.

Tragic Turn of Events: Gerard Truscott Loses Life in Confrontation with Best Friend's Son, Adrien Vasanten. "In a heart-wrenching turn of events, Gerard Truscott met a tragic fate as he lost his life in a confrontation with Adrien Vasanten, the son of his closest friend. The incident unfolded unexpectedly, leaving the community in shock and sorrow. Sources reveal that the confrontation occurred at Vasanten's company, where tension escalated between the millionaire and his best friend's son. The reasons behind the altercation remain unclear, and authorities are actively investigating the circumstances leading up to the fatal outcome.

“This is Jasper Denis. My most skilled warrior. He will show you around the pack today.” “Okay,” I muttered when he gestured to Jasper to leave us alone. Once the door was closed behind us, Beta Rodriguez got up from his place and walked towards me. “Call me Andres when we are not alone,” he said, and I nodded my head. I thought he would walk back to his place, but he surprised me as he lightly traced my cheek while I stood as still as a statue. Various emotions swirled in his eyes when he quickly pulled back and turned around.

"Of course, Martinez's death also carries a whole host of benefits. South America would be yours. I have no interest in taking a cut." Gustavo remained quiet and thought for a few moments, "Okay. I'm in." "Wonderful," Leo said shaking his hand. "How about we begin this by you telling me everything you know about this overachieving teenager?"

It was Luke. ​But as he stepped up to the podium, I realized with a jolt of horror that the "angel" I had cupped the face of in my bedroom was gone. This man’s face was a mask of stone. ​"The shares will remain locked," he spoke into the microphone. His voice was deep and sharp, cutting through the room like a blade. "Cromwell Legacy does not negotiate with minor shareholders who lack vision. If you aren't with us, you are in our way."

He held on to my right shoulder, so I turned to face him. "Will you take your hand off my shoulder or I'll turn you into a mouse?" I raised my left eyebrow, glaring at his cold yet undeniably handsome face. "Whoops!" He immediately took his hand off my shoulder. "You two! What are you waiting for?" The guard on the table called us. He's looking at me from head to toe right now. I quickly walk towards him and say, "My name is Alenna Delevigne from the city of Nalaknabak. I'm a..."