Ghosted Jm Darhower Novels & Stories

PORISHMA’s POV:- As soon as the meeting was over, I left the room to look for Davish. He was not in the conference space. I once stole a glance at him in secret, and guess what? Davish and Mr. Miller both appeared overly disinterested in the meeting. The entire time, Davish was scrolling through his phone. Heaven knows what is wrong with these two billionaires from New York. Mr. Davish Grey is a mystery to me. I got a different feeling from him, and I don't know why.

I reached for my phone and sent Dwayne a quick message first, letting him know that Maverick was back safe, and thanking him again for his help and lending me money, though I don’t need the money anymore. Just then, my thoughts went to Jared. Where was he? Was he all right? He had rescued Maverick as he promised, and part of me went warm. The memories of how he was willing to put his company on the line for Maverick were heartwarming, as much as I hated to admit it. How’s he now? How’s his company now? Right, the J&S. Jared had sold his shares so what would happen next? Just then, my phone buzzed and I saw it was a call from him. Quickly, I picked it up and answered.

“Severe ones. For your future. Your parents… they won’t take this lightly.” “I know,” I said. He dismissed me. I walked back into the hallway. The news had spread quickly like wildfire. Kids were staring at me, whispering in groups as I passed. “Zero…” “I heard she cheated and got caught.” “No, she went crazy and just filled in randomly…” “Lizzie said the engagement is totally off now…” I ignored them all and walked straight to the parking lot. My phone buzzed. A message from Tamara. Fixer’s name is Marcus Vale also known as “The Ghost”. Investigates and Handles discreet problems for the Crowns. Dave specifically. Current location is attached.

I could swear I noticed he staggered backwards a little. Yes! That was it! The ghost that had shown up to haunt the bastard. Unlike Jarvis, he couldn’t bring himself to pretend that everything was fine, I wanted to give him some relevance as I noticed confused expression worn by my team members. Since we got here, I had told them I had previously worked at Glassdoor Empire in the past. I knew the rumors were still going to spread, I just needed to prepare their minds for its reception. “This is Mr Jethro Davidson, he is Mr Jarvis’s twin brother.”

******************* SIX YEARS AGO I was lying face down on the spa bed, letting the masseuse work out the tension in my shoulders, when my phone buzzed beside me. With a sigh, I reached out to it, prepared to ignore it because I didn't want any form of distraction from the massage I was receiving. But then, I saw the name of the caller. It was Damon’s Personal Assistant. “Hello?” I answered nonchalantly, expecting some trivial work update. “Mrs. Graham,” his assistant stammered, his voice was shaking. “It’s… it’s Mr. Graham, my boss. He’s been in an accident. A terrible accident.”

After the funeral, I hired the best private investigator in Almeda City. I wanted everything on Grace. At the same time, I told Avery to buy as many shares of Dorrondale Hospital as possible. I would make sure Richard never worked in Almeda City again. He would pay for what he did today. *** Third-Person POV After the funeral, Richard moved into Grace's apartment completely. Half a month later, he finally returned to the hospital. And immediately, something felt off. His coworkers kept looking at him weird. With pity. With sympathy.

He frowned as he told the driver to turn the car back to the station. He took a seat when he returned to his office. Megan was attempting to move Jessie out of the way for Beth's sake. At this time, he was unable to place her under arrest. Before acting further, he needed time to reflect. Not yet, he can't tell Din about this. Even now, his cousin is still dealing with some of his own issues. A message from Mr. Ghorsy beeped on his phone. It concerned Kim's funeral, which was happening that morning. James was still in disbelief that she had left. He won't be seeing her again.

"Jared, is there really no way to help Nicole regain her memories?" Gloria asked as tears began to well up in her eyes. Daniel chimed in as well. "I remember a famous doctor called James Dade. Can we contact him?" "No one knows where he is." Jared shook his head. Indeed, the only person who knew James had lost her memory, so it was impossible for them to reach that man. "Doesn't he have an apprentice? Someone by the name of Ghost Hand, I think," Daniel responded.

On the way down, I checked my voicemail to hear the rest of Damon's report: “I didn’t finish talking, boss, I've been trying to reach you. There’s more. That Jethro guy is way ahead of us in the search, so I followed his trail to learn what he knows. Turns out that he was at that hotel with his daddy, mommy, and big brother twenty-six years ago. That's the same year we're interested in, right? But that's not even the interesting part: His family checked in with the name R. F. Chase."

Emilia Clark I sat still, fidgeting nervously as I waited for my interview with Mrs. Grey. I knew little about her, except that she was the Chairwoman of Grey Enterprises, a multi-billion dollar company previously run by her son, Damien Grey. No one had seen or heard from Damien since he was reportedly involved in an accident two years ago.