Ghosted Jm Darhower Novels & Stories

"So, as all of you know that I am the Chairman of this company...and Maddox is not here...I am here to take all the decision on his behalf." "As a Chairman, this is my right. Who agrees with me?" she asked in a confident tone. The people exchanged looks and they gossiped when the manager spoke, "But what about Mr Dasher, Ma'am?" "I hate to tell you that Mr Dasher and his family...is no more..." she faked a tear. "And this company was so dearest to him...he worked hard for it. Now that they all died in a car crash in Richmond...I will make his name alive..." she mocked a painful tone.

Jackie, who usually gets things done quickly, stood there motionless. Darwin frowned displeased and looked up, “Didn’t you hear what I said?” "Mr. Solomon..." Jackie raised his head, his expression complicated. He looked at Darwin in disbelief. "Don't you know?" “Know what?” Darwin furrowed his eyebrows. Jackie's voice tightened, and his hand trembled slightly. "Secretary Woods' grandmother passed away at the end of April."

he was given a towel to wipe his tears before he cleared his throat and starter. "Today we've lost a great man. He took me in when my father rejected me, and as the only son of the family, I vow to take care of the museum and manage it better. I'm sure he would want the same. ." I felt like crushing Josh. He couldn't even at least hide the fact that he was only interested in the museum. Before I could react to him, the reporters had already moved their attention away from him to someone else. "Hold on, isn't that Damon Huxley? The CEO of GED?" one of the reporters said as he hurriedly moved outside to welcome Damon.

He was looking far away, exuding an innate imposing aura fit for a king. ...... At Dreamland Hotel inside a suite on the third floor, Shalom Technology’s current chairman, Darcy Davis had prepared a table of feast and waited patiently with his nephew. After a short moment, the door was pushed open. A middle-aged, bald man entered. “Mr. Jagger, you’re finally here.” Holland Jagger was in charge of the reconstruction work at the West River coast. Holland sat down casually, and asked, “Brendon, why are you calling me over in such a hurry?”

Dante's POV I'd actually stepped out to use the restroom when I was heading down the hallway and my phone suddenly buzzed with a message. I slipped my phone out of my pocket and checked the message. It was DirtyLink. The message had come from JJ. I couldn’t believe he actually ghosted me for one week straight, and now he was suddenly chatting me again, saying he almost died. I almost didn’t want to reply to him. I didn’t even know why I was annoyed.

Marcus said softly, expression turning pale and tense as he turned the phone toward me. A notification from a notorious national entertainment gossip blog was glowing across the glass screen, published less than five minutes ago: EXCLUSIVE: The Hidden Life of Tabitha Dawson—How the Hockey Star’s Secret Ex-Wife Vanished with a Multi-Million Mystery. My heart stopped beating.

“Always glued to Mom. Always suddenly close to Simon.” Johnson nodded slowly. “I’ll dig into it. Leave it to me. Because this?” He gestured at Damon’s face. “This is wicked.” Damon looked up. “Daisy been talking to you?” Johnson checked his phone, frowned. “No. She’s ghosting me too.” A heavy silence settled. “If Chelle and Daisy aren’t at Simon’s anymore,” Johnson said, already reaching for his jacket, “they’re together.” Damon stood. “Check it. ASAP.”

He said to me, Damon groaned as he stretched out. "I'm going to the gym area. Gotta get this jet lag off so I start on my calls. We're going to have a long day ahead of us." He said as he stood up and left. It was just Jacob and I now. "Hey, I got you a headstart on the missing werewolf from yesterday. This is what I got on him." Jacob said as he pushed a file my way. I was really happy and would have spoken to him as he prepared to leave when I heard the asshole. It was Garrett. He had woken up.

Hector's expression darkened as he replied coldly, "Why didn't you speak up when Mr. Sumner was here? If you don't want to stay at Prospectus Technology, feel free to sell your shares. It's better to keep such divisive talk to a minimum." With that, Hector stood up and departed, leaving a group of stunned shareholders in his wake. Back in Damon's office… Damon was about to review some documents when Spencer knocked and entered. "Mr. Sumner, since Ms. Jayston's disappearance, you haven't had a proper rest. After the new drug launches, you should consider taking some time off," Spencer suggested. A few days earlier, Damon had been hospitalized for a stomach bleed. The doctor had warned him tha

Jack cleared his throat. “My name is Jack Jacobson and I’m the director of IT for AC. We first met Grace at a wedding for one of our board members’ children. It was unfortunate timing that it was right about when Grover passed but leaning on each other I think has really helped,” he said, as he took my hand. I blew out a hard breath, quietly and discreetly. Damn he’s good at thinking on his feet. Not completely untrue.