Gordon X Henry Novels & Stories

There were only seven days left until their wedding day and a lot of things had to be done since Henry wanted it to be the biggest event in Brentwood city. It was now Larry Ford's seventieth birthday and there was a big banquet being held at the Ford’s Paradise Hotel’s Hall. The Ford Corporation founder's birthday was a big event where influential people like politicians, CEOs and celebrities would be in attendance. Roxanne glanced into the mirror as her bestie, Heather Jacobs, did her make-up. “That’s alright. I can come with Heather if that’s ok,” she suggested. “Sure... no problem. See you later, love,” Henry's deep velvety voice could be heard through the phone speaker.

"No. I'm not helping. I don't get involved in the business between the Blood Curtains and the Aurora Shadows. Leave." Henry just turned seventy this year. On the East Coast, he was an eccentric old witch doctor with a mysterious bloodline and background. But when it came to treating chronic werewolf diseases, no one on the entire continent could compare to his methods. Back when I first found out that Gillian suffered from incurable migraines stemming from pack wars in her youth, I wanted to win her favor and get the Aurora Shadows pack to truly accept me. I went to great lengths to finally track him down in the old district.

The loud crash silenced the entire hall. Henry was the first to react, rushing up to the head of the security team. “Who are you people? What gives you the right to crash my wedding?” The security team ignored his shouting, which only further inflamed Henry’s anger. “Do you know who I am? I’m Henry Gordon!” Yvonne, clutching her expensive wedding dress, arrogantly looped her arm through Henry’s. “My husband is talking to you! Are you deaf? Don’t you know what happens to people who offend my husband?”

Explanation? Henry had been smiling ingratiatingly by the side. When he saw George's gaze, he almost peed his pants. Others might not know who George was, but he was a developer. The people he was in connection with were wealthy and influential. Naturally, he knew who George was. He was once the big boss of the underworld in Ol' Mare, the heir of the great Severn family. He was a vicious character! Moreover, there was Mister Kane, who was more terrifying than George!

Before Gina realized it, she and Mr. Cornwell were deep in conversation with Henry inputting something every now and then. She had learned he was a fashion icon for one of the leading designers in the country, and he was currently on the lookout for new models. Apparently, he was at the party to scout for anyone who seemed like they fit the type, and she found herself enthralled by his stories. For the first time since she arrived the party, she was actually holding a conversation with someone. Not just being by her husband's side while they discussed politics and things she didn't know about.

Harold Walker. Adrian’s chest constricted. He leaned forward, his knuckles white against the edge of the desk. “…and sources confirm that the young strategist, Henry, accompanied General Manager Harold Walker to Milan for the conference,” the anchor continued. “Though his origins remain obscure, insiders claim Henry’s ideas have reshaped the company from within, earning him both admiration and curiosity from the global business community. Tomorrow, he is expected to present to the world’s top billionaires…” The voice faded as Adrian muted the television. His breath came sloppy and gasping, the silence in the room pressing against him like a cloud.

I opened my Twitter account and saw a picture Gordon had recently posted. In the picture, he still appeared stoic and dashingly handsome, despite his elderly years. Gordon was an esteemed literature professor, while Karen was a literary critic. They often discussed various works of literature together. In the photo, Gordon was all smiles, a rare sight given his usual seriousness. Meanwhile, Henry, who had never done any house chores, was trimming the leaves of a tall tree in Karen's yard, sweating profusely. It was something he would never have done for me, as he always claimed to be afraid of heights.

Henry greeted all those in attendance after collecting the mic from the previous speaker. "Thank you all for making time to be present at this event; I really appreciate it," Henry said to them. "I know you are all wondering why I decided to celebrate this partnership with Mrs Jones; after all, I sign different types of deals with other companies every now and then, but I don't celebrate them. "Well, the truth is that Mrs Jones reminds me of my late mum, who was as hard-working as her; that's why I decided to sign a long-term deal with her in the first place, and that's why I also decided to celebrate this partnership with her," Henry said to those who were in attendance.

Before Evangeline could finish her introduction, Hank cut her off. "No need for formalities, Ms. Evangeline. Everyone knows Mr. Walter Gordon from the Gordon family, famed for ruling the North just as the Fosters do the South. Who wouldn't recognize him?" Comment by Lee Laindingold: South Comment by Lee Laindingold: North Hank reached out with a confident grin, offering his hand to Walter. "Mr. Walter Gordon, a pleasure to meet you for the first time. I'm looking forward to learning from you."

Henry send his reports to Asian before Adrian and Elina enter the car . " Good and tell Butler Zhang he will came tonight too and find suitable present for my wife uncle and aunt and her paternal grandparents " Adrian says again as he enters the car . Eric and Henry watch the black limousine drives away with two bodyguards car follow from behind . Then Henry enter the third car while Eric walks to his car . He had married and because he lives with his wife Olivia now , his works already reduced as their president's assistant at works time and if they had and occasion to attend or have to follow him for their mission or meeting .