Gotham Alfred Pennyworth Novels & Stories

"Why worry about things like that? We live in the present. Just enjoy your time while you can. Why are you always fussing about such a thing, eh?" He smiled wryly at the answer that the woman always said every time he tried to remind her until finally he and Vero gave up. The only person who always managed to keep her quiet was her older brother, Theo Pedrosa. Talking about the man who always managed to get Bianca back on track reminded her of his condition. Compared to when she had last seen the man in their high school (who always came to the report card reception every trimester) and when she reunited with him a few years later, she felt that he was much thinner and paler. So exhausted th

Chase asked Gordon. Gordon replied, "This is Mister Penn. He's a sworn brother of my father." "What?" Chase gasped. There were probably less than a handful of people who could say they were sworn brothers with Master Grayson. Despite not understanding how Mister Penn was able to have such a relationship with Master Grayson, Chase understood that this man was truly powerful. "Oh my. It's an honor to meet you." Chase shook Wilbur's hand heartily. "Can you please tell me what happened, so I know what to do?"

She took a few small steps forward, shaking her head as disbelief and grief wrestled for control inside her. Jeff remained silent, avoiding her gaze. His hands were folded on his lap, his face unreadable. He knew better than to interfere. Alfred Wyndham was not a man anyone dared to question—not even him. The old man had built empires from nothing, manipulated industries, families, and even bloodlines to protect his name. Alfred finally sighed, resting both palms on his cane. His voice softened, but it held authority still. “Maybe when you sit down, I’ll explain.”

"You've got to pull it together! Please! "This has to be fake—it's all fake! That bastard Andrew just planted false rumors to scare us!" Dominic scrambled back to his feet, nodding like a madman. "Right, right… it's all fake. Just a bluff… it has to be…" Just then, a thunderous roar came from outside as an old man stormed into the room—furious and unannounced. It was Alfred Goth, the oldest surviving member of the Goth family. His hair was fully silver, and he had been in charge of half the family's businesses for years. Most importantly, he was the one who maintained the family's relationships with Jayrodale's upper class.

“He used to run with Enzo, the guy in that underground downtown.” The guy squinted. “Who is asking?” I shrugged. “Businessman. Looking for someone who can move things.” He took a long sip, burped, then nodded lazily. “Alfred runs some rat hole cartel out near the port. He still acts like he’s made of fire. He is an idiot.” That was enough. I slipped him a folded bill and left without another word.

Tony: Exactly and please don't try to be the hero, we both know I'm someone dangerous and I could bring your family to their knees to pull a trigger . Nick: You don't need to remind me, see you there. I took the briefcase full of money, went down to the garage, loaded my gun and left. NATE “Alfred, I need you to close the doors of the mansion tonight, I don't want you to open it for anyone except me. If you want you can activate the alarms so that you have better security”I finished getting dressed, tonight would be a very hot night. "Is it Tony?" he asked, Alfred knew my dirty business, he knew my every move, after all he was the only man I trusted, I knew he would never give me away.

Valery is responsible for everything that happened to Clara and this haunted her day by day, She looked so okay even though she was lost in deep thoughts, It’s a three-bedroom mansion at the highest point of the city, Alfred Is a rich person but he had chosen to live alone earlier, his house is made of bricks surrounded with so much flowers on the outside, He put a very beautiful fence Around this compound and not even the neighbors had a glimpse of what was going on In his compound, He lived a very secretive life and now he introduces this to Valery. Alfred is on a mission, he is halfway his mission He knows the Gaylord are up to something but he wants to overpower them, He wants to outsmar

"It's almost dinner time. May I bring your meal, or would you prefer to dine in the downstairs dining room?" He spoke with an iconic British accent and carried himself with the demeanor of a traditional noble estate butler. "I'd like to have dinner in the room," I quickly straightened my body, adjusted my skirt, and said, "Thank you. How should I address you?" The butler straightened up, revealing a faint smile. "You can call me Alfred," he humorously replied, "but I'm sorry, my last name is not Pennyworth." My face instantly reddened.

He was the master of her game. “Whatever you want, Noel, name it.” “Can I trust the words of a thief?” The blow hit its mark. Thoughts about his skin and lips flew out the window to be replaced with anger. Then came the realization that he would never see her as anything more than a thief. “Do I have your word, Penny?” he asked, his voice low. “You have my word,” she struggled to say. “Good. I will help Nolan.” Grateful that at least that was settled she glanced back at Nolan and Chantelle who were talking and waiting for her. “Thank you. If you will set a date…”

Alfred thought quickly in the speed of light about how to get out of this mess, this wasn't how he had planned things to go but he knew very well that he couldn't end up in a cell, most especially not in a place where no one Knows him. How would his family even know what had become of him? 'Oh yes! He had just heard them call this aloof man 'Your highness' he probably is the leader of the vampire, if he can't help me then who else in fang city would?' "Oh, your gracious highness" Alfred cried in a pathetic loud voice trying to put on a sincere show. Raymond who hadn't gone far was startled by the wolf man and turned around again, he signaled to his guard who left Alfred and he immediately fe