Great House Novel Novels & Stories

Said John “Although we’ve successfully claimed sixty-five percent of the shares, I’m afraid the Russos wont leave without a fight and to keep the company running, we will be needing a permanent investor” Mrs. Carter listened intently as the lawyer outlined the situation facing their family. With each word, her sense of resolve strengthened. She remembered her childhood friend, one of the biggest investors in New York, if she could get their son to marry her daughter it should go well. Across the neighborhood, in the sleek and modern confines of the Russo estate, a different scene is unfolding. Here, the morning air hummed with the quiet efficiency of modern technology, and the household sta

After nine months of worry and stress, Rory has finally been able to sell the property. He finally takes possession of his new home today. He chose a shabby old house that would take him a decade to restore to living conditions. 'Come on, Darcy, hurry up. I can't wait to see it,' he calls up the stairs. I have never seen him so impatient as now, so I'd better be ready. I find it hard to share his enthusiasm for his idea; to me, it seems like a complete and utter failure.

My heels clicked sharply against the marble floor, the sound echoing through the grand hall. I stopped in front of James, lips curved slightly as I raised my glass toward him. “Don Hill, long time no see.” My voice wasn’t loud, but it carried clearly across the entire banquet hall. “Gerald Family from North Atlantis has come to visit.” “P-Pia?” James’s voice trembled uncontrollably. He reached out a hand toward me, as if trying to touch me and make sure I was real. However, Kane stepped forward, smoothly positioning himself between us, blocking James’s hand.

Just as I stepped out of the courthouse, Henry and Carrie rushed toward me. "Timothy! You ungrateful jerk!" Henry roared, pointing at me. Carrie cried and yelled, "The Geller family took you in for three years! Is this how you repay us? Fiona only made a small mistake, and you're sending her to 15 years in jail! Do you have no conscience?" A large crowd of reporters and onlookers had gathered around. Upon hearing their words, angry shouts immediately erupted from the crowd. "A small mistake? Evading tens of billions of dollars in taxes is a small mistake?"

Then, he exposed everything his father had done. The mistress died in a car crash while being taken into custody. Henry narrowly avoided prison by using his remaining influence, but he couldn't escape Lex's wrath. Now he lived his days like a stray dog, hiding in the shadows, barely getting by. The woman from earlier was one of Henry's lovers. After Henry fell from grace, she tried to leech off Lex. That's why she kept showing up—she wanted money. The little girl at her side did bear a resemblance to Lex. Given the blood relation, it wasn't surprising.

"Noted, sir." Delilah didn't fail to throw me glares every minute and second after I declared that we would be doing house sanitation. I had gotten a few new pieces of furniture. I just didn't like the setting of the house. "Had it been you hadn't been scammed by that mysterious woman, you would've used the change to get some few things," Dixon suddenly broke the silence.

I did not look back at the troughs as I cleared the steps. The script of the novel was completely gone. There were no neat acts or heroic chapters left, just a messy, suffocating reality where the villains and the victims were breathing the exact same black smoke. There was no grand confrontation waiting for us, just the long, dark walk up to the Great Hall through the grease and the ash, with the midnight deadline closing in like a trap.

I instantly straightened up, feeling a blush creep up my neck. How audacious of me! Minutes later, I found myself in an estate that was legendary in the city. COMBS REGENCY I froze, trying to process the sheer magnitude of it all. Good heavens! I knew Xavier was wealthy, but was he really from *the* famous Combs family? I turned to stare at him again, but he just looked at me with an unnerving calm.

It took only a few seconds before he excused himself from the crowd of guests and strode over to where she stood, “If I knew you were always this beautiful, I would’ve invited you to more of my parties, Lawson.” She smiled again, “It’s a nice boat.” “A Yacht”. He coffered, “I bought it with the first money I ever earned. I managed to sell a house in the Hamptons. My grandmother’s to be precise. She never knew I was responsible.” “That’s a wild thing to say.” She mused, “For a woman you just met.” He shrugged lightly, “From one entrepreneur to another…there’s barely any secrets between folks like us. Why have cockroaches in your cupboard you know?”

She knows I have a weakness for it and I suppose she made it specifically to cheer me up. When I try again and fail to go back to sleep, I pick up my novel and try to concentrate on the storyline but find myself constantly distracted. With a final sigh of frustration, I step out of bed and make my way towards the kitchen. I keep the lights off to avoid waking anyone or having them wonder who's down here.