Hardin Scott Real Name Novels & Stories

I glanced at Hardin, but he was already looking at me, the ghost of a smile at the corner of his lips. “Vincent Maddox,” he said, almost lazily. “He’s a longtime friend of my grandfather. Used to handle everything from real estate to... well, let’s just say things that needed a certain kind of discretion. He’s sharp. One of the few people I’ve watched my grandfather actually listen to.” Vincent raised his glass slightly like he was toasting the compliment, then downed the rest of his scotch. “Don’t let the beard fool you,” Hardin added, with a wink in Vincent’s direction. “This man’s forgotten more power moves than most of these pricks will ever learn.”

“Son, she’s the real deal. There’s no reason to wait any longer. Besides, I’m tired of pretending to be someone I’m not when she’s around.” “What do you mean? You don’t act any different when she’s around.” “My name, Scott. Hell, the other week, she kept calling me Mr. Jenkins, and I kept wondering who she was talking to. I’m too old to keep up with all these secrets.” “It’s just one secret.” “And it’s a big one.” “Not in the grand scheme of things.” “You don’t think you having more money than Kenny Chesney isn’t a big deal? You don’t think lying about your name isn’t a big deal? All right, what’s really going on? Why are you putting off telling her?”

The leather shoes on his feet were even too big for his feet. "Mr. Johnston, this is the syringe recovered from his body," his security detail said, handing him a syringe primed with a needle. He picked it up and looked at it. "Send it to the lab and analyze its contents." "Okay." "What is your name?" Jared looked at the man, and asked in a low voice. The man looked up at Jared timidly. "The name is CC." "I want your real name." "Conrad Calhoun."

(Governor Scotie) Although his sentences were light and surprised, but for me and T.A.S, we both know that Governor Scotie, the old white man was shocked and afraid that he saw me here. This is because he too was involved in the Jonathan Group plans to attack Virtue Financial and he is actually playing an active roles in it. “To be honest..I never really wanted to met every single one of you…you guys were nothing but a wolf in a sheep skins…annoying to be around…”.

LOGAN'S POV "We are not here to sell tickets, Mr Hardin. We are here for something far more important. Something that might interest you." Marcus Hardin's reply was to close his door, then raise an eyebrow. "Yes?" "My name is Zachary Evans." Zachary began to speak, smiling and running a hand through his hair, "And I am the leader and the founder of the Anti Alphonso Bohen Movement which I am sure you have seen on television." Marcus Hardin swallowed hard, and his face became flushed.

"Yes, indeed! Ms. Sanders is your missus. Ms. Peck bears no relation to you. Don't you worry, Mr. Smith, our lips are sealed." Randall could not help but think they all had big foul mouths and vulgar minds. He would not have given VP Hardin a second of his time if not for Rowena's sake. Of the three presidential candidates, VP Hardin was the most incompetent. He came to power by sucking up to the President, and once he was in power, the entire family became bullies and caused suffering to others. That was apparent with his son, Barry, who was the worst scumbag of them all. It was a pity that Randall was not qualified to judge them from his standpoint either. After all, he was helping the vil

He only agreed to go through with this because Harden had agreed to compensate his surviving family members for the trouble. The supposed final confrontation happened without him actually dying. However, he had watched his “fake” death through the hidden cameras he had stuck throughout the mansion of the Scorpio Pack. He had been impressed by the fake-Harden, who had stuck to the script and even improvised some lines on his own.

She thought she was the only keeping a secret from her children including Scott but she didn't know that Scott was also hiding something from her. “ I don't know if Scott would want to tell you guys about his true identity but you should all know that Scott isn't an ordinary person ” Chris said and Clara as well as Jessica and Jojo became confused apart from Maya. “ What do mean Scott isn't an ordinary person ? ” Clara asked. “ Well, Scott took after his father's wealth just like I did when dad died. Scott is the CEO of Harris corporation industries ” Chris dropped the bombshell and Clara, Jessica and Jojo eyes got wide like saucers when they heard what Chris just said.

Sheriff Hardin cursed as he steadied his hands on the trigger Bernard raised his hands in the air and turned around slowly, his eyes and Hardin finally met. “So it’s been you this whole time, killing innocent teenagers and wrecking lovely families all in the name of some bullshit science and making a goddamn fucking history that nobody gives a shit about” Sheriff Hardin scoffed

Scott held his ground, even as the man stepped uncomfortably close. Every head in the room turned. Scott looked past him, meeting the eyes of the gathered crowd. "I'm Scott Hunter," he said, his voice calm and controlled, filling the room. "I believe you're expecting me." He walked past the man and took a seat. The room fell silent. They knew who he was. "So you're the bastard we've been waiting for?" the man said coldly. Scott didn't take the bait. He just smiled. This must be my half-brother. My rival.