Harry Stack Sullivan

From a stall in the office restroom, I overhear someone badmouthing me. Henry Fielder, the intern I've been mentoring for three months, grumbles, "The guy's got zero people skills. He's a total fossil, like a robot stuck in one mode." I'm about to push the door open and jump in when someone laughs and piles on. "The paperwork is incomplete. The receipts aren't compliant. I can't reimburse it without a manager's signature. We could recite his canned empathy lines in our sleep!" Once they're gone, I quietly head back to my office. Later, Henry drops a thick stack of expense reports onto my desk. "Quit waving the rulebook and rejecting everyone's reimbursements." I skim the fake receipts, and for once, I don't call him out. Instead, I give a thin smile and say, "I have a headache. I can't make out the words."

Harry Pate fails in his plan to secure a fortune from my family. He tries to drug me, hand me over to his friends, and even film it to control me. Luckily, a kind netizen overhears him plotting with his mistress at a restaurant. The netizen posts a missing person alert online. "Please share widely. Looking for Freya White. Her boyfriend is trying to drug and assault her." I see the post and quietly pour the drug into the pot they are about to drink from.

After I studied and lived in Descensio for five years, I finally graduated and was ready to return to my home country to take over my dad's company. When I arrived at the Sullivan Group building, I took a picture and posted it on my Instagram story with the caption. 'Since you're the man I love most, I'm here to see you immediately after graduation.' Yet, a woman appeared out of nowhere and slapped me as soon as I arrived at the company's lobby. "It's her! She's the hussy! She had seduced my husband back in high school. Now that my husband has become the director, she shamelessly showed up here to flirt with him. So, I want you girls to beat her up. I'll take the blame if anything happens." While the woman was cooking up a story about me seducing Marcus Lane, a director of Sullivan Group, others around simply looked on coldly and judged me. She slashed my limited-edition bag to pieces and smashed the expensive seal I wanted to give my dad. "You're just a gold digger wearing and buying fake luxury goods. It's just a few hundred dollars. I can still afford to pay you." However, little did she know that everything I had was real. Even if she and her director husband worked for the rest of their lives, they would never be able to afford to pay for the damages.

"Lukas, jelaskan padanya!" "Baik, Tuan Muda." Pria tua berusia lima puluhan itu menyerahkan setumpuk kertas di depan Alena. "Silakan dibaca, Nona Alena." Meski tak paham akan situasi aneh itu, Alena melakukan apa yang dikatakan Lukas. Dia membawa kertas berjumlah lima lembar tersebut dan membacanya baik-baik. "Tidak .... aku tidak bisa," bisik Alena sedih. "Maaf, Tuan. Anda salah orang jika menganggap saya perempuan seperti itu!" Brak! Meja di depannya digebrak kasar oleh Harry. Lelaki bermata hijau itu menatapnya dengan sorot membunuh yang siap untuk menerkamnya seketika. Alena sampai terkejut, memundurkan tubuhnya ke belakang. "Aku memberimu satu miliar rupiah, tapi kau menolak untuk melahirkan anak untukku? Hei, gadis tak tahu diri, sepertinya kau menganggap dirimu sangat berharga!" Harry mencengkram jari-jari tangannya penuh amarah."Lukas, buang gadis sialan ini ke hutan!" perintah Harry kemudian. **** Halo, untuk lihat novel lainnya follow ig author yuk, kak. Ig : @butiran_debugn dan fb butiran debu. Terima kasih, semoga kalian suka dengan karya-karya author, ya.

I was in the office bathroom stall when I heard them trash-talking me. The intern I'd trained for three months whined, "She's a heartless witch—like a robot with zero brain cells." I was about to swing the door open when another voice jumped in, laughing. "Documents incomplete." "Receipts don't match." "No signature? Denied." "Seriously, we've all memorized the freaking rulebot's script!" Once they were gone, I headed back to my desk. The intern stormed in and slammed a fat stack of reimbursement forms in front of me. "Don't go on another power trip and block everyone's claims." I skimmed the obviously fake receipts. Normally, I'd tear into her. But this time, I just smiled. "My head's killing me. Can't read the fine print."

I've been married to Elliot Graves, the mafia drug lord in NYC, for the past eight years. But today—on our wedding anniversary—I received a photo of him with my best friend, Lila, celebrating as if they were the ones married. And in her arms was my son, Owen. I stared at the image, then typed out two words in reply. “How perfect.” Half a hour later, Elliot stormed through the front door. His voice thundered through the hallway. “Why do you always have to be so bitchy to Lila?” Owen, my own little boy, shoved at my leg and glared. “Bad Momma,” he said. “I wish Miss Lila was my real mommy.” I didn’t flinch. I simply walked over to the drawer, pulled out the crisp stack of papers I’d long prepared, and dropped them on the table with a quiet finality. “Alright,” I said, my voice calm. “It’s all my fault. Now, can I go?”

Sometimes love finds us in the most unexpected places—through the most unexpected person. At 40, Daniel’s life is a careful balance between raising his three children and running the family business. After losing his wife, he built a cold, impenetrable shell around himself—one he has no intention of breaking. Deanna, on the other hand, is full of dreams. With just one year left before earning her degree in Arts, she’s focused on one thing: making it to the opera stage. But when her best friend Harry begs for her help, her life takes an unforeseen turn. An outdated family rule threatens to keep Harry from marrying his pregnant girlfriend. The only solution? His older brother, Daniel, must marry first. To help him, Deanna and Daniel agree to a fake relationship—a temporary arrangement that should have been simple. But the pull between them is undeniable. She brings warmth into his cold world, while he offers her a love she never expected after a painful breakup. Together, they begin to build something real—something worth fighting for. Yet, not everyone wants to see them happy. Between outside forces determined to tear them apart and their own fears whispering doubts, their love faces an uphill battle. And with a 15-year age gap standing between them, one question remains: Can they defy the odds, or will reason win over the heart?

Every anniversary, Mark had some twisted surprise for me. Our tenth? He strutted into the ballroom holding hands with an escort wearing straight up lingerie. "Jenna, she's cold. Hand over your dress." Then, like that wasn't sick enough: "And the lingerie. She likes your vibe." I clutched my collar, trying to keep it together. He didn't care—just yanked it open. "Cut the act. Your dad sold you to me, remember? That slutty look you used to give me—I still see it." Everyone stared, waiting for me to break. So I did the one thing I could. "I want a divorce." Again. Mark just laughed and chucked a stack of photos on the table—me, covered in marks, curled in bed, a total mess. "You say that every year. And every year, you're back in my bed. Think your mom keeps that hospital spot if these get out?"

Lindsey Johnson asks her fiance's true love, Stephanie Sullivan, to repay her debt. The next day, Jacob Whitaker throws at her a ledger that she had never seen before. Every single expense from their five-year relationship is recorded inside. From small things like two-dollar ice cream to the expensive items like the luxury bags he gave her. Even the costs of hotel stays and condoms are recorded in the ledger. "I'll split half the hotel bills with you. After deducting the 100 grand Stephie owes you, you still owe me 2.08 million. You have one month to transfer the month to my account."

Tiara Mari Chua, a girl that will do anything for her little brother who just recently died due to cancer. Tiara can still clearly remember her brother's last wish, and that is- getting the autograph of Nikolaj Sullivan. The vocalist and lead guitarist of the famous band named The C.haos. Alam ni Tiara na ang hiling ng kanyang kapatid ay imposibleng mangyari, ngunit hindi niya maaaring ipagsawalang bahala na lang ang huling hiling ng kanyang nakababatang kapatid. That's why Tiara keeps on finding ways to find Nikolaj Sullivan until one day, a girl named Quisha Laventilla approached her. Telling her that she will help Tiara in her problem, but in one condition, Tiara will be the one who's gonna attend her engagement party. Sa madaling salita, si Tiara ang sisipot sa engagement party bilang si Quisha Laventilla. Quisha assured her that the party's theme is a masquerade theme that's why Tiara doesn't need to worry getting caught. Because of desperation, Tiara accepted the condition. Little did she know that her life will be in mess after accepting the condition. Because when the man took of his mask, it was no other than Nikolaj Sullivan, the guy that she was finding all along. Hindi inakala ni Tiara na ang planong pagpapanggap ay mapupunta sa isang biglaang kasalan. Isang kasalan na ang maghihintay sa altar ay walang iba kundi si Nikolaj Sullivan.