Henry X Charles Mga Nobela at Kwento

"That's because he's too arrogant and ignorant. Forget it. Let's go. We need to think about how to deal with Rex," Charlene said. Celeste nodded and said, "Henry, I'm leaving now. Rex isn't an ordinary person. I have to think about what to do next." "Alright, please go ahead." Henry nodded. He could not force them to accept his help since they did not want to. However, he would still help them when necessary. After all, he would not want such a fine young lady to be ruined by some scumbag.

I needed someone who could guide me without exposing my identity and secret. The life of the one I love and my kids were at stake here and I can't afford to lose either of them. As I thought of how to go about the whole thing, Charles flashed my mind. Charles is Henry's old friend and close business associate. He was a man of integrity and loyalty, someone who had always looked out for Henry's best interests.

Charlie's expression changed, his eyes narrowing slightly as he took in Henry's presence. "You know Henry, right?" I asked, making the introduction. Charlie gave a brief nod. I could tell from his expression that he was not pleased. Henry, undeterred, extended his hand in greeting. "Hi" Charlie eyed him warily before taking his hand. We settled comfortably into the couch. "You guys want something to drink?" Charlie asked. "Yeah, I'll..." I started to say but Henry interrupted. "I.. where is your restroom?" He asked. Charlie pointed down the hallway, nodding, "It's just over there, to your right."

*** Charles took a glance at his wrist watch, it's been a while and Xander wasn't here yet, he had no idea of what was wrong with that little cousin of his. "Sorry I kept you waiting..I had to grab these" Charles snorted staring at the magazines his cousin was flaunting which showed half naked women on the cover.. "Don't look at me that way..you're aren't innocent either" Xander commented nonchalantly with a shrug.. If there was anything he knew well about Charles then that would be his glorious title of being a man wh*re.. "Shut up!" Xander chuckled turning around to leave with his cousin when he spotted a familiar face heading towards their direction..

I am sitting in my office going over a contract on my hologram screen when I hear a knocking coming from the door, I quickly close the screen and check my surveillance to see who it is, Charles, my wonderful assistant. I press a button that's hidden underneath my desk and the door opens, in walks Charles with a grin on his face. "Morning Xander," he greets cheerfully. Charles was more than just an assistant, he is also my best friend, a weird guy always optimistic and happy and sometimes very annoying.

She’s doing all these for him when I’m the one who brought her out here. "Dude." Hester appears beside me. "What's going on? You look—" "It's nothing." I follow them. Hester falls into step beside me, and I can feel him looking at my face. "Who's Charles?" he whispers. I look at him and take a breath. "He's a painter. And Dana's . . . friend."

She breathe out, and everyone exits the room. Charlotte, alongside Evelyn, strode out of the room, and stride to her office. Alex came to see Charlotte, and waited for her. "Mr Alex, thank you for letting us know in time." Evelyn said, faking a smile. "My pleasure. Ms Charlotte, please, I want to have a word with you." Evelyn excuse herself, and returned to her office, while Charlotte took a sit opposite him. "We can't find Xavier, since last night, he has gone missing, and his line has been switched off."

I ran in as well, only to get stopped by Hunter as he got in front of me and dad. My eyes travelled around the room and I locked eyes with the man who would soon become the man of my dreams and the man in my nightmares. Austin Dechart.

And I know Sebastian is probably going to hate both of us in the near future. Sebastian's stormy eyes narrow at us in warning. "Don't you dare..." "I know a man," Charles tells me. "Who knows a man whose uncle is an expert tailor." I nod, taking in the information. "You have connections, Hendricks. I'm impressed." "Thank you," Charles says solemnly. "And the man I know, who knows another man, that man's uncle takes pride in making clothes the likes of which royalty wore in the past." "We don't have time to go-"

My eyes widened as my chest rose and fell . "What's it Camila? What're you seeing?" He asked as he cupped my face. "Let go" I pulled out of his grip wide-eyed. Let go. "Ohh, dear Henry" Charles laughed and it made me look up at them. "I'll explain." About 14 years ago, there were two men, Charles and John. Charles had a dream to give education and get out of his life and John was ready to assist. Charles had this dream long before he knew John but when they met, he told him about it.