Inside Job Brett Novels & Stories

He said that some went on business trips, some took off and some went on holidays and left. When I started to walk to my desk, he called me. "Elena!" "What?" "Mr Brett is leaving on a business trip today evening so he told me to inform you to go meet him." "Okay. Thank you for informing." I walked to Mr Brett's desk, he was working on something. He works even when he's going on a business trip? I let out a sigh and asked him, "Sir..." He turned and saw me and went back to working again. He signalled me to sit on the chair beside him. I sat on the chair as he instructed.

“Before that, can I know what’s your relationship with Lanceil?” Brett frowned, but he kept the smile on his lips. “When you two met in the orphanage, you really looked like you knew each other. Sir Lanceil didn’t say anything to me.” Brett avoided her gaze and pursed his lips. He cut the fish in front of him, stopped, and threw the knife on the table. Inhaling sharply, Brett stared back at Agatha. “You’re not allowed to know about my relationship with your boss.” His cold voice made Agatha sad for no reason.

"You are so perfect." "Aren’t you in a meeting, Brett." She whispered. "I turned off my camera. Gibson and Derin have it under control." "Gibson, your partner?" Brett nodded. "He’s going to fire me if he finds out that I'm the reason you can’t focus on work." She laughed. Brett hoisted her onto his lap, depositing her on his desk, then rolling his chair until he settled between her thighs. "I’d like to see him try."

No one else will ever know. Worried she wouldn't believe me, I raised my hand in a vow, swearing on my own integrity. Only after my repeated promises did Ms. Lawson finally let out a sigh of relief. As she got dressed and was ready to leave, her phone suddenly rang. She took it out of her bag and glanced at the screen. Her expression changed instantly. I craned my neck to peek at the name on the screen. It was a man's name. "Ms. Lawson, is Gavin Tate that boyfriend who couldn't… um… make you feel anything?" I asked.

The air smelled of paperwork and stale coffee, the fluorescent lights buzzing faintly above us. One thing about Brette—he never lost. That wasn’t pride, it was fact. He had been recommended to me when I first settled in Green City, and since then I had watched him win case after case, no matter who stood against him. He knew the law inside out, and with that knowledge came his steady, unshakable confidence. “Here,” the officer said, stopping at a room door. We stepped closer and peered through a glass wall, which gave us a view of the inside.

so George could never have a standing ever again. "Boss, George has been selling most of his businesses for the past few days. I'm guessing he'll come and beg for your forgiveness today," said Brett's subordinate ingratiatingly. They had been waiting for this day for a very long time. "Boss, you have to get rid of George Severn when comes. Avenge Nick!" Brett sneered. "Of course! I'm going to take his money and his life!" He had been living in Province Town for a few years. Naturally, he was not going to only do basic things like fighting and killing.

“Fine, I promise Mother, please stop crying already, it's hurting me” She had promised her mother she would tell him, but she wasn't certain she dared to ever do that. “Aren't we leaving Mom?” Bryelle's little voice called her out of her reverie. “Sure baby”. She dropped off Bryelle at school and headed straight for the office. Nixen had just emailed her about an urgent meeting. “Good morning boss”, Kreed said as she walked through the large doors of JCK firm. He looked nice in his brown Khaki trousers, White turtle neck, and white sneakers.

He had expressed the stance of the Dunhills while not being too overbearing. "It doesn't matter. He's going to die sooner or later, so letting him live for a while longer won't hurt. You just surprised me," Sebastian said, eyeing Brett. In just half a year, Brett had changed drastically. "Mr. Ballard, I was always the one managing the affairs of the Sartzade Chamber of Commerce. It was just that I had a flare-up of an old condition a while back," Brett explained. Sebastian nodded slightly. Brett's explanation made sense.

For the second time in the space of minutes, shock robbed Jennifer of speech. Icy fingers of astonishment and dread trailed down her spine. Bruce cocked his head to the side. “You believed I didn’t know about your little company all this time? Nothing gets by me. And as long as you were discreet, I didn’t see the harm in letting you dabble in business. It didn’t interfere with your responsibilities to this family. But now, your actions are jeopardizing us. If you don’t end it with Scott, I’ll ruin every business that has received money from you. And with my name and reputation, you know I could do it with just a whisper. Now, while you take some time to make your decision about who you’re gi

Naya asked. “They aren’t the ones, relax,” he tried to calm her down but she wouldn’t calm down. “I cannot believe that you hid such a thing from this. This could have gotten our daughter killed! What is wrong with you?!” Naya argued. “I did all this just to get a job, Naya!” Brett argued back. “I could not just sit at home and do nothing while my wife does everything for me. I wasn’t raised that way. My parents never raised me to be an ideal man.”