Jack Kelly Newsies Jeremy Jordan นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“And that’s the way it has to be… for now.” Jemima sighed and finally sat beside me, running a hand through her glossy waves. “You sure you want to stay in the background forever?” “No,” I answered honestly. “Just long enough to make the world ready.” Jordan strode into the studio later that afternoon, wearing his signature sunglasses and a grim look that probably sent three stylists into cardiac arrest. But today, he was on edge for a different reason. He tossed his phone on the couch and growled, “Why do reporters care what I eat for breakfast? Do they think my cereal holds the secret to world peace?”

"You're back, Mr. Jordan! What happened to you previously? Why haven't you shown up for such a long time?" "Mr. Jordan, how much money did you spend to acquire MK?" "Are you friends with Zeke Corp.'s Mr. Jung? Did you entrust him to take over the company in your absence?" "Mr. Jordan, I heard that Mr. Wilson is your biological brother. Care to share some insights on the authenticity with us?" "Mr. Jordan, can I know who this beauty is? What is your relationship with her?" Evan refused to answer any of the journalists' questions.

I closed the door of the fridge as I took out a bottle of liquor. " Urrghh damn", I exclaimed as I stretched my body out, " Better check what's on the news", I thought as I sat on the couch and turned on the TV. News Anchor: ".......being kidnapped by members of the Islamic State. Investigations are still ongoing to ascertain the location of the commissioner. Meanwhile, another headline as CEO of billion dollar company Kelly Medicals, Ronald Kelly dies of a heart attack. Reports say he died last week and here a what his son Tristan Kelly has to say.....(Plays a video).......

The first move came before dawn. Jordan was halfway through mapping the data when his phone vibrated sharply against the desk. He glanced at the screen once—and went still. Grace noticed immediately. “What is it?” she asked, already stepping closer. Jordan didn’t answer at first. He turned the phone so she could see. Breaking News: Prominent security consultant Jordan Hale under investigation for alleged financial misconduct. Grace’s breath left her in a rush. “They moved early.” “Yes,” Jordan said quietly. “Earlier than expected.”

After my friends returned home, they kept me updated on the situation with the Lawson family. To my surprise, I never saw an official announcement from those two. Instead, I saw Riley crying on a live stream, claiming she had been abandoned. But Jay quickly shut down her accusations with hard evidence. "I was never in a relationship with Riley. She drugged me—that’s the only reason anything happened. I have video proof!" Jordan still stayed with Jay’s parents, but Jay refused to see him. He even made his will public, stating that none of his wealth would go to Riley or her son after his death.

” I snickered. “Well, you don't, Jeremy! Until you watch the news. I just sent you a video, check it out.” My phone chimed and it was a video message from Denver. I exhaled deeply before pressing the play button. “Shit!” I exclaimed. I stood there watching a fucking video of some newscaster talking about the headline “THE CEO OF JKC WAS SEEN IN AN INAPPROPRIATE VIDEO WITH HIS STEPSISTER.” “The fuck!” I exclaimed.

Alpha Kyle's voice drifted into my ears and I couldn't help but shiver. Before I could react, I was taken away and thrown into the dungeon. But then this time, I care less about anything. I was going to escape tonight. I had already decided, I was sure that getting out of the dungeon was going to be a hard thing. Thinking about this, I sat upright as I began to map out a plan. Over the years, I had known the pack like the back of my hand so I had begun formulating a plan. But then my biggest obstacle was how I was going to get out of the dungeon.

“Yeah, I noticed. Poolside proposals. So unlike you.” “Get to the point.” His smirk slipped, just a little. “Alright. I came to deliver some news. Something you should hear from me before it spreads.” I folded my arms, tension pulsing behind my eyes. “Then talk.” He stepped closer, lowering his voice. “Jayson’s back.” The world tilted. For a second, I wasn’t sure I heard right. “What?” “He’s alive,” Kelly confirmed, his tone now laced with gravity. “Walked into Robertson’s penthouse like a ghost rising from the grave.”

Just who I needed. She smiled nervously. “Sorry, I—I forgot to ask. Could you make a quick video for Jordan?” I crossed my arms. “Who’s Jordan?” Her smile turned shy, eyes darting away. “My girlfriend.” I blinked. “Your… what?” She nodded quickly, biting her lip. “Yeah. Jordan. She’s obsessed with hockey, and you’re her favorite. She’s gonna die when she sees this.” My jaw actually dropped. “You’re telling me Reyes knew—”

He is an asshole and I don't want to have anything to do with someone so cold, jealous, disctint and annoying! “How are you doing?” “I'm okay” “The news has died down” he informed me and I nodded. “It has. I wonder if my brother-in-law has something to do with that,” Well, I just can't believe that Jordan was the one who had asked for the news to be wiped off the net since he was busy with ‘Business’. The only person who cared about me was Dominic so I am sure he was the one who had taken the news down. “No, I wasn't” Dominic responded. “Jordan must have worked on it.”