James Amendola Novels & Stories

Antonio said to James angrily and then turned to Jasmine, "Who is this impostor that you've employed to work for you?" "I beg to differ." Jasmine said with a lot of sass, "Impostor you say? This young man is Roodle's best adviser. The best of the best. You'd wish you had him working for you." "What?" Antonio sneered. He was adamant about the lawyer. Perhaps because he knew deep down, the man could single-handedly take him down,

Sean add before going into the apartment, leaving Bridget standing there with a pained expression. ***** "Work with me and let's ruin that bastard" James said, eagerly waiting for Amelia reply. Judging by her reaction to everything he said, he is pretty sure that she will agree to work on this with... "No" she said cutting into his thought. "What?" "I said that I won't work with you to destroy Sean. If there's nothing more to say, I will take my leave" picking up her things, Amelia head out of the restaurant. She's waiting for her taxi to arrive when James join her.

8 million was sighted and immediately drove inside M&A parking lot which Amelia instantly guessed It should be one of the models. At the owner seat, a man was dressed up manly giving a racer vibe, the male model was putting on a motor racer jacket, and a cargo pants with some pairs of Chinese boot. " Who's that?"Amelia asked , as the guards escorted the man towards her. " This James, ma'am. He's a singer who has about 23 millions followers on the internet." " Oh," Amelia said before walking towards the model with the shareholders at her back and her secretary. They welcomed James warmly before some guards directed him inside the company, and almost immediately the second person came, while t

" Umm, Mrs. Torres and James, Sam says audibly as the boy of the employees draws closer to where she is standing. This is Amanda, she is a friend and she will be joining us today as one of us but please no special treatments treat her and you will treat every other co-worker here. Both Mrs. Torres and James gap at me with a smile. " Nice to meet you Amanda, hope to enjoy working with you." Mrs. Torres sings with a Spanish accent. " Yeah, we hope to enjoy working with you," James mumbles winking at me with a smirk. " No, James doesn't do that. Uh-uh, uh-uh!" Sam gawks at him in disgust as she shook her head. " Sam, not again. Can't you just let me shine for once?" James grumbles. " Nope, not

He asked. “There is nothing James. Get back to work and get me a new chef,” I replied to him and then stood up to go to my room. James stopped me, explaining to me that Amelia was the perfect for the chef position, explaining how qualified and educated she was. I replied to him that no matter what he says, I won’t be accepting her. He finally stopped trying to convince me to accept Amelia and then left, telling me that he would find me a new chef as soon as possible.

James whispered to his wife. "I don't care, I hate that poor, unlucky man," Amelia shouted. Jhon Mose was ignited by emotion, a man with a neat appearance, a flat face and almost haughty approached Amelia, while playing with his firearm. Amelia and James were wary. The woman now did not dare to say much, when the old man approached them. "What caste are you, so that you dare insult my grandson and heir to a giant company in these two cities as a poor man, how rich are you?" Jhon Mose rebuked, making Amelia tremble violently, when she found out Jeremy Mose's real identity.

Amelia drove to Carlos's farm with enough anger to beat up fifty people. When James had told her that she would be the one to meet Carlos and his gang to give them the next set of instructions that would be beneficial for their plan—- their plan to get rid of the men that could protect Sera from them, she had argued, quarreled, and yelled at him. "Why can't you do it yourself? Why do I have to be the one to meet those... those group of criminals?" James just rolled his eyes at her. "Why are you being so upset about this? I already told you they would listen to you before they would likely listen to me."

I guess Rosamaria wanted to go toe to toe with me. “Its Mrs. Amata now, and Cade is in a class of his own. However, he does love to mingle with us commoners, keeps him in touch with how things are and allows him to adapt and change for them.” I smiled sweetly at her and saw a slight shift in James’ expression, into what I wasn’t sure. Her expression changed, her smile curving up into one of cruelty for some reason.

“If there was an accident we would have heard about it, you are Maria Rodriguez, who doesn't know you and besides you don't have a single scratch on your body.” “You are right, I am Maria Rodriguez but you left one thing… Maria Rodriguez does not betray anyone.” Old Grandpa took in deep breaths turning to me. “I believe you, but these pictures say otherwise so until I find out what is going on, this matter remains silent.” I shook my head in disagreement. “I don't know how Allen got his hands on these pictures but for him to have these pictures, he must know about the accident.” “Maria would not cheat on you,” Adam defended. “She might not love you but she would never do something like that.

Chris quickly begins apologizing, "What I meant was, thank you for taking one for the team." The reason none of us can hold in our laughs is because Amanda is dressed up as a nun. All we can see is her face. None of us can take her seriously with that dress on, but she is clearly willing to do anything to get revenge on her father. The guys don't know that, obviously, they just want their money. They don't care about her motives. "That's what I thought," She mumbles before smiling at one of the nuns. "Guys, incoming." We hear Chad say as he takes the next customer. "Hailo, aap kya pasand karenge?" (Hello, what would you like?) Chad speaks to a woman in her twenties.