Jeffrey Fnaf Novels & Stories

After their breakfast, Ethan left to meet those who he had an appointment with, whilst Claire and Jessica went to the house garden. Jeffrey, on the other hand, went to his room to study. He's always fighting and studying hard to get first place. He can't afford to fail in his academics. Old Master Richardson would definitely use that as an excuse to punish Ethan instead of him. Thus, Jeffrey had to study twice his average. Moreover, it is his greatest dream to help his brother at the company after he completes University.

Nicky fought the urge to curse again and left her head down, wishing the tears would go away as one, little daredevil dropped the second Jeffrey turned. Ricky breezed over and slung one arm around her neck. "What's up?" He casually asked no one in particular. Nicky quickly nodded afraid her quavering voice would betray her. However, Jeffrey was about to respond when Ricky beat him to it. "Great! Dude, see you later? Still goin' murder you on that new game. Remind me how you're so good again?" Ricky pretended to frown. It distracted Jeffrey for a moment because he burst out chuckling. Among the three friends, Jeffrey Campbell might be the star athlete, but he was heck...the WORST gamer ever!

Yes, Jeffrey is even targeting his own father. The side of his lips curved before writing 'finished' at Mr. Hunderson's face. "Saving him won't do anything, I'll capture you all without a hassle," Jeffrey is really quick witted. He put his pen and stood from his chair, turning around the side of the wall of his office, where a huge plans and chain reactions are presented. The bulletin boards of Mr. Scott and Raven is just a pea-size of Jeffrey's. He plans all the from the start. The possible failures and the counter he will do, the chain reactions of every actions, all the possibilities is written. Never leave a space.

Nathan did not expect to hear someone shouting his name like this on the island. The voice was very familiar. Nathan's body became tense as he turned around to look at the man running toward him. "It's you…" "It really is you!" Jeffrey's eyes narrowed. Nathan snickered. "Master Jefford. Oh, wait. You've kept it so well hidden, President Morgan!" They had known each other since they were kids. Once Jeffrey used his regular voice and behaved like he normally would, Nathan instantly recognized him.

“Well, it works out well for us. It’s a shame about BK Pharmaceutical, but as long as she doesn’t interfere with the main family like this.” However, the conversation content was completely different. “What a farce.” Jefrey, who had been quietly watching that scene, sneered cynically. Jefrey. Third-year high school student. The eldest son of the group chairman’s third son. Despite suffering from a hangover, he habitually raised his wine glass and had a server pour him alcohol. Just as he was opening his phone to check accumulated messages, a middle-aged woman in a dress with red-painted lips approached huffily.