Jimmy Qin Novels & Stories

It's him. "My place or yours?" He sent the same thing repeatedly. Talk about consistency. "Yours." I text back and tuck it away. It's almost as though his gaze is burning into mine. I didn't resist. One — the project is due soon. I can't be slacking on my first presentation for the semester and then the obvious reasons; I'm trying to give Mr Quint a chance. **** "Gorgeous." Jimmy remarks, handing me my pen. I grin back and his blue eyes twinkle in sheer shock.

Caroline immediately became anxious. She took a step forward and asked, "What are you doing, James? W-Why are you wiping the staircase without any reason?" It was strange. James was no ordinary man. He was the successor of the Quigley family and the president of Quigley Group. He was a king in the office who could decide where billions of dollars would go just by signing a contract. How could he do work that belonged to the lower class? Caroline stopped James. "What are you doing, James? Put that down and go back for some rest."

James tried to stop him but he wouldn’t listen, he ran up the stairs immediately, leaving them behind. Mr. James Queen sighed and relaxed his back on the couch, he was worried about something else. He knew Jimmy was stubborn but he would have no choice than to do as instructed, so his problem wasn’t getting to convince Jimmy to let go of the company, his problem was who to put it in their name that wouldn’t scare investors away.