John C Thompson Novels & Stories

I demanded. "With...with the Thompsons", he replied, his eyes acting downwards as soon he answered. I cursed under my breath. Why did she have to become friends with the Thompsons of all people? Samuel Thompson was Elite doctor who harboured a deep hatred towards me and his sister was an extremely cunning woman. Were they spying on Myra?

John's perspiration is so heavy that he has to wipe his forehead constantly. "My colleague is making an effort to divert the attention of the court, my lord. The evidence he presented in court did not establish Victor's innocence. Victor Thompson harassed numerous men, exploiting their desire to work with him. I have many victims who fall prey to his shady tactics." Uncle Jorawar sprang from his seat and launched a counteroffensive.

The animosity between them was already too deep to be resolved. He wanted nothing more than for Linus to cripple Leon right away and help him with his revenge! However, with John's might, he was forced to bear with it for the moment and think of a different plan later! "What?" Linus was shocked when he heard that. After that, he quickly saw Roanne and John when he followed Charlie's finger. Since Roanne had never been out in public that often, he did not recognize Roanne. However, John was different. John was quite a famous expert from the Thompsons. He had seen John a few times before and knew that John was at the Semi Almighty State. He was not to be underestimated!

“I believe this was meant as a distraction.” I glared so fast. “You’re calling this a distraction.” “Losing our heads won’t get us far. Take a sit and listen to me.” I obliged, weary of what he would say next. “Tristan Thomspon owns Thompson Pharmaceutical.” Of all the topics we could cross. I placed a leg over the other hoping he was headed somewhere. “He had shares in the company and so did his father, now he owns all of them.” “Should we be quaking in our boots?”

He plays the footage from the camera flash he got from the lab. We carefully watch everything in the video. Alpha Tate’s wolf wasn’t comfortable seeing it again, he’s growling and radiating anger energy from his body, but we had to watch it. It’s the only way to know who these scientists are. “There.” He points at the screen. Oliver pauses the video, taking it back a little and stops at the face of one of the doctors. “Isn’t that Justin’s father?” Oliver asks, staring at the screen intensely. He does look exactly like Justin though.

his mum divulged further and he sighed in resignation. Chief Justice Eliakim Irede Thompson. An influential senior advocates of Nigeria who is now retired. He had three wives of which his grandma (an African American) was among. Toby didn't know so much about his grandfather. The last time he saw his grand dad, he was about four years old and his dad—of blessed memory, his mum and him all went to celebrate his grand father's birthday. He could still remember little images of his grand dad with full white hairs which he packed up and then his confident strides. Grand dad Thompson was a perfectionist. He always saw him as one and grand dad also saw Toby as his little soldier.

She felt her heart captured Thompson Brown is a man who commands attention with his powerful presence and striking looks. Standing at 6'2" tall, he has a commanding stature that exudes confidence and authority. Thompson has a well-built and athletic physique, a testament to his disciplined lifestyle and dedication to fitness. His chiseled jawline, adorned with a perfectly groomed beard, adds a touch of rugged masculinity to his overall appearance. Thompson's piercing green eyes are intense and captivating, often reflecting his sharp intellect and determination. His dark, neatly styled hair frames his face, adding to his overall allure.

He quickly pulled out his keys, unlocked the door, and pushed Astrid inside, then locked the door. Just then, Mrs. Thompson appeared. "John, what are you doing here?" she asked. "Mister Thompson wasn't feeling well, so I brought an antidote." "He is fine; he doesn't need any medication. Give it to time" Mrs Thompson said. " I have already given it to Mr Thompson." John replied politely Mrs. Thompson glared hard at him and left, which made John smile.

His assistant opened the door, and Eric marched into the emergency room like a soldier heading off to battle. Jethro and I waited outside. Even with Eric’s arrival, Jethro’s nerves didn’t ease. His assistant tried endlessly to calm him down, but it wasn’t working. “Eric’s a top-notch doctor. Look him up if you need to,” I suggested. Online, Eric Thomson’s reputation was almost legendary. Despite his young age, he had been involved in several international medical research projects and successfully completed numerous high-risk surgeries. His credentials were outstanding, and many high-profile investors were eager to fund his research. I could never quite understand why he was so deferential t