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She, on the other hand, is not! "I'm not exaggerating when I say that." Jonathan's make-up artist, who had been aware of Jonathan's habit for a long time, was abruptly terminated due to Jonathan's behavior. This is the first time that the conceited Jonathan has withdrawn from the conversation. He has been working with him for quite some time now, and this is the first occasion that the actor has failed to impress a female.

Lucia also ignored my phone, she just took care of me all day and gave me love, while the time passed slowly. The next day I could walk and lie down in bed like a normal person, I no longer depended on Lucia to get up and change my clothes, I remembered how difficult it had been to live a few hours ago. However, when I left the room to join Matheus, my girlfriend's father was in the living room. He looked at me somewhat indignantly. "So you're Jared Ackerman?" "Uh... Yeah..." "The wolves in the woods are pretty weird, especially the ones in your family. Did you know your dad was a mobster and did time?"

Ashton “Elder Jonathan is here again Alpha “ Harley and Cohen walk in with tired and frustrated looks on their faces, I know it also came from working nonstop looking for those alphas, one thing is for sure I was not expecting Elder Jonathan to become this resistant about us releasing that annoying Alpha that we have in the cell, it got me thinking that, nope thinking I know for that he knows where they are and helping them, that's the more reason why I didn't give the Witch Gloria them.

“And Jonathan? What of him?” The two men exchanged a glance, and it was Jensen who spoke. “We’ve had eyes on him. He’s withdrawn, taking a sabbatical from work, barely goes out. He’s quiet, too quiet. But we don’t think he’s in contact with Albert. If he is, he’s hiding it well.” I leaned across the desk, glaring. “Do not underestimate Jonathan. He carries Albert’s blood, and blood has a way of pulling men back into darkness. Watch him, follow him, know everything he does, everything he thinks. I won’t have him blindsiding us.”

I stared at it, my lips set in a thin line. He was none other than Jonathan. Owner of a major game production company in City M. And I'd just saved his son!

Jonathan added with a laugh. “Like who, Jo?” asked Nathan. He was sure that Jonathan would not be able to answer. “That ... that Reno looks like,” Jonathan replied. “Yeah, who does Reno look like?” “Similar to ... With what you said earlier. Ah, that’s similar,” Jonathan answered with great certainty, even though he didn’t understand what he was saying. Nathan shook his head, “When I get home from here I will buy you lots of vitamins to make you smart,” Nathan said.

Well, it wasn’t only a matter of trust, because this was a job Jonathan was paying them for. Stepping out of his office, Jonathan took long strides to get to the elevator. As the doors were about to close, a hand suddenly shot in between to stop it. A petite woman calmly walked in beside him. “Jonathan.” “Riley.” Jonathan casually returned the greeting with a bop of his head. Riley Jones was a recruiter at JT Entertainment. Her job was basically to recruit known and unknown acts to the company. She was excellent at her job, and had a good eye for people, something Jonathan respected her for.

Jonathan asked, genuinely seeking her permission. Amanda didn’t want to, but hell, she’d rather eat up her words than to face her best friend’s wrath. Clearly, Noman liked this new sideshow if his sticky eyes were any indication. “Yes, you may, ” she answered. “Jonathan, this is my best friend, Noman Ashgar. He is a professor at a prestigious university in New Zealand and is an avid fan of the Avengers.” “Bucky Barnes to be exact, ” Noman cut in. “Say, you actually look like him, but ten years younger.”

DEVON POV Jonathan took a sip of his coffee. “This place is nice and peaceful in the morning. I come here from time to time. So, why don’t you tell me in detail how your talk with Dr. Miller went?” I frowned. Was he actually following her bullshit instructions? “Her name is Stella. Stella King. You should call her Mrs. King.” Jonathan sighed. “Oh, brother. You two need to decide what you are already!”

Katerina: “Hello?” I asked, rubbing the sleep from my eyes as I answered whoever was calling. Nathan, who was asleep by my side, opened his eyes, frowning in confusion at who was calling this early in the morning. “Hello, is this Mrs. Katerina Kozlov?” A man asked. “Yes, it’s me” I said, sitting up. Nathan sat up, shaking his head in confusion before a smile replaced his forming frown. “I am Professor Jasper from…”