Novel & Cerita Jonathan Good

"Sir, you're too kind..." Alan answered firmly, "Not at all! A hero will not be left to struggle on his own! We cannot let a hero have his spirits be broken!" He turned to the people behind him. "Here, let me introduce you. This is Dr. Jimmy Langdon, a cardiologist from Hopkins Hospital. He will be consulting on your case. This is the director of the Ministry of Health, responsible for arranging your follow-up treatment." Jimmy stepped forward and carefully reviewed my parents' medical records. "I've read about your condition. Although it's somewhat complicated, it's completely curable. We have developed the best treatment plan to ensure your full recovery."

Jonathan said. "It's not a bribe. You are my friend, and I just feel like buying you lunch," James said, shrugging his shoulder. "In that case, I will take it," Jonathan said with a smile. "Thank you. If you need anything I am your man," he added. "And oh, I know all the good sites where you can get the goodies. You know what I mean," Jonathan said with a wink. "Remember, you can only watch them on your phone," he reminded with a smile.

"Kyle, I'm really sorry and apologize. Can we talk for a moment?" "What are you doing? Let go of your hand!" Joenathan's body was pushed backwards as his grip on me slipped. I almost staggered and fell down had Angela not caught my body. As soon as I looked away, I saw Anthony who was pushing Joenathan's body away. "Who are you?" Joenathan asked Anthony. Anthony furrowed his brow. "I should be the one asking you. Who are you? Oh, are you Joenathan the CEO of Big Dore Orc Company who dumped his wife?"

Jonathan stood at the cemetery, his hands buried deep in his pockets. Geoffrey had just placed fresh flowers on the grave. Jonathan stared at the engraved name: “Danny Golden.” He watched a small ant crawl up the cold concrete. A memory flickered in his mind like an old film reel. He traveled back to a time when Danny was still alive. He had been a lively, cheerful man, and Jonathan’s father had loved him for his positive spirit. His father often said Danny was the reason he never gave up on his dreams; it was Danny's words that had helped bring the Walter building to life.

He answered. "Wow. She's a great observer and a good friend to be with. Don't you agree?" Alex was mute. He picked up his pen and started working on the exercises. Jonathan seemed pleased to have seen this because he had tried finding ways to make him study even though he really wanted to but unfortunately, he lacked the clues and ways to do so. "I told you that there will be someone out there who is gonna care about your state of living," Jonathan said proudly. Alex stopped writing and stared at the floor through the transparent face of the center table that he was using.

Jonathan requested picking up the lady's panties and tucked it in his pocket. “On it.” ********* AN HOUR LATER: “Good afternoon, Mr Knight.” Jonathan arrived at the address given to him by his assistant as the best artist in the entire country who was standing in front of the little building dazzled at the presence of the man they had only seen on television and read about in newspapers. Jonathan only nodded, looking around the area skeptically, but he was busy talking to his friend, Tristan on a call. “How dare you summon me like I'm one of your men? What do you want from me?” Tristan questioned as soon as Jonathan connected with his line.

Before I could say anything, Jonathan get a text from someone. “Hold that thought. It’s work.” “Oh, Okay.” Work? Today’s the weekend. What work is he doing right now? He gets up and walks towards a different direction, opening the mail. “What were you about to tell me?” “Oh, that. I guess it can wait since you’re..” “Annabelle Lockwood?” Jonatan whispers. “What?” I get confused because I didn’t really hear him for the first time. “Your name...is...Anabelle Lockwood?”

He pecked her cheek and grinned. “True, but now I'm certain that you love me for who I am instead of what I have.” I watched another older man heading toward us. “Ladies this man here is my Beta Ryan, please meet my fiance Jessica and her daughter Lexi,” Jonathan asserted. Ryan shook my hand and smiled at me. “My son is about your age and is named Sloan. I can see if he can help you with your school schedule since he is at the top of his classes,” he informed me proudly.

He said. "Fair enough." I replied. "Good, I'll take my leave. I have another meeting to be at." Mr Jonathan said, standing up. He glanced towards Lorena again and smiled slightly. "We'll keep it touch." he said and left. "Well that went well." Lorena said. "I guess so. I hope they'll sign this deal at the end of the day." "They will, don't worry." she replied. "And he seems like a good man. There's something almost familiar about him."

He lifted his drink to her in salute before taking a long draught. It burned going down but he relished the warmth. “Oh my god, Jake,” she said, coming over to the table. “You are the last person I ever expected to see here.” “And I, you,” he replied. “Aren’t you going to introduce us, Declan said. “Arsehole,” Jonathon muttered before plastering a smile on his face. “These reprobates are my friends,” Jonathan said. “Brian, Barry, Mason and Declan. And this is my assistant, Emma.”