Kenneth Goldman Novels & Stories

They practically did anything for him. Goldman had also called a female friend of his for Williamson. Goldman and Nick had wanted to make sure Williamson was out of the picture for the night. Nick didn’t meet her, but Goldman had said she was sexy as all get out. He had called Williamson and told him that an old friend dropped in unexpectedly. Goldman had told Williamson that he had to go to Phoenix and he needed someone to keep his friend entertained. Williamson had reluctantly agreed to help. However, Williamson had been delighted once he met Goldman’s friend.

"Hurry up then!" Alex Cohen replied to Isla Sullivan with this last message and ignored her. After he sent Felix Moore back to the company, he went to find Big Ken and Hunter Yates. The big problems of Hudson Designs were all dealt with so it was time to deal with the acquisition of Gold Stone’s shares. Big Ken had found out that Owen Donald was hospitalized at the Central Hospital.

He did not look happy at the idea of being forced to sit here. The man to the left of Argus was an older man, about 60 and he had a few strands of pure white in his brown hair. He had old, wise looking dark eyes and according to Alpha Reed, he was one of the men who had thrown their breeder to the side when they got 'too old' to breed. He looked old and sullen.

“I was the one who called your university, Katerina, and I was the one who made all the payments and transactions based on Nathan’s orders. Do you really believe that I would want to harm you in any way? Fucks sake, the man is your husband and whatever you’re getting from him is your right to have…” “And that is why everyone here sees me as a bloody gold digger” I snapped as tears fell from my eyes. Us standing out on the sidewalk only made passerby neighbors look at us. However, neither one of them dared to look twice after earning glares from Carter “you can withdraw whatever you or Nathan paid, I don’t care, I don’t want this…”

A beautiful yet deadly distraction. There is too much shit going on right now for me to be thinking of her. I can’t handle any more trouble. I pulled out my phone and dialed Kenneth’s number. Kenneth is the man I hire to get the job done outside my kingdom. No questions asked. All he does is kill the target and life goes on, but he has no idea he is working for Domenico Lombardi; all he knows is that I pay well. I know a little about him. He has a small mechanics shop and a daughter. Kenneth: Good day, boss,

Kenneth's brows furrowed deeply. He was visibly angered. He'd given Ashton more than enough courtesy, but Ashton just didn't know when to stop. Did Ashton really think he was a pushover? After checking his condition again and confirming that the malevolent energy's effect on him was now almost negligible, Kenneth said coldly, "I'm grateful you saved my life, Dr. Gray, but ownership of Beldon Group's shares is a family matter. You need not concern yourself with it. You may ask for something else instead."

"I swear I'll pay you back, Kane. Just—just help me out this time." The request lingered between them. Kane was a lot of things, but he wasn't heartless. He knew what this world did to people. Finally, he sighed. "I'll send you some money. Drop your details don't bother paying back ." Relief flooded Spade's features. "Fuck, man. Thank you. I won't forget this." Kane clapped a hand on his back. "Work smart, kid. Don't let this place swallow you up."

Of course, he had to remember that we were now in the Goldman building. There were many pairs of eyes watching our movements intently. If they judge that the two of us don't look in good relationship, they may start rumours that will disrupt my position as a potential heir. Yes, I'm not officially the heir yet. My position can only be confirmed when I have a child from my marriage with Richard. My grandfather, Mr. Mayer Goldman, the chairman and founder of Goldman Co. Ltd., judged that I wasn't competent to hold such a large company as Goldman.

Jonathan said flatly. “Of course.” His smile didn’t waver. “I just think it’s interesting. You know, Elena, I feel like I’ve seen you somewhere before. You seem really familiar.” My jaw tightened. “I have one of those faces.” “No, I don’t think that’s it.” He tilted his head, performing confusion so smoothly it made my blood boil. “Where did you work before this?” “Hamilton Partners. Before that, Goldman Sachs.” “Goldman Sachs.” He snapped his fingers. “That’s probably it. I know a lot of people from Goldman. What years were you there?”

I endured. Goldman, on the other hand, had licked his father’s boots—probably more than just his boots—to get his position. He made his interns do the grunt work while he coasted on charm and the minds of others. And yet somehow, he was the man Lillian thought she should marry?