Kevin Gates Book Mga Nobela at Kwento

Bobbette disappears into the kitchen, leaving the father-daughter duo in the living room. “You can have a seat, Mr. Kevin," Kevlyn gestures to the couch. She removes a pink book from the table with rhinestones and bedazzles decorating the cover. Then she takes the chair opposite Kevin. She holds a pencil in her left hand as she opens the book. “You can just call me Kevin." “We are not friends yet, so Mr. Kevin will do for now," Kevlyn says through squinted eyes and Kevin chuckles. “Ok. So, I am a teacher — a professor, actually. I am doing a master's degree right now at Berkeley University."

Kevin returned to his car. The head of security waved his hand, and the gate was opened. With that, Kevin drove his Maybach into Queen Enterprise with swag. A few minutes later, the tall and handsome Kevin swaggered into the company building with several bags in one hand and a large bouquet of flowers in the other. “Mr. Kevin.” “Mr. Kevin.” As he walked, everyone who saw him greeted him with respect. Kevin had a good temper. He responded to everyone who greeted him, giving the people of Queen Enterprise the impression that he was easy-going. He did not have the airs of the third son of the Yorks.