Leon S Kennedy And Ada Wong Novels & Stories

“Kennedy, get back to work or else you won’t even have a work to slack off from.” Kennedy feigned surprise, chuckled and then left. But as quickly as he had disappeared and closed her office door, it had opened again. Leonica was about to explode at him for his sudden nature to gossip, but when she looked up, she was surprised to see the person standing there wasn’t Kennedy but Leonardo.

Leonardo pressed, "What's going on?" "Why aren't you talking?" Leonardo continued to ask. "Madelyn has advanced brain cancer," Kennedy finally said. "She's in a coma post-surgery." Leonardo was stunned. "Why am I just hearing about this? Take me to the hospital, now!" "Grandpa, she didn't want to worry you," Kennedy assured him. "She's getting the best care. There's no need to worry." Unknown to many, Leonardo Monet was actually part of the Johnson family. He had taken up the surname Monet to forge his own path, away from the shadow of his family's legacy, leaving few aware of his connection to Kennedy as his grandfather.

He heard the close of the door and turned to see that Kennedy was already out of the office. "I bet your wife loves the car",was the first thing Jacob said when Adam turned to him. "Yes,my wife was so happy and was full of smiles this morning.Thank you",was Adam's reply. "It's a pleasure.Kennedy has gone for the license,he will soon be back within thirty minutes or one hour.So in the meantime, what should I offer you",he said. "Nothing,I already ate before coming",he said before he remembered that he should get lunch for everyone.

God only knows where his mouth has been. “A beautiful wedding reception, great music and a stunning woman like you sitting all alone with alcohol as her only companion is a sore sight for the eyes,” Veronica heard a deep tenor voice behind her after some minutes. She didn’t remember the last time anyone complemented her looks. She smiled internally but she froze when she saw the person who had complimented her was none other than the president of the country himself, Kennedy walters. They had formerly been introduced by Theo and Lloyd. Kennedy has been a widower for the past four years. That was common knowledge and he found Veronica absolutely beautiful and sophisticated. She looked young f

When I was done with him, he would sober up real quick. Leon stepped out of the shadows near the far wall, his expression neutral and professional. He gave me a small nod of acknowledgment. Two of his men stood nearby, silent and watchful, making sure Kennedy didn’t go anywhere. Kennedy’s eyes widened when he saw me approaching. For a second, there was confusion on his face—like he was trying to place who I was, trying to figure out why I was here. Then recognition dawned, and with it came a flash of something that might have been fear.

Maybe, she never looked through him. All of a sudden, the electronic screen was replaced by a news conference. Adair Carter on the screen still looked so gentle and elegant, while Xenia Miller, who stood beside him, was shy and charming. They stood together like a perfect match. This is the press conference of their wedding. They decided to hold the wedding in a month, at the church and hotel selected by Ada Wood. No, it won't be like this. Adaire won't give up like this. He said that they should face all difficulties together with her, no matter what happened, they should not let go. Why should he let go first.

Layson, who barely let people get close, had been best friends with a girl in college? Adela clutched the menu, her thoughts drifting off into space. The woman across from her, dressed to perfection, must be Kennedy. Even her name sounded poetic. Adela suddenly felt a tiny, sour pang in her heart. She kept her eyes on the menu, trying not to let it show. Layson leaned in, brushing her nape with his fingers. His low voice curled into her ear. “What’s so fascinating about that menu? You want to eat everything on it?”

A photograph rested on his desk. Kennedy. His boss’s ex-wife. "Yes." His voice was calm. "Keep watching her." The corner of Evelyn's mouth lifted. "Understood." The call ended. And for the first time since Kennedy returned to China, her husband made his first move.

Either way, Kiara would still be the only one who became his wife. … When Adrian's private jet landed, Lionel Wagner, the CEO of Wave Capital, was eagerly waiting at the airport to pick them up. He needed Adrian's help with something, and he would love to have a chance to collaborate with Ford Group on a business project as well. Therefore, when he heard that the two would be attending the business conference, he swiftly prepared a dinner party to welcome them and personally came to the airport to greet them.

“The two of you shared a similar issue with me in your sessions. I have more information that now I can divulge with both of you.” My mind quickly flips through the many topics I shared with her in my sessions. Which one would Jackson have also shared? Think. Think. Think. “As Jackson has signed a release of records for his deceased spouse, I can now share information I learned in Kennedy’s sessions with both of you.” She quickly sips her water, looking at Dr. Jacobs nervously. She holds patient notes in her hand as she continues. “During our many sessions, Kennedy shared in great detail a dinner that occurred on the evening of August Second.”