Leonard Burns Novels & Stories

Acct number: 8674057900 HNB Bank. "Hey, are you okay?" I hear Laury ask behind me. I turn around as I say, "Yeah. Very much unemployed now, though." "Oh, we all heard. And I saw John holding his pea-sized balls as he limped to his office." She chuckles. "Good for you. I wish I was in a position to do that." "I don't even know if I'm in a position to do it." At her furrowed brows, I continue," I texted him. I haven't gotten a response yet."

"Hello, Prof. Fisher!" "It's an honor to meet you, Prof. Fisher!" Meanwhile, the CEOs from abroad who were on a video conference with Fisher Corp were getting excited as well. "Wow! It's Prof. Fisher! I can't believe I'm looking right at him now!" "Oh! What a wonderful surprise! If I had known he would be in the meeting, I would've canceled all of my plans today and taken an eight-hour flight to Capitol!" Leonard was dressed in an all-black suit with his collar unbuttoned, looking extremely noble. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say his looks were a masterpiece. Unfortunately, he was in an accident five years ago that left him stuck in a wheelchair for the rest of his life.

“If Lafleur suffers because of you, I’ll deal with it myself.” Leonard said nothing, walking out without acknowledgment. He was known for his independence, his lack of respect for authority, and his relentless pursuit of his own goals. Yet Gabriel tolerated him, knowing Leonard’s value. His intelligence and resourcefulness made him a formidable force, even if his actions often teetered on recklessness.

A couple of old businessmen, acquaintances of Leonard, approached, seeking the lady’s attention. “My dear, congratulations on that incredible presentation,” one of them said. “Thank you very much.” Reed knew them well—two repulsive men just like him—so he quickly stepped up beside her. “Indeed, Miss Burnhamm, a real delight!” the other man complimented. Deanna glanced at Leonard, who was sipping from his glass beside her. “Burnhamm Reed,” she corrected, and Leonard nearly choked on his champagne. “Excuse me?” “Burnhamm Reed is my last name, but you can call me Deanna.”

It'd taken her quite some time to find them. Leonard was a physics professor and once a prominent name in academia, loved by generations of students. He'd devoted his entire life to physics. If not for what happened back then, perhaps he would be mentioned in the same breath as Carlos by now. As for Jayson's gift, she picked out a luxury foundation pen, worth over ten thousand dollars. It was a practical gift for Leonard and fitting for Jayson's style. "Mr. Larkin's busy?" Leonard casually asked as he accepted the gifts with a smile.

"Out with it, Jeff. What's the deal with you and Winter?" He did not bother stepping inside. Instead, he chucked what was in his hand at me: a phone, its screen glowing with a video from the concert. There it was, playing for all to see: the big-screen evidence of me and Winter's secret. My mind went blank, my heart thumping in my ears. I almost dropped the phone. "Leon, you've got it all wrong, let me explain–" "All wrong?" Leon's voice cracked like thunder, "Then set me straight! I thought you were my friend, but you? You hooked up with my sister-in-law! How could you do that to me? To Juliet?"

A trail of bodies and pools of blood remain everywhere this man is spotted. No one goes to Mr Sydney’s side even when he falls on the floor and pales out. He is a cruel bigot, but what a way to die. “Sir Leonard.” Brad mumbles with a shaky voice when he reaches us. Six-five feet tall, I am five-four but I feel like an ant compared to him. Just looking at him is straining my neck. He ignores Brad and hoovers above me. “Lady Maloy.” I look up at the mysterious dark piercing eyes and frown. Shit! That may just get me killed. Lady? I have no title as far as I know.

I immediately scanned the classroom until my eyes landed on a very pretty young-looking girl sitting at the center of the classroom… she looked beautiful as the sun rays from the class window cast a dim glow on her smooth skin. She looked nervous as both our eyes locked, I gave a little smile at her as she quickly averted her reddened face from my gaze. "Uhm, Mr. Leonard this class is for the medical students, there are other few classes you can have a look at after this one" "I love this class already," I said with a slight smile as my gaze swept around all the school directors and also people from my company. "Why so many directors?" I asked "Actually, Mr. Leonard is a very prominent man i