Novel & Cerita Lester Papadopoulos

He said, still smiling. “Nah! You don't have to apologize! I should be thanking you for your generosity so far! Thank you for coming to pick me up, despites your tight schedule!” I said with a handshake. “I am Andrus Leister, the CEO’s Personal assistant. And we will be working closely together with president Chester!” The guy with the amber color eyes said, while offering his hand for a handshake. “Nice to meet you Mr Andrus, I am Alexandria Lexington!” I said, smiling at him. He is kinda cute. But it's just boyish cuteness unlike Murphy.

my father said, looking at me, almost daring me to say something. "Mr. Berlusconi, I've conducted thorough research. It turns out that she no longer has a fiancé. You actually returned the money to him two years ago," Bossman informed me, leaving me even more astonished. "Wait, he did research," I asked myself. "I don't know what you are talking about, Mr. Gravano," my father said without taking his eyes off me. I turned to Bossman, not wanting to look at that prick, and noticed him calling Samuele over. Samuele handed him a file and walked away.

I know how to see what’s really there, what’s missing, what doesn’t add up. And something doesn’t add up. Sterling isn’t just funding lawyers. He’s moving money fast, shuffling assets, consolidating power in a way that looks like he’s preparing for something. Which means I need to cut him off before he can. I grab my phone and scroll through my contacts until I find the name I need. Marcus Leland. Old friend. Former hedge fund guy. Someone who knows the back channels of finance better than most of the people running it. I press call.

Dino greets when I walk in the door, his face lighting up and his mouth spreading into a grin. “Hi, Dino!” I reply cheerfully, giving him a little wave as I approach the counter. He holds up a finger. “Your order just came out of the oven, give me two minutes.” “Sure thing,” I smile, watching after him as he disappears through the swinging door into the kitchen. I hear the chime on the front door ring out behind me as someone enters the pizzeria and turn to glance over my shoulder. “Well look who it is!” a voice booms, and I can’t help but grin when I see the smiling face of Reid’s father Erick in the doorway of the small pizzeria.

Only Kurt and Gabriel arrived. "Oh? We just arrived, and you're already drunk?" Gabriel greeted him. Pedro snorted at what he heard. Kurt spoke up. "We saw it on the news. The CEO of Lassiter Shipping, Pedro Lassiter, is now dating the famous model. Does that mean you played with your secretary's fragile heart?" he asked Pedro.

“They’re not here to interfere. They’re here for something else.” Adonis made everyone sit, and Sophia sat opposite her parents, shooting them cruel looks and daring anyone to judge her. “Well, will someone speak up?" Sophia snapped. "I don't have time for this fucking reunion.” Her mom nudged her dad to speak. Sophia's gaze darted suspiciously between her parents and the strange woman. This better be newsworthy. “There’s something you need to know about your past,” Adonis started, but Sophia groaned. “I don’t give a fuck about the past. What matters now is Adonis accepts me and understands how much I love him. Everything else does not matter to me.”

He looked from Lydia to the man, his hand round her waist tightening, then loosening. It was as though he didn’t know what to do other than stand there and gape at the duo. “Mr. Steele,” someone rushed forward, nodding apologetically at Lydia then her father and completely ignoring Eddie. “I’m sorry, but there’s been a development. We need to leave now.” Mr. Steele? Did I hear well? As in, this was Marcus Steele? The president and CEO of the most prestigious and most powerful company in the country? Even Eddie did a double take. Did he not know?

"The lounge needs to be cleared and reset. Tell the staff to offer complimentary vintage champagne to the remaining guests for the inconvenience." "No, Madam, you don't understand," Dmitry stammered, his voice dropping into a frantic, terrified whisper as he held the screen up to her face. "That wasn't just a rich boy. That was Leonardo Radov. His father... His father is Yamelyan Radov. He doesn't just own imports, Madam. He is the shadow ruler of the commercial sectors. He has connections to the highest intelligence agencies and the American oligarchs. The Sterling family... he works directly with Silas Sterling!"