Novel & Cerita Life Is Strange Warren X Nathan

The war room at Vaughn Industries was a fortress of steel and glass, its sleek walls lined with screens that now mocked Grayson Vaughn with their silence. Luna’s tracking signal—a fragile lifeline to his wife—had vanished forty-seven minutes ago. The warehouse in Long Island City was a dead end.

(The Group Managing Director of Stewart Group of Companies left angrily after queuing to get into the school. (Sir Stewart was displeased with the idlers at the gate.) Nevertheless, the broadcast was pleasant to the couple because it gave them a boost. The media reported the story as though, he visited the school for an official matter, rather than queuing to see a student who fell pregnant. When he turned, he caught a glimpse of Dr. Regal Hero, his childhood friend who wasted his youth with complicated relationships, and was badly in need of a family. He was unaware that the pregnant girl was his daughter.

CHAPTER 12- TEMPTATION NATHANIA's POV When I woke up, Warren was by the pool and having a cup of coffee. He said he feels okay but to be sure, I didn't let him go to work yet. I think he was overworked so he got sick. Plus add the fact that the climate is different this month. "Have you eaten?" I asked.. "Not yet." He answered sparingly. "What do you want? Cereals? Noodles ---"

Warren imitated a man rising from the dead before he sat down to the side. I glared at him, gritting my teeth. "Who is he?" I asked. Yes, there were the files I had gotten from Xavier, which contained his details, but maybe there was more to it. I had gotten the story of why Bryan was alive, so I needed one for why I couldn't tear Warren to bits. "I'm sweet-loving Warren. Haven't you heard of me? I'm quite popular where I come from," he said sarcastically, a smile on his aged face.

_____________________ Alex’s POV Warren’s footsteps followed behind me, and even though he tried to be quiet, I could still hear him breathe in deeply and out. The man thought too much, and every thought came out of him like loose change spilling from a pocket. That was why I’d chosen him. Yeah, behind all his nerves was a mind that could spot lies before anyone else. And when things turned bad, Warren didn’t fold. He squirmed, but squirming meant he was still alive and paying attention. I smirked to myself. Formidable and timid was a strange mix, but that was Warren. I could’ve picked someone braver, someone who would walk into the dark without a second thought. But bravery without thinking

“Impossible.” We stepped outside into the sunlight. Workers rebuilt walls, children played with sticks, and somewhere, someone was loudly reading Lethan’s dramatic monologue about “The Tragic Commander.” Warren flinched. “Is that supposed to be me?” he asked. “Yes,” I said. “And I believe chapter four includes you brooding for twelve pages.” He groaned. “Please burn it.” “No,” I said. “It’s good leverage.” “You wouldn’t.” I smiled. “Oh, Warren. What makes you think I wouldn’t?”

He asked. " But you are my senior. " " Riya, stop annoying me. You would call me Parth. Only Parth. " He said. " Only Parth?? That seems a bit strange. " " What is strange in that? " " Only Parth is a strange name. Don't you think, it would sound strange? Imagine people calling you as Dr Only Parth." I said and smiled. " Your jokes are stupid just like you. " He said and somehow I was not scared at the moment. I don't know why, but was sure, I was absolutely safe now. I just smiled.

The shoes are beautiful but Devyn can't wear them at all. Warren shook his head in amusement before driving. He's a careful driver, the plan was finally completed. Raven and Dionne currently will show how his first plan will start. Raven is the one who will destroy his own relationship with Xeri. I feel sorry for Dionne. I'm going to use her for my first plan. I'm a bad guy... I'll make it up for her. When she got home, Warren happily took the things she bought for her daughter. He went inside and went straight to the living room, he saw his daughter holding Linux because Linux was watching hello kitty.

Nathan caught every word, clear as day. “Mr. Shaw, I don’t recall ever wronging you. Yet here you are, slandering me like I went and dug up your family’s grave.” Nathan strode forward, voice calm but laced with steel, his expression dark and taut. Warren stiffened, as though struck from behind, his face draining of all reaction. He slowly turned, and when his eyes landed on the man standing there, his eyes widened in shock.

"Claire Weston." Times like these I hate my parents for giving me a name like Sasha. As a kid, I was the butt of jokes until I reached an age and size where people were afraid of me. My six-foot, two-inch stature holds my two hundred and fifty pounds on my frame and doesn't leave much room for people to joke about my name anymore. Clearly, this woman is not intimidated by me, nor is she impressed.