Look Who's Back Novel Novels & Stories

He was more reserved and preferred to stay behind the curtains while David handled the show. He had no problem with the guards and breezed through them. Victor was lounging beside the swimming pool, clad in a bathrobe. He had two female friends as company. The man was divorced. "Have a seat, David. And tell me what the problem is." David sat down, ignoring the ladies who smiled at him. "I saw Ellie Summers today." Victor dropped his phone and stared at his nephew. "What are you talking about?" "Ellie is back, Victor. Met her at the wine tasting ceremony. And it seems that her standards has risen."

He signaled for him to come over. Upon hearing that, Nina halted her movements. Her hand had frozen mid-wipe. "Isn't Calvin supposed to be the heir to Prosperous Group? Why is the heir turned into someone who goes by the last name Smith?" It was many people's first time seeing him, but they could tell that the future heir to Prosperous Group had an undeniable, commanding presence. Callum's youthful appearance belied the maturity and authority in his demeanor. I turned a deaf ear to Nina and looked around the room, noting that Calvin was still nowhere to be seen. It seemed like the show was about to kick off.

Luckily, the people in this village are friendly and welcome every newcomer. As soon as all our belongings were unloaded from the truck, we rushed to tidy up everything so that the house would feel comfortable. After a long day of tidying up, we finally had some relaxing time. Our house has a back terrace overlooking a flower garden. So, the view at night still looked beautiful and felt different. That night when I sat alone with Lizzy on the floor on the back porch while drinking tea and a few slices of bread, I saw her wiping her eyes several times. She was trying to look strong in front of me, even though she was fragile and suffering.

They hurriedly pulled on something to cover their bodies. "You… Why are you back at this hour?" Gabriel tried to act calm. Elias wasn't listening to what he said. His eyes were red as he stepped forward and threw a heavy punch at Gabriel's face. Larissa's face turned white. She quickly tried to stop Elias. "Elias, have you lost your mind? He's your father…" He then slapped Larissa hard across the face, hurling her onto the floor. "So, you do know that he's my father, huh?"

The day I flew back home, Andrew was the one who came to pick me up at the airport. But instead of heading straight home, the car pulled up in front of a hotel. The second I stepped inside, I froze. Nathan was there. It had only been one summer, but he already looked different—less boyish, a little more grown. My chest tightened. After all those weeks of avoiding him, here he was, standing right in front of me. Andrew noticed my tense expression and gave me an apologetic look. "Nathan's family organized a welcome-back party for you.

It's time," she muttered as she peered up at the overcast sky. Sophie blinked. "What is the time for?" "To return home." since Elle stopped running. She owned a business, A name ,A kid, and power. However, this time... She had no intention of returning for a wedding. She was returning to sit at the table.

That could not happen. She reached for her phone, dialing a number she hadn’t used in months. When the line picked up, her voice was silk but carried steel beneath. “It’s time,” she said. “Bring him back.” On the other end, a man’s low chuckle echoed before the line clicked dead. Minutes later, a shadow crossed her doorway. A tall frame, familiar and dangerous, stepped inside. Lyana’s smile returned at last, slow and venomous. “Welcome back, Jaxon.”

Chapter Eighty-One: The Return of the Predator The next morning, the city stirred with rumors. Word moved fast in these streets, faster than the wind, faster than the lies that tried to cover the truth. Link Grey wasn’t just back—he was moving. Like a shadow through the city's veins, his presence bled into boardrooms, back alleys, and penthouses. Men who’d been bold during his absence were suddenly cautious, the bravado leaking from them like sweat in the sun.

"What are you doing?" Shuffling, "What? Me?" Charlie narrows her eyes, a thought pops into her head, "Deedah! Are you having sex?!" This time, her best-friend laughs loudly, "No, *Poo-poo bear*. This fart bag was tickling me before you called. That monster..." She mutters at the end. "Oh? Zeus is back from Egypt? When did he get back?" "Dude just got back yesterday and he's trying to get into my pants," She hears the traces of an eye roll in her tone.

"I'll make Silverlune Pack stronger than ever." He smiled—real trust in his eyes. "Of course." Then that teasing smirk. "Wildgrove Pack's new Alpha heard you were back. Made the trip to see you." I blinked. "Who? Why would they—?" He just nodded toward the receiving room. I walked over and pushed the door open. Tall. Broad shoulders. Dark green cloak, Wildgrove Pack's totem stitched across it. He turned. Amber eyes, that familiar spark. "So... you're finally coming home?"