Michael Moscovitz 소설 & 이야기

More importantly, where's Isaac’s immediate family? Little is known about this pack except that they had risen to fame and strength with Isaac. His looks and aura had intimidated even the most headstrong alphas. He had been the youngest alpha to be so successful and then two or so years ago, he just vanished. His influence didn’t lessen and despite jibes and barbs from several pack leaders, the Renaud pack did not waver or cower in front of them. Their beta, Marcus, became the face of the pack.

As the meeting drew to a close, Mike turned to me and said, "Thank you, Miss Maya. I'm happy to be working with you,you're not only beautiful but also intelligent and hardworking. Why don't I take you out for dinner to celebrate?" I chuckled politely. "Business is business, Mr. Mike. I don't do dinner," I said with a smile. Mike laughed. "Alright, then. I'll be seeing you soon, gorgeous," he said, his eyes sparkling with amusement as he walked out of the boardroom. I watched Mike leave,I couldn't help but ponder why he was perceived as a formidable figure in the industry. Within the cosmetics world, there existed individuals who wielded significant influence, capable of making or breaking a

he commanded the driver and walked away. Exhaling, Khloe twisted her head back and saw the driver opening the car for him before they drove off. “Phew!” She clenched her hand to her chest which almost leaped out because of the man. Narrowing her eyes back to her food, her eyes caught up with the complimentary card on the table. On grabbing the card, her eyes widened. From the card, she could see that the man was the CEO of Western Digital Group. One of the biggest companies in Maryland. His name is Author Cassius.

I ask Luke because I’m so certain that we have met before. Luke bursts into laughing. Why is he laughing at me? Did I say something funny? “And why is a high school kid asking me if we have met before?” Luke asks me ironically. There’s no need to be rude. I just want to know who he is. Is he so important that I cannot ask who he is? “Ignore him. My father owns the biggest ranch, and my family runs it. We sell organic beef and other stuff. Even livestock.” Justin explains to me.

Mike had no idea that I had already set a trap for Mike and MacTech. I got an invitation to lunch with Stephen Mac, the CEO of MacTech at a restaurant. Stephen Mac was thirty-two years old and really well known in the tech world for being smart and a bit crazy. Stephen Mac was the kind of person who made you respect him and fear him at the time. I went to the restaurant dressed in a business suit looking like the Vane heiress to talk business about MacTech.

My previous boss was right—it was difficult to resist taking the easy route and it may have been a matter of time before I caved to the desire to have a better life. “Don’t think like that. Your dignity is not something you can get back when you lose. You might find yourself unable to sleep at night.” She might have spoken all that encouraging talk but it wasn’t very encouraging. “Hazel!” A voice boomed, which made Julia and I jump in surprise. Markos stood a distance away looking at us with a weird look on his face. How long had he been standing there? Did he hear what we were saying? I straightened my back and faced him while Julia scrambled away. Everyone feared him for a reason. He was i

I extended a hand to him, and shaking my hand, he smirked at me, watching as Natasha took a step back. “Alpha Nathan Kozlov. You really are a man of business. I can see that your place seems to bring in more people with each passing day” he said, looking at Natasha who bit her bottom lip as she smiled. I knew that it disgusted her to act this way, but she also knew her job and duty well, and it was one of the main reasons why she was the ONLY one qualified for this job and no one else.

I waited until the door closed before diving into the list. Names blurred together, CEOs, venture capitalists, socialites, but one stood out. Richard Hawthorne, a reclusive billionaire known for his selective investments in tech startups. I’ve heard about him. If anyone could replace Vandross and Zane, it was him. I circled his name in red ink. I’d visit his office first thing tomorrow.

The man hastily expressed his gratitude. Harrison ended the call and instantly called Zuckerberg next. In just over a decade, Mark Zuckerberg had risen to prominence like a dark horse, practically becoming the financial titan of Wall Street's favored "prodigal son". The venture capital fund backed by the Rothschild family was itself a shareholder in Mark's company. A few years ago, out of admiration for this young upstart, Harrison had personally met with him. During their meeting, Mark was exceptionally humble and well-mannered, leaving Harrison with a favorable impression.

I take my left glove off and then the right and shake my opponent's hand for one last time as we both make our way towards the lockers. "You're pretty good kid! If you ever decide this is what you want to do for an actual profession, I know you'd go real far. Hey, you may even become famous someday, now that Knight Enterprise has you under their microscope. I hear you're their new sponsor, congratulations." He says making me chuckle. He places his shirt on as he glances toward me.