Milton Nyt Novels & Stories

"And yeah, Benjamin, I have to agree, well at least to one that is, nice and perky, for sure." Pandora raised her brow and looked at Benjamin, whose face is flushed. "It was the morning after in Vegas that I said that and I was still drunk," Benjamin stuttered out. "And the day after that... And the day after that, and so on. Um, hello, back turned here, is the breast hidden away by one of the boys' heads yet?" Milton asked while laughing, clearly cracking himself up. "Yes," Benjamin hissed. "Oh that's good, didn't need to see more of that," Milton said, turning around. "I'm here to grab those papers from you, so I can make a copy and drop them off at my brother’s."

It was the royal guard’s team leader—Milton Snider! Milton still had a stench of alcohol on him at that moment. “Milton, what are you doing? Go away…” Florian frowned and glared at Milton while softly reprimanded. The Emperor was in the middle of announcing the results, yet Milton dared interrupt him at such a crucial moment. 'Is he courting death?' At the same time, the New World Emperor was displeased while looking at Milton and said, “Milton, you can tell me later whatever you want to say!”

Yet Harriet requited injustice with kindness. "Harriet, when did I ever let you..." Nora jumped up in annoyance, about to retort, but Bessie quickly covered her mouth to prevent further mistakes. Milton remembered the butler's report today and knew that such things had happened many times. He forcefully struck the ground with his cane. "Get out! Clifton, leave with your wife and daughter." Milton's rage was plain to see. "Get out! You are disgusting!" The guests joined in the condemnation.

Milton stared at her, "So what do you want then? Haven't you seen what happened to Tyler and Natalie?" Hazel snorted, "You were just scared!" Milton coldly retorted, "Hazel, there should be a limit to your stubbornness! Don't think that I am unaware of you fooling around with men in the village! Today, it was definitely you who harassed those two men first! If you want to die, I won't stop you!" Hazel got angry and stomped her foot before running out. Marley was about to say something when Milton suddenly launched into a furious tirade, "It's all because of you! She's bound to get into big trouble with her behavior like this sooner or later!"

Even if Jerry covered this for him, it would still be a lot of trouble. Wilbur glanced at Nicholas. He smiled and said, "Tell him who you are, or he won't be able to rest in peace." "I'm the special commissioner of Seechertown's Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection. I came here just for you, Milton." Nicholas took out his ID card, waved it in front of Milton, and then calmly put it away.

“And it's the only way I can protect her ‘Who was he trying to protect?’ I thought to myself. My brows furrowed as I strained to listen more to their conversation, pressing my ears against the door. The door creaked open slowly, but their loud voices prevented them from hearing it. I peered into the office to have a look at what was going on. Milton was on his feet, his back facing Adam and Robert, the ones he was addressing. He let out a heavy sigh, like the weight of the world was being pressed on his shoulders. “We'll have the moon festival in a fortnight,” he declared solemnly. “And I'll get married to Lyra.”

*Few days ago.* RYAN'S POV "So you checked and she had really left by herself?" Milton, my friend asked, as he poured me another glass of beer. I was at his hotel, Atlantis Hotel, a five-star hotel in New York City. And we were in a private bar at the top floor. "Yes," I muttered groggily, downing the content of my glass. My attempts to meet up with Yun at the airport proved futile. Her flight had just took off the moment I had arrived.

“I’ll ask you which five he must be talking about. But then again, it doesn’t really matter anymore.” I tilt my head a little, confused and slightly annoyed. “What do you mean? If this doesn’t matter to you, then what does?” To my absolute horror, he chuckles, twirling a strand of my hair around his finger and tugging at it. “Sweetheart, it doesn’t matter to me anymore because two days ago, Richard Milton was found dead in a filthy motel in Moscow.” I’m speechless for a whole ten seconds. To be honest, I don’t think I even blink.

He was lost at work when he heard a knock at the door. He was startled hearing this... "Come in" Ryan speaks up... His PA entered the room and spoke up," Sir Ms. Milton is here. She is waiting for you in the meeting room" "Okay. Take the project file. I will be there in two minutes. And did you take care of the reporters?" Ryan asked him. "Yes sir. Also, our device spotted a camera in Ms. Milton's hairpin. We have removed it already but please stay careful around her" Stephen said to him

Milton was that bastard's name, and from their conversation, it seemed like he was Monet's right hand. A hiss left my lips as those ropes bit my skin due to my tugging at the knots on my hand. My hands were tied on the armrests of the wooden chair. "I swear, you guys are going to repent! My people will find me soon and then I will see what your dear boss does." I glared at them. While Zion stayed calm, rage flashed through Milton's eyes. "His dream to take revenge on us will never come true!" "Be quiet!" Milton snapped. "Shut your mouth or I know how to do it!"