Minh Phan Novels & Stories

"I want a list of everyone that you have done it to within this pack, and I want it now." "I don't remember the names," He tries to look genuine, but I don't believe a single word of his right now or a single look that he tries to sway me with. "Bull shit! You remember every single one of them, and I want the names in the next five minutes!" I growl, slowly losing the last of my patience. Shane walks over to him and grabs hold of the knife that is still in his leg

I tried to think of my text and cringe but Ethan has other plans because he showed me exactly what text he is talking out. Ethan,Kid me, I'd rather dye. I show MrYoung kissing a woman. Do you think he's cheating on me,m? Huh? Wait.Wait. We are already breken up, urghhh. I can't stop cry. My heart hurts so much…..Your best friend, Chloe GReen(chucky, I think I am!)

Ethan was coming over today, said he had important stuff to talk about. There was a soft knock on the door and I went to open it. Ethan was standing in front of me with some files in his hands. " How are you doing bro?" He asked as I let him in. " Normal, I guess, how's work?" I asked as he walked to my study and took a seat on my couch as I sat beside him. " Work is in danger, that's why I'm here" he said as he handed some files to me. I opened them and found some papers on our Korean competitors, Jeong Suk Textiles, a certain Miss Ji Hae Soo, the guy that attacked Faryah, a Daisy Rivera that worked in our company and a child trafficking syndicate, The green viper. " What's all this?" I ask

They were family friends before Gaius Swaras went back to his country and contested for the position of a prime minister and he won. Justin Swaras is Eduardo's friend. Though the latter was a year older than him, they were best of friends and despite the distance between them, they remained in close contact. Susan's Joy Knows no bound. Eduardo was going to find his sister,she hopes he found her. That he would return with her and not that she's no longer alive. Everything put in place, Eduardo was preparing to visit City A. Luke also was excited and would have loved to go with him but his brother insisted that he stayed behind and took care of the company.

She stood for a second, recomposing her minds and quickly moved towards the entrance of her room. “ Mom, dad! I will be going out with friends today. But I won't be too late. I promise!” Phelan said in a low, soft voice, facing to the ground off from his father's eye. Standing at the middle of her room's door. “Friends?” Ozouf said, laughing as he moved closer. “You pathetic fool! Someday you'll wake up from your little fantasy and learn just how good of a friend is. Now, bas! Enough of this. Give us that kite. Zeff must have been looking for it”

Chu Mohan stood quietly by the window, his face showing a touch of emotion and sadness. Grainne looked up at Chu Thien Vo. In the memory of his father, Grainne saw that he and So Thien Vo had seven or eight similarities, similar to Chu Thanh Minh. Because Chu Thanh Minh married late, So Thien Vo's age is not too old, making Grainne feel like her lost father is still present in front of her, making her believe that Chu Thanh Minh is his grandfather. his grandmother.

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Polo asked with a frown, Fabian and Guzman just shrugged their shoulder in response. "No, he didn't reject you," I replied to Polo before taking a deep breath, "But don't you find this weird? We're brothers and I'm already having a hard time trying to process on my mind that Fabian is Lincoln's mate and at the same time our brother. Then now I need to process again that Lincoln got three mates." I exclaimed.

"I'd like it for you to assume the position of my personal assis-" His sentence was cut short by the creak of the door that was swung open by a bald middle age man in a grey suit that was tight around his heavy stomach, he was short and plum, with cheeks large enough to occupy two hard-boiled eggs—each. He walked in looking perturbed and confused, his hand rubbing his hairless head. "Sean, we have a problem," he blurted, he didn't seem focused enough to be discreet. "Oh, Higgins, what would that be th-" Mr Sean was cut short by the trembling bald man again.

Then a hand went up. “It’s y equals mx plus b.” I turned toward the voice. The guy sitting next to me was Hispanic. Sharp jawline. Curly hair. Blue eyes. Arms like tree trunks. “That’s correct,” Mrs. Payne said. “And your name?” “Marcelo,” he replied. “My name is Marcelo.”