Minh Phan Novels & Stories

It was too intense for someone who had just met a stranger. "Ah, is this Miss Elena? You're actually much more beautiful in person. You... wow! You look like a doll. A living wax figure. Your skin is so smooth and clean, like an AI-generated character. I'm not sure if you're human. Maybe you're actually an angel who fell to Earth?" Huh? Elena could only widen her eyes with her eyebrows raised. Who was this man? "Nice to meet you, I'm Park Minho. Do you know X-tra? I'm from that group. You must know us, since we're famous worldwide," the man said, extending his hand.

(Minister Lee Hon Kil) On the other hand the downcast middle age Minister with the bald head, is Minister Lee Hon Kil, the Minister to the Department of SMEs and Startups. Although his department were there to only support the small business and starts ups, he was deemed to be aimed, because of his previous support to Virtue Financial, that once before steps up to support small business and investing in them. To him and his ministry that actions is supported by his department and he felt delighted that such things happened. Hence he spread his support for the Virtue Financial, now thanks to that the Presidential party sees him as a thorn in their midst.

If that's the case, where did that twisted feeling of mine come from? His parroting clumsiness made both Caleb and I smile, and the atmosphere, which had been a bit formal, melted away. Not in a hurry to order, the three of us continued to chat and laugh for a while. It turned out that A-Ming is a Chinese, full name is Zhang Ming, just a year old with remarried mother moved to the United States, but then when he was three years old, his mother died of illness, since then he has been with his stepfather, during the period of time did not go back to China. He also said that he had just returned to China this year and was still trying to learn Chinese - which explains why Ming, despite having a

"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 gulped, scared of hearing more. “I am adopted. Chloe. And I want to show my gratitude towards my parents for raising me by obeying them. I have never partied, Break any rules or disobey them because I fear that they won’t love me anymore and abandoned me like my real parents did. It's stupid isn't? I am twenty five years old but I still have that fear” he buried his face on his palms and rubbed it with a tired sigh.

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

Behind was a tall slim young man in a designer polo on a black jeans. He appeared casual but he wore expensive clothes. Jared recognised him at once. He is the first Son of the prime minister. This is Justin Swaras. He is a private person and highly respected by the citizens of the country. He stood up quickly and bowed as Justin passed him to take a seat directly opposite of him. "Good morning sir" Jared showed courtesy while still standing. "Jared Dickson, good to meet you" Justin Swaras replied, taking a seat and asking Jared to sit down.

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.