Novel & Cerita Mister Stark

Mr Stark said. This was no surprise to anyone. Mr Stark has always been like this. His money before anything else. Have i mentioned how much i hate this man? If i haven't then now i have. He just executes everything the way it will be of benefit to him and himself alone. He never thinks about his people. The mere sight of such a selfish person irritates me. He is also very rude. It's kind of a surprise to me he even greeted us. "Note that nobody will be given a day of for any reason at all." Mr Stark added.

Stark looked at Noah with sad eyes and said, “You are being emotional about this right now, but later on, you will see the bigger picture, son.” Too drunk on his feelings to respond, Noah ignored his father's words and reached for the plate of toast, squeezing his eyes shut for a second when he heard Mr. Stark's sigh. A while later, Mrs. Stark returned to the room with a middle-aged gentleman that seemed to be around the age of Mr. Stark with dark brown hair, tanned skin, hazelnut-colored eyes, and broad shoulders. “Noah, this is Rhodes .” Mrs. Stark introduced them with a small smile, taking her spot next to Noah, who immediately stood up and shook hands with the man. “He mostly serves this

The air around our small table didn’t just grow cold; it became a vacuum, sucking all the sound from the cozy coffee shop. His grey eyes, which usually held a glint of malicious amusement, turned flat and dead, like chips of frosted granite. He didn’t blink. He didn’t breathe. He just stared at me, and in that stare, I saw the true man—the one without the charming, wolfish facade. A man who could dismantle empires and ruin lives without a flicker of emotion. Why was he so angry? I wasn’t sure, but he was fuming. “That,” he said, his voice a low, quiet rasp that held no warmth, no mockery, only a promise of something dark, “is a very dangerous assumption to make, Miss Carter.”

See you soon, Talia. Mr. X (offline).

Sheraton Group of Companies had grown over the years to surpass even the companies it had come to meet, SkyNet being one of them. His name was Edmund Hamilton, the billionaire's only son and heir. He had a face that looked like it was carved by angels and a body that looked like it was sculpted by a god. She knew that much because she read his section on the tabloid every week and as she did so, she fantasised about being with him. But she knew it was a pipe dream.

Ruth said a sudden bout of excitement taking over her as she pushed Ruth's hands off her phone and shoved a picture of a dark, muscular man in Christine's face. He did look cute but he looked like a thug and that was not a company Christine approved of. He reminded Christine of Michael and she had her suspicions on why he was getting Ruth so excited. Ruth had always said she did not have a type and she liked men who were willing to do bad things, an analogy she always ended with a giggle but at this point, Christine realized that her friend did have a type and that type was Michael. Ruth seemed to be obsessed with him and she did not even want to know why.

And Hagrid was the kind of muscle who wasn’t afraid to, or maybe even enjoyed, getting his hands dirty. But Clyde? Clyde, who was Maddox’s right-hand man, who issued more orders than anyone else next to Stetson, and who was masochistic and mean just for the sake of being so, was always the real threat. “He--” Stetson started. “I don’t,” Clyde hissed out, feet echoing on the cold floor of the large garage as he strolled forward, “give a fuck. Stop making fools of yourselves.” His eyes jerked to Gianna and nodded. “This is the doctor?.”

Eventually, a huge body formed. Whoever saw it would be horrified by such a big and terrifying alien monster. At this time, A dark shadow stood in the center of the futuristic hall, located in the most central position of the Robotias’ mother brain. If Sylvio was here, he would recognize that the shadow was Stark from the Soul Devourers. Stark was a powerhouse whose strength had also reached partial Heavenly Overlord Rank. However, he only broke through to partial Heavenly Overlord Rank not long ago. Compared to someone like Sylvio, who had been a partial Heavenly Overlord for hundreds of epochs, the gap between them was still quite large.

But Sisca slowly nodded her head, as if she was being hypnotized by Jeslyn's gaze. "Why didn't you ever tell me?" Sisca scratched the nape of her neck which didn't itch. "Is that important to you?" Sisca asked. Jes gave a glare. "Yes, I'm sorry," she said regretfully. Sighing harshly, Sisca then bowed helplessly. "You are right. Adam is a mobster, Black Rose. He is the most feared mafia in Continent A. Mastering the arms trade both legally and illegally. But apart from being a mafia he is also a CEO. The owner of the largest property company in Continent A, I'm sure you will know. He never goes to the company because he always works behind the scenes, maybe even all of his employee

Quick to spot the points that most people would miss. Kate, 37 years old. Dressed in an oversized black hoodie and navy blue ripped jeans. Her specialty lies in technology. A white-hat hacker with impressive hacking skills. Stefan, 39 years old. Dressed in a casual white t-shirt and a sky blue shirt on top and black jeans. Also, has a unique watch on his right wrist. He is Mr. Anderson's old disciple who has cracked many important and difficult cases with him. And last but not least Mr. Gray, the same age as Mr. Anderson, 44 years old. Dressed in a black suit. He always wears formal attire. His biggest rival and friend. He and Mr. Anderson were rivals since his first day here.