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The receptionist gave a small bow before leaving. “Mrs Bank, you are finally here.” Mr Brown, the assistant financial manager who rushed forward earlier greeted Jane. All heads immediately turned to Jane. Jane studied the young man in front of her. He was tall, but not as tall as Leonard. He was putting on a dark suit, which fitted his figure perfectly. Seeing that Jane was studying him, Mr Brown awkwardly coughs. “I’m James Brown, the assistant financial manager. Welcome to our midst. I hope we all have a nice time working together.” He stretched out his hand for a handshake.

“No. I remember hearing a noise and woke up.” “Where are your parents? You were alone.” “It was date night. I was supposed to be with someone.” “Who?” “I don’t know. They never came.” The doctor looked at the nurse. Their subtle gaze held a conversation all on its own. She proceed to tell them her name was Akaisha Morningstar; she was seven years old. Her parents were Galena and Marshall Morningstar. She continued to tell them her address and birthday. The person in the helmet never moved, only listened intently to her. Everything they had already learned about her was being confirmed by the little girl. The parents were out of the picture permanently, but she didn’t know that and will never

Chapter 65 (Oh My Gawd) Axel’s POV “Good morning Mr. Shaw, how are you” Mrs. Brown, a close friend to my mum and also a family friend asked “I’m fine ma, and you?” I replied with a smile “Oh trust me… I’m better than I used to be” She stated with a chuckle while I shake hands with her husband, Mr. Brown who is also one of the shareholders in the Hybrid Company. “What about Axel….” Mrs. Brown asked, as I furrowed my brow

He even rubbed his eyes, as if to confirm his sight. Kylie almost pulled her hand free out of reflex, but Brown only tightened his grip. "Good afternoon, Sir," the man greeted politely, bowing slightly to Brown before sneaking a glance at Kylie. He knew this girl. Miss Livia's former personal assistant-the one who had been fired not long ago. So why on earth was she now walking hand in hand with the famously perfectionist Mr. Brown? 'What's going on here?!' he panicked. "What are you staring at?" Brown's voice was cold, his gaze sharp as a blade. He shoved the camera bag roughly against the man's chest, making him stumble. "Put it in the car."

Drake said, "Sir Brown hanged himself in prison many years ago, finding release in death. Lady Brown claimed she was deeply guilty and only deserved to live to atone for her sins. Over the years, her health has been poor, but remarkably, she has remained lucid. However, just yesterday, she suffered a severe heart attack, and the doctor said she doesn't have much time left, so Mr. Thorne has applied for her to receive medical treatment outside of prison." "Mr. Thorne?" Ruby exclaimed, her voice trembling with excitement. Drake looked at her, and remained silent for a long time. "Yes, that's her own grandson."

It was the second day in a row Pierce woke up with a smile on his face. It was indeed a personal record, and he had one woman to thank for it. “Shit,” he groaned once he realized that it was 7:40 in the morning, and he hadn’t even thought about leaving bed yet. Pierce jumped out of bed and blew through his morning routine. Pierce was thankful that he and Arianna were just lounging around in their pajamas today and didn’t have to bother picking out something to wear.

His time at Clearmount College was now his last chance to finish his studies and choose a career within the Brown family, without becoming a disgrace. The son of Amadeus Brown, older brother of Alex Brown, Adrian was the eldest of the second generation of the Browns. His mother, Louise Brown, was of French descent—a stunning woman who had given birth to an exceptional specimen like Adrian. His French heritage made his appearance distinctive and elegant. With a slender, angular face, prominent cheekbones, a defined jawline, and large, expressive green eyes, Adrian's looks were captivating. His dark curly brown hair gave him a carefree and youthful vibe.