Mr Beast 소설 & 이야기

He doesn't know that the man standing before me is not the one I was supposed to be standing with. Blake Parker. Twenty-four year old Co-CEO of The Parker Brothers. A billion dollar company that deals with selling buildings for profit and pressuring people to sell their land and companies to them. He is a lady's man and sure does love his booze. He has never liked me, probably thinks I'm after his brother's money which makes me think that he has a personality disorder considering that he is always against his brother.

"I'll learn to keep quiet next time! Meanwhile, I never thought I'd see him in my life! Despite his age, he still looks so full of life! "Today seems to be the best day of my life! I've met so many celebrities! Gosh!" "Me too! I'm shivering in excitement!" ... The people can't hide their delight as they start gushing and exchanging glances at Mr. Bruce. For people of their caliber, it sure is a privilege to meet such a dignified figure! Who is Mr. Bruce Boden? He is the helmsman of one of the most powerful families in Forest Hills. With just the snap of his fingers, many families can be destroyed

He seemed to be a man in his late twenties. My gaze then drifted to the details provided. So he's twenty eight years old, huh? Analiese is twenty three while I'm twenty one. He is not too old for Analiese, after all. My curiosity wasn't answered. It only grew. If Mr. Beaumont is not an old man and has adequate looks, then why Analiese ran away? "He is Mr. Beaumont, the groom. He is the owner of the largest conglomerate here in Great Britain. Very rich and influential."

I don’t know whether I am doing right or wrong and the only way to find the answer is going there. I got the job for a personal assistant position in Stone corporations, and they interviewed me online. I felt weird about that. And also weird name and I hope there will be no weird people. So Mumbai, wait for me. *Mr.Stone Pov* I woke up with a slight knock on my door. I am completely a light sleeper. I think sleeping is always a waste of time, and we can do some productive work at that time. “Come in. ” I said.

I wait for everyone to go inside as I took some time to gather my composure and not look like a bad boy among nerds like a single rose in a thorn bush. "Jason!" I turned to see Mr Burrows. I like to call him Mr Big Head, it defines him better. The lack of hair on his head emphasizes this, especially that one spot that reflects the sun and makes him look like a walking sun god. Well, actually, more like a mirror. He was also a grandmaster, the first to draw against my father. For the size of his head, its not surprising. Big head supposed to have a big brain, if not, that's sad.

Maybe I should introduce myself, I am Matt Hemsworth, the CEO of Top Star Entertainment. 🎶

To be around people living normal lives, having normal problems, not imploding their entire existence over impossible choices. I'm examining overpriced heirloom tomatoes when I hear a familiar voice. "Elena Torres? Is that you?" I turn to find Marcus Reed—the same Marcus Reed who called Catherine about Damien's Boston inquiries. He's with a woman I don't recognize, both of them looking polished and perfect in that casual weekend way wealthy people have mastered. "Marcus. Hi." I force a smile. "I heard you stepped back from the Seattle expansion. Shame—I think you would have done great things with it."

"How do you know that?" Micheal whispered. "Daddy, I know it's sounds very unbelievable, but... I snuck into his office--" "Honey! Why would you do that?" Charlotte interrupted. "Mommy, that's not important," Catherine turned to her father, "we had a meeting with Mr. Dunlop Knowles... I'm not sure you know him but you must have heard of him... He's a very close business partner to the Bentleys. They never talked about taking the company till I left to the bathroom, and I'm my way back, I overheard the conversation, I wasn't sure why they would want that neither did I want to jump into conclusions and that was why I had to sneak into his office to find anything that could prove my thoughts ri

There were a thousand things that could go wrong. To occupy my time and divert my attention from the situation, I opted to look through one of the magazines nearby. I chose the one titled America's Most Eligible Billionaires, and you would never guess who appeared on both the cover and the center spread. It's none other than Mr. Maximilian McTavish.