Mr Chemistry Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Am I onto Vanessa Norman?" "Yes ma'am. How are you?" Vanessa adjusted her position and smiled through the speaker. "Well, I am Mrs Michelle Bentley, William's mother. Please don't come at me with that fake greeting alright?" When Vanessa heard this, her heart skipped a beat she instantly knew that something was wrong.

Leon’s POV The access logs came in at two in the morning. I read through them twice. Then I sat back in my chair and looked at the ceiling for a long moment. The alteration had been made by one user ID. A login that belonged to Dr. Phillip Crane. Head of the Meritus research division. A man who had been with Knight Industries for eleven years and who my mother had personally recommended for the position. I picked up my phone. Put it down. Picked it up again.

Jamming her palms together and hoping greatly that she gets accepted. Just as soon as she clicked 'submit', she received a message in her mail. Hopefully, she opened it and when she saw the company's name as the mail's title, she quickly read the content.. Dear Miss Monroe, Thank you for applying for the post of a clergy at Apex Finance. We have reviewed your application materials and would like to invite you to verbally interview for the role with Mr Bricks Johnson, Apex's manager. The interview will last for an hour and take place here in the company.

His secretary announced as they applauded him. Amelia instantly raised her head, and stared at the man in question, who happened to be looking at her too. “He's the CEO? He's so young. I thought it was someone older. I hope this will be the last offer of help I'll get from the Miller family. It's enough that they helped me get my dream job”. “Let's start the meeting, please” Richard calmly said, and sat down. The women in the meeting room couldn't stop sparing glances at Richard, as he was so handsome and charming— except Amelia.

[girl] "My mama told me about this store." Mia, tell us as we walk into the store. Mia's mama, Mariana Lopez, is a famous fashion designer. Mariana is also the woman who inspried me to design. Since the ball was planned on such short notice, Mariana couldn't design dresses for all of us, not in time at least. Mia, Gabrielle, and Charlotte grabbed a few dresses and went to the changing room to try them on.

Everything gleamed with precision, luxury, and a sense of controlled power. “Bryan really does love perfection,” she murmured under her breath. A tall man approached with a professional smile. “I’m Ryan, the CEO’s personal assistant. You can just call me Ryan. I’m sure Noah briefed you on the basics, but let me be clear: what happens on this floor stays here. No scandals, no gossip, and absolutely no negative talk about the CEO. Confidentiality is everything.” His voice was calm, but there was an edge of warning. They stopped in front of a massive double door.

His gaze meets mine. "Katherine Collins. It's a pleasure, Mr. Coleman." I offer a handshake, still amazed at how young he is, among other things. The square jaw, the stubble, and the blue, almost gray, eyes were a combination that made his face perfect. "Just Niels, please. It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Collins. I am the Chief Marketing Officer, and I believe we'll be meeting frequently from today onwards." "You're the CMO of Ryan? Excuse my surprise... it's just that I expected someone less young."

I said and copied the phone number from Maya’s phone and left with Silver. ********** A few minutes later, we pulled up in front of Mason’s house. My number one hacker and tracker. He was the best. We both went in and saw him with a girl who stood up from his lap and excused herself to give us some privacy. “Are you sure this guy knows his work?” Silver whispered into my ear doubtfully. “One hundred percent,” I mumbled, and he nodded. “Good morning, Mr. Taylor. It’s an honor to have you in my house,” Mason greeted and dramatically bowed to me, making me roll my eyes and chuckle before he greeted Silver.

"you're awake?" At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded beside the bed. The voice sounded somewhat familiar. She frowned and found a tall, feminine and handsome man standing beside the bed. This man she recognized was Richard Gray, the Grays son. The Grays and the Smiths are life friends. Richard Gray has great accomplishments in medicine. After his studies, he became the Smiths' personal doctor. He and James Smith are also good friends and brothers. She played with Richard Gray when she was younger, but like James Smith, Richard Gray didn't like her either.

“Relax? Bro, you’re telling me to relax? My life and certificate depends on this!” “Ow, you’re loud,” he said while poking his fingers in his ears. I kissed my teeth and eyed him. He needed to start speaking before I forced it out of him. He smiled and placed his hand on my shoulder. “Start talking.” “Tch. Whatever. His name is Dr. Anthony Marison—” “I already know his name,” I said in a dry tone of voice. “Right. He is not always in school according to my sources. It says he has other jobs or so. Something way more important than being a professor. Anyway, he is like a virtual teacher but I hear he is in his office right now.”