Mr Chemistry の小説・ストーリー

“Just a friendly observation, Aleksei. After all, alliances are fragile things, aren’t they? One wrong move and everything crumbles.” "True that." I replied coolly. “Alliances only crumble when the weak can’t hold their end of the bargain. Are you worried about yours, Hardin?” The room felt like it had shrunk, the tension between us thick enough to cut through paper. Hardin's smile never wavered, but I could see the slight tick in his jaw. Before he could respond, the door opened, and Mikhail stepped in, his expression neutral but his eyes sharp. “Apologies for the interruption,” he said, his voice low. “But we have an issue that requires your attention.”

"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.

He was still in the same suit from earlier. I rolled my eyes and walked straight over. “So what a coincidence you happened to be one of the students in my class,” he said, closing the distance between us in two steps, "listen Ms Red, you had such a good offer, so good, how could one ever pass up on it," he started, and then nodded once, "but-" I crossed my arms tight across my chest. "I have a strict, no professor-student relationship and..." "So you're calling it off?" I wanted to get straight to the point and then out of here.

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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."