Novel & Cerita Mr Chemistry

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.”

We made our way to two empty seats at the back. “Hey,” Liam whispered moving over for us to sit next to him. “Get lost asshole,” Macy retorted before I could say a word in response. She held my hand and made me sit. “What is going on? Why do you look so pale?” she whispered. My gaze never left his. I gulped. “Why is he here? Where is the arts professor?” “Oh, that? Didn’t you get the mail? Professor Brown retired to his hometown. Professor Sebastian got transferred as his replacement. He’s hot isn’t he? That’s the reason why you were so distracted…”

“One day they’re going to turn on you too.” Zara snorted. “Let them try, I live for the drama.” Mia smiled softly. “We’ve got you, Ava. Always.” We entered Professor Damien Vale’s class just as the bell rang. My heart did its usual stupid racing the moment I saw him. He stood at the front in a crisp black shirt and dark trousers, looking unfairly perfect. His sleeves were rolled up slightly, revealing strong forearms. He scanned the room with that signature cold indifference, like none of us were worth his full attention. When his dark eyes passed over me, there was zero recognition. Just another student and it just hurts me a bit that I can't be noticed.

The lady said with a warm smile. She knew what she was going to tell him about his brother's condition or the kind of news she was going to tell him will definitely not please or sit well with him. “H…hi, I'm Marcus, I mean Marcus Williams.” Marcus finally said after he found his voice. “Can you please follow me to my office?” Rihanna asked him. “Alright, Doc.” Marcus said and followed her. They entered the doctor's office but instead of Rihanna going to her seat, she stood beside Marcus who has now made himself comfortable on a couch in the office.

"I'm Nathan Brown, businessman." "I am-" "Ruby Ramirez. Save the introduction, I know all about you by now. They never stopped talking about you since the moment you stepped in," he said and she felt a little uneasy. But he did a good job at making the facts seem like flattery. "Although you do not look like you're having a good time."

“Mr Damon, ah it's good to see you this morning. I'm glad you're here.” “What’s the matter now? You never come to welcome me by yourself unless there's an issue.” I replied, bored. He chuckled a little, scratching the back of his head while hurrying to match my pace. “We might be having a little issue with the records. The financial records, and we cannot meet with any new investors until we sort this out. I hear you're supposed to have a meeting later today. Can it be—” “Postponed?” I demanded, cutting him off. “No, it cannot. Figure something out. You're the CFO for a reason, or is there a need to consider someone else?”

Was he not happy with the peperformance? “That was fine”, Mr Black spoke up, he pulled his two hands forward, resting them on the table, She took a deep breath. “But I wasn’t impressed”. His hands which covered in with black gloves fell on the table with a bang, startling Grace who shifted on her feet, The rest of the panel made no effort to speak , they speculated, not uttering a word.

Maybe I was just too calculating him to the point where I was being a skeptic. The students sauntered outside the room, as I sat still and watched as Sir Richards rubbed his forehead. He was the youngest teacher in Kingsley and it was apparent in his face. He was also the most strict and perfectionist among all of the teachers I’d been having a class with. And most importantly, the most distinct thing that could easily describe him was . . . he’s pretty hot.