Novel & Cerita Mr Chemistry

Isla's POV "What are you doing?" Macy whispered pulling me by the arm and snapping me out of my trance. Whispers echoed across the classroom and the students gave me disapproving stares. "You are late and still causing a commotion?" The man from last night asked in a stern tone with a raised brow. "We are so sorry sir," Macy apologized dragging me along. Sir? Why was she referring to him as sir and what was he doing here? We made our way to two empty seats at the back.

“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."

The confidence that I somehow conjured up, soon went away as I came to the realization that I was gonna be in big trouble with him. "I-I" is all I could say before choking up. I stared into his merciless eyes and I couldn't look away, even if I wanted to. His face changed. Gone was the straight face to anger. The aura around him became dark and I didn't want to think about what he was gonna do to me. "Mr. Romani." He says as he fixes his tie before standing up. I stand up as well. Trying not to back down.

Miss Joana asked one of the male teachers who had just arrived. "Oh? Who are you?" Miss Joana took off her glasses and looked annoyed at the man in front of her. "I'm a new teacher here. I teach English." "Really? It's no wonder I've never seen you. Oh, let me introduce myself, I’m Bagus, the mathematics teacher." Miss Joana just stared at Mr. Nice's outstretched hand without intending to accept it. Not long after, the bell rang. "Oh I have to teach now. Please move aside, you are blocking my way."

“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?”

She paused for a while her hands at her back as she fidgeted clearly anxious, she looked at their curious gazes and began speaking again. "Someone special told me it is better to try than regret later for not trying, I would be disappointed if I don't get the part but I would be happy that I tried my best, I would just try again another time". She answered sincerely as they all stared at her emotionless, there was a drift in Miranda's eyes, something She couldn't understand . "Who is That Someone Special?". A deep rich unfamiliar voice spoke to her, The voice was deep and rich and was soothing to hear, it had a hint of British accent in it surprising Grace, the voice belonged to Mr Black who

He asked, “Is it about the assignment I gave to you? Did you find something fishy about Mr Brooks? What caused his rapid influence on society? Did you also discover how his company was able to make him extremely rich? I know that Mr Brooks is a rich man, but I don't believe that his company made him that rich” “I apologise for being incompetent, Chief Kelvin. I didn't find out what caused Mr Brooks' rapid influence on society. I also have no clue why he's so rich. But, there's something important I recorded when I was working under him”. Ray said. He took out his cell phone from his pocket, and after he had entered the recording app, he left the phone on Kevin's desk and played the recording

With that in mind, he maintained a distance and asked if she's okay. She didn't say anything. "I don't prescribe medicine randomly to patients, but this will help till my friend comes. It is good for migraine." The psychiatrist said. Bryce took the small paper from him and rang the bell to get the head butler to come in. The woman stepped in, in no time and took the note. Understanding what the boss wanted, she left. Mel was still trying to understand herself, as her mind kept moving back and forth, yet she couldn't grab onto a certain thing from it all.