Mr Chew Novels & Stories

It has been a whole freaking month. “We have to see, Henry. I have something I wish for us to talk about and I do not know how you are going to take it but I promise to go with whatever you want” She declared. “Is it something serious?” Henry asked “It is quite serious” “Then we should meet up today. Send me a text with your house address and I will come to you after work.” “Or better still, I could meet you at your house and we can talk there. It is really something I do not want an external person hearing if you know what I mean”

I took a spoon of the Mac and cheese Mavis prepared and I looked at him. "What?" He asked when he discovered I was looking at him. I shook my head and continued eating, the food was so delicious. I must admit, he cooks better than me. I sometimes prepare Mac and cheese for my mom and Angela, but it wasn't compared to how delicious Mavis's Mac and cheese is. How can a man be so good at cooking? Then I remembered he's actually the owner and a CEO of a popular food company. "Gosh, it's so delicious" I said inwardly, munching on the food I was eating.

“Oh, do call me Claire.” I liked Jarrett. He was so friendly and welcoming. He looked like he was in his seventies, he is a portly man with dark hair and a bald spot in the middle of his head. Whenever he said something he thought was funny, he’d wrap his French mustache around his index finger.

I have no idea what you're talking about. "Is this a prank?" "You tell me. I just told you you've got the wrong number! I'm hanging up now." "Katherine Tetrazzini. Is this you?" "Wait, how do you..," Katherine paused to refresh her memory even though she was pretty sure she never applied for a job on a business page, and definitely not two days ago. "Who are you?" "I'm James McHale, CEO of Dell's Enterprise," Katherine froze, "do you remember me, Katherine? I'm--

I answer. Vincenzo just nodded his head and continued staring at me. I was confused by his sudden interest in my call, but I just brushed it off when I saw the girls walking towards us. "Come on, let's go get you a dress." Mia says when she reached our table. I sigh, standing up, "I got these for you all." I say, handing Mia the doughnuts. "Thank you, chica." Mia says, dragging me in the direction of another store. [girl]

Keisha waited impatiently for the whole thing to come to an end and had been poking at her food—having had her fill, when his voice reverberated in the room. “I’m happy to know about you just as I hope you’ve found pleasure in knowing that your boss isn’t such an ogre. It seems you two ladies hardly had anything to ask. Grace and what’s your name again?” Grace kicked her when Keisha remained frozen in her seat, unable to find her voice. Ke...” she paused and laughed nervously, pushing the loose strands of her hair behind her ear. “I mean my name is Moesha and I think I’ve heard all the answers to the some really good questions I myself couldn’t have thought of asking.”

They made sure the so called teacher will not be teaching their son, now or later before leaving the school premises not after convincing their son that he is going to be a soldier no matter what other people say. *~*~*~ Later that morning, Mashkur thought that it'll be good to surprise his wife and son as they both have forgotten about her birthday. Mehr forgetting about people's birthday will never happen but hers, she can't even tell. His wife can be very weird. Calling Shukrah and Ferozah to help him. He ordered Chinese takeaway which was Mehr's new favorite food and made sure there are a lot of red velvet cake waiting for her to devour. He asked Shukurah to cook her famous tuwo miyan ta

Ben turned towards the stage and I started to cover my face but unfortunately my seat was in the front row and that man kept on staring at me. He came towards the podium, took the mic and started to introduce himself, "I'm Brent Jones from Harvard University specializing in neurosurgery. I'm invited here as a Head supervisor of a new research project." Before he finished his introduction, all the girls in the hall went nuts and started asking absurd questions about his personal life and his relationship status.

Fress had golden tan skin, light blue almond shaped eyes, and light brown freckles throughout his cheeks and the bridge of his nose. He had his dark brown, medium length, hair done in a curly quiff hairdo, and he was muscular. He wore dark blue jeans, black loafers, a white long sleeve button up shirt, a solid blue tie, and had his fitted serge colored blazer open. His teeth were bright white and sparkled in the light and he had a stubbly dark brown beard and mustache that went around his pinkish bow lips. He cracked a smile at Beau saying, "It's not very gentleman-like to talk to a lady about someone else don't you think Beau Bax." Beau sighed, saying, "You're right. I'm sorry I should be m

He explained. By this time, Ariadne’s mother who had left earlier to arrange snacks for the visitor returned and seemed to have caught onto his last statement. “CEO of BrentWes Group? Who is that? You?” She asked in surprise. Daisy looked at her daughter and bored her eyes on her in a way that screams ‘how did you know a CEO?’ Denver felt the message she was trying to convey to Ariadne and decided to chime in. “Mrs Bardell, don’t you remember me?”