Mr Chew Novels & Stories

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?”

" Catherine asked wearing a disgusted facial expression. "That's Theeru mas, my favourite Maldivian breakfast. it's made up of tuna, coconut milk with steamed rice. You'll love it, that was why I ordered it specially for you, handmade by a private chef. Try it." William beamed a smile at her as he watched her gather some food. While Catherine was trying to feed herself, when she mistakenly dropped a few grains of hot rice on herself, "ow! Oh!" She flinched and exclaimed as she dropped the food she had gathered.

, I thought to myself and struggled not to facepalm, in front of the two men. “ Oh come on! We are business partners now so it's also nice if we address ourselves by our name to create a friendly working atmosphere. On that note call me Silver from now on “ Mr. Silver said to Liam who was surprised and masked it away but not fast enough for me not to notice. “ Alright Silver, let me introduce you to my assistant Maya “ Liam said as he pointed at me and gestured for me to come closer to them. “ Maya, this is our business partner Mr. Silver Grey the CEO of this company, “ He said, smiling genuinely this time around.

James Smith is smoking in the study. As soon as Rachel West opened the door, the smoke made her cough violently. And the few pieces of chicken and broccoli stir fry she had just eaten reacted completely at the moment, causing her stomach to ache for a while. She endured the pain, thinking about the chicken and broccoli stir fry on the ground just now, she was so angry that she wanted to cry. He said clearly that as long as she finishes eating chicken and broccoli stir fry on the ground, he will return the role of David Kim to David Kim, how can he go back on his word

The lunch crowd buzzed around us—office workers, delivery guys, a mom wrangling two kids—but as I slid into the booth across from him, the world narrowed to his blue eyes, steady and warm, locking onto mine. “Hey, Tee,” he said, his voice low, a smile tugging at his lips. “You look like you’ve been chasing ghosts all morning. Brew & Bean turn up anything?” I set my bag down, leaning back against the vinyl seat, the tension in my shoulders easing just a fraction. “Not much, but enough to keep me curious. The barista mentioned a regular—a guy in a hoodie, who works late in the back. Could be Marcus, could be anyone. Torres is checking if any Haven staff were spotted there. What about you? Any

“Ten percent? That’s quite significant, Julian. Are we to understand this is a permanent arrangement?” “Yes,” Julian replied smoothly. “Sophia brings fresh strategic insight and proven expertise in brand development. This strengthens our leadership.” “May I know your name Sir?” I asked the gentleman who has just spoken. He seemed quite surprised at my question but he eventually answered. “You can call me Mr. Thompson.” “I would really appreciate it if anyone wishing to talk could briefly introduce themselves first before saying what they have to say. Thank you so much for your understanding.” I said, everyone's facial expression was saying one thing or the other but I couldn’t care less.

You could feel it just standing near them. Leon pulled out my chair. Sat down beside me. Squeezed my hand once under the table, quick and firm, then let go. I understood. That was his version of you’ve got this. The one called Marcus Vance leaned forward before we had even fully settled. “Miss Chen. This engagement has made a lot of people nervous. You were rejected as a job applicant not long ago. Now you’re going to be Mrs. Knight. Help us understand how we missed something this significant.”