Novel & Cerita Mr Chino

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--

Author P.O.V A dark-haired man with a tan complexion and piercing dark eyes exited the towering apartment building, his posture exuding confidence as he slid into the sleek interior of his sports car. This was Owen Brown, a name known to anyone who paid even the slightest attention to the culinary world in South California. He was not just any chef ,he was a celebrity. Over the last six years, he had built a veritable empire, opening a chain of restaurants and cafes, with The Dream being the crown jewel of his achievements. His cooking show drew millions of viewers, and his charm ensured that every public appearance turned into a headline.

Mikey was known for being a troublemaker, but we all still loved him nonetheless. The Hospital CEO met us in the front, as soon as we walked through the hospitals entrance door. He was a chubby 5”5 man, with blonde hair, and dark brown eyes. He had smile lines around his mouth, and his eyes showed genuine kindness when he looked at us. He stuck out his hand to introduce himself, and I did the same with a smile. “Hello Mr. Day, thank you for coming. My name is Mark.” He said with a smile. You’ve got to be kidding me. I inwardly thought to myself.

Zoey responded and without another sarcastic word from Brittany, he scurried down the hallway that led to the kitchen. Inside the kitchen was Zoey dressed in a white uniform that settles into her cap that keeps her head well covered and an apron on top of the uniform. He smiled brightly at her, but the smile immediately disappeared at the sight of a male figure beside her also dressed in a chef uniform. “ So you are Mr. Designer, I have heard so much about you”. Kevin a male in his early thirties was physically built and had a full beard but a frown was spread across Zander's face.

“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.

Her eyes weren't teary but she would burst into tears at any slight of provocation. Maximo Santino was there but he stand out. Why? Because he's the Boss. Because he's the peak, because he's the Sky, because he's the lifeline of masses. The Italian Mafia Boss himself. He was dressed in his normal dressing code. A White shirt and a Black pant trouser. A complete suit but he never button up the shirt. The tops button was left undone to reveal his solid chest and makes him more sexier. He was smoking his cigar gingerly but passed it to Marco who stood behind him as Iris Drew nearer. He's breathtakingly beautiful and elegant. Captivating and alluring. As Iris drew nearer to him, she couldn't hel

"Please, have a seat. Did you become afraid to sit in front of me, after you rudely scolded me this morning?" "Not. Absolutely not, Mr..... ”Avelyn took the time to read the large signboard on the man's table. And to Avelyn's surprise when she found out the man's name. "Mr McLean Kaofax?" Avelyn asked in disbelief. It seemed too shocking for Avelyn who wasn't ready for whatever surprises God would give her. How could she never realize that the owner of The Star was McLean Kaofax, a friend of Michael's who had full control of Michael's company in Chicago.

He yelled angrily at Alice and she flinched. He let Amanda go and was able to march towards her in anger, but Andrew's voice made him stop "Enough of the chit-chat, ladies and gentlemen! I think the situation has been cleared up and you all know who your real boss is now, and that is me, Mr. Andrew Chigozie West. You all may now return to your places, I will address you all later" he announced and everyone scrammed out of the conference room. He then turned to Amanda and smirked, "who is paying for their crimes now?" He asked mockingly and more tears streamed down Amanda's face.

Montana's POV * * I wanted to look perfect if nothing else. I stare at myself in the mirror, but I sneer because it's not enough. My curly hair is just too ugly to suit Mr. Scarpa's taste. I think. The thought of Mr. Scarpa had invaded my headspace until now. How could a man be so calm even while mourning? The way he casually addressed me when he came here last week… it was prestigious of him. That day, he left after telling me about the cufflink but he also left me with a clear heart, giving me no reason to doubt him at all.

Hillary and Marco went pretty well with each other as they are knowing each other better. They used to go on dates during free time. Marco Rossi is one of the major investors of Chen's company. He believed in Hillary's capacity to run the business although in the beginning he hesitated but she proved them that she was beyond reliable.