Mr Chips Novels & Stories

“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?”

We were sitting in her room catching up, we hadn't seen each other in two weeks. "Yeah, he should be here soon." Mia replies. Diego Garcia is our other best friend, Mia, Diego, and I have been inseparable since we were seven years old. Suddenly, the door opened, "I've arrived," Diego shouts. He always does this. He's a very dramatic person. Diego Garcia is a hacker for our mafia, along with Mia, much like me, Diego and Mia never go on missions. We mostly work from our warehouses. "Stop screaming, Diego." I scold him jokingly.

Rachel West disagreed, she couldn't eat those chicken and broccoli stir fry in vain, and she couldn't lose her dignity. She lay in front of his desk and gritted her teeth: "You are also the president of MK, so it doesn't matter what you say." "It doesn't count if I talk, how?" "You" Rachel West choked with anger. James Smith stared at her coolly, the little spark between his slender fingers flickered, but the smell of smoke made Rachel West cough from time to time. James Smith was absolutely disgusted by the sound of her coughing. He hated to see her pretending to be dead.

Michael unlike Carter he's divorced and has sworn off woman after his Ex wife took half of everything he ever worked for. "She's a child man " John says like me he's happily married but unlike me I don't see the girl next door as a child. "We here for porker not for ogling teenagers " Carter says winking at me I kick him under the table ,he swears under his breath asshole.

I entered our floor along with my friends, and I gave one tray for Maam. I took another one and knocked on Mr.Stone’s cabin. After hearing his reply, I entered and placed the tray on his table. He looked at me confused and asked, “Why did you bring it today, Ms.Pari?” “Actually, today I gave a treat for everyone as I just completed working six months in this company. So I thought of bringing it myself to say the occasion for specials.” I replied. “Wow, six months really?” He asked me shocked. “Yeah, Mr.Stone!” I replied. It is sad that I still don’t know his name. I begged my Dad to tell me, but he didn’t budge at all.

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.

On the desk sat a brass name plate that read Viper – Chief Executive Officer. “Gentlemen, please come in,” he said, before setting the knife down and coming over to shake our hands. “I’m sorry about all the mess and the noise. We had a bit of a housekeeping problem, but it’s all cleared up now.” Viper was young, handsome, and looked nothing like any MC president I’d ever seen. Hell, he didn’t look like any kind of biker I’d ever seen. He looked more like a telenovela star, playing the role of a drug lord. His jet-black hair was slicked back, and he spoke with a thick Mexican accent.

On the table, there were burgers, chicken drumsticks, a cup of ice cream, rice and vegetables, and lastly, a bottle of milk and two bottles of red wine and glasses of water. The burgers and ice cream were ordered by Vivianne, while the rest of the food was ordered by Barrett and Garrett. Barrett and Garrett purposely ordered a lot of food because they wanted Pearl to eat her fill today. Recently, Pearl had been skipping eating food, and they did not like that. They knew that she missed her husband, but they wanted her to understand that they also missed him, even though they weren't shedding tears like her every single day for him to return. Grabbing her cup of ice cream that had a small pla

Rebecca said trying to persuade him. "Even I agree sir, A worker like Chef Grots is by far our best chef and experienced man, if we fire him we loose him to a better company or worse him starting his own restaurant". Jake said trying to pacify him too, he thought about it more after hearing jakes opinion,

“But we have an issue that requires your attention.” I stood, straightening my jacket. “We’ll continue this conversation another time,” I said to Hardin, my tone leaving no room for argument. And I left the lounge with Mikhail following suit. "What's the issue?" I asked. "Your wife, Pakhan. She's drowning herself with alcohol." Mikhail said and I felt the anger radiate off my body, I moved to find the little witch.