Mr. Crocker Novels & Stories

"I'm Jackie Walker." "Ms. Walker," said the oldest of the group, "I'm Martin Grayson. This is Jeff Sawyer," he indicated a shorter man with a brown buzz cut, "and Peggy Allen," gesturing to the middle-aged brunette beside him, "and this is Steve Powers." The final man was tall and lanky, with curly black hair. Jackie nodded, still skeptical of the visitors. "Scott says you're contractors?" Martin nodded. "Actually, I'm an architect. But these folks will be your contractors. We'd like to go over the plans for your renovation. If you approve them, we can start tomorrow."

craning my neck to look across. Stiff! I'm frozen! I don't need to crane my head to look across the complex portal! The figure is now standing by the portal... right at the entrance to the housing! It's him! His face! It's him! Fix it, it's him! Crazy! Mr. Harold is here!

Mr Smith added as he started walking to the door. " That amount is too much Mr Smith " Sloan commented as Mr Smith let out a smirk , " You are the wife of Mr Brookes , the CEO of one of the leading companies in New York City, that amount shouldn't be difficult for you to put up with it " Mr Smith said in a mocking tone as Mrs Brookes averted her gaze from his . " Or are you going bankrupt Mrs ?" Mr Smith asked mockingly while she adjusted her blouse . " That amount is not too much and we are not going bankrupt Mr Smith, send me your account number , I'll do a transfer right away "she replied while Mr Smith used a napkin to open the door before stepping out .

I liked the nickname. Dalia Penedo Salazar says: No, you can keep calling me Doce. Mr. X says: Great. Now I need to work, but I’ll be back later. I hope to meet you here. Dalia Penedo Salazar says: Up to, Mr. X. Mr. X says: See you later, Doce.

After explaining that, Mom stood up and returned to the kitchen, leaving me alone, pondering who Chris Walker really was. He’s the richest man in Riverford. Congratulations, Hannah. Please take care of Jensen for me.

“He was extraordinary.” The Chief Operating Officer, tapped a pen against the table. “Extraordinary is putting it lightly. He walked us through one of our own logistical problems like he had been working here for years. And the way he organized his presentation notes—methodical, precise, almost… intuitive.” “He didn’t just answer questions,” added Ms. Chen, the financial director. “He revealed flaws in our reporting we hadn’t even caught. Respectfully, but he saw them. I haven’t seen that level of attention to detail in years.”

“Hey, have you seen Cricket around anywhere?” “Cricket Wallace? No man. Why?” “Are you sure?” I asked. “She was here just a little while ago.” “No, I haven’t seen Cricket in… no way! Did she do that to your face?” Grover was grinning like the cat that ate the canary, and then went back for the rest of its family. “You’ve been in town for five fuckin’ minutes and you’re already up causing trouble? You’d better steer fuckin’ clear of Cutter, buddy.”

I said under my breath. But I stayed close anyway. He introduced me to a few faces. I smiled. I nodded. I said almost nothing. Until I didn’t. An older man with silver hair and a navy tie approached, flanked by two assistants. He didn’t bother hiding the way he looked me over. “Lawrence Croft,” he said, offering his hand. “One of the oldest bleeding investors in this circus.” I took his hand. Firm. “Lucia Graham.” He gave a smile like he’d tasted something odd. “You’re… bolder in person.”

The one who had made sure to get Elodie parent’s signed approval before their unfortunate accident. “What is it, mother?” Henry asked, glancing away. “I passed your wife’s room and heard her crying her heart out. What did you do this time?” She asked. “What did I do?” Henry scoffed “Henry, you understand that our family’s fortune rests on the fact that Elodie remains your wife and hopefully bears your child” “Our family’s fortune does not rest on her, mother and I cannot bring myself to…” He snapped. “Henry Tobias Ford, what in the blazes is wrong with you?” His mother’s stern voice broke through.

I said, trying not to cry. "Thank you so much, Zora— thank you. I'm really grateful for your humanity." Mr. Luke was stunned. His face was laced with emotional crying. He really felt troubled because he never knew life could happen this fast on him. From CEO to cook and from a waitress to the owner of his restaurant. "Wow. Fantabulous!" Zayn shouted in shock. "She's still the kind-hearted Zora I knew. Even after all he did to you, you still managed to forgive him. I guess you..."