Mr Fu Novels & Stories

Chapter 10: "Chair of Fate," ───── ❝ R U B Y F R I D A Y ' S P O V ❞ ──── ║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 01 - 01 - 2027 ║ Friday ║ 1st Midnight ║ "Strange to say, but our uniform seemed to suit you better."

At least not yet. Aurora began to scratch her head because she was trying to remember if she had missed any important details. She said to Mrs Hart, “Em, I think that's all, mom”. “Alright”. Mrs Hart replied to Aurora. She rose from the place she was sitting in and was already leaving. She instantly halted when Aurora suddenly exclaimed.

suvarna roy : thank you Mr. Raghu : I recently met your daughter viranica as she is friend of my son krish Mrs.suvarna roy : oh krish he is a nice guy I like him a lot . . milan is clenching his fist when suvarna Roy praising krish he wanted to kill that krish by observing the milan suvarna roy didn't understood what's behind his anger Mrs.suvarna roy : nice to meet you Mr. Milan milan : no formalities mam you can call me milan

No wonder when we arrived, he wasn't at his desk. He always came before Jasper and I did. I thought he was on his way to work. I was surprised to find him in my office. "Bruce? What are you doing there?" Jasper asked in surprise. I entered my office and found my assistant sitting in my chair. He looked at me and Jasper in turn. "Bruce? What's going on?" "I should be asking. What are you guys doing in my office?" he retorted fiercely. "Stop calling me like we're old friends. My name is Bruce Murphy, CEO of Precious Fund Corporation. You should call me Mr. Murphy."

As Mr Justin spoke, all the ladies including Grace gave him their undivided attention. "As The manager of Black Entertainment, I would like to thank All of you Beautiful Ladies, For your Patience and also would like to say sorry for the amount of time we lost due to some difficulties, we hope you forgive us". Mr Justin was very articulate and had his own way with words too, as he spoke Grace noticed how their faces turned from a frown to a smile and even a blush from some ladies as he called them beautiful ladies, Grace didn't think much about it, but they all surely did.

I mutter, rushing as fast as I can to Uma. Uma of the most sought-after restaurants in Barcelona, despite being the simplest of them, is "Uma." Its entrance is so modest that it's hard to tell it's a restaurant. Only those who live in the city really know about it... which leads me to deduce that since the NGO's financier requested this place for our meeting, maybe he is from Barcelona himself. As soon as we enter the restaurant, we are greeted by Anna, who not only owns it but also works in the dining area, while her husband, Iker, runs the kitchen.

Dmitri spat out blood in my direction, an act of disrespect. I stood up from the chair and walked closer to him, raising his chin so he could take a look at me. "Unlike your miserable father, I am the biggest Mafia Lord in the entire city. Every single one of my enemies fears me, and they all have the right to do so. I am showing you mercy by exchanging your freedom for that of your sister, you should be thankful." I let go afterward, and with one last look at him, I walked out of the room.

Mashkur glared at the phone. "Because I'm Muhsin Malik." Muhsin smirked. "You're not helping but you still helped, I'll talk to her about it now." Mashkur sighed. "Thank God you grew a pair." Muhsin dramatically breathed out a sigh. "Bye." Mashkur said dryly before his friend starts his lectures. • "Chocochips, what's up? Are you home already?" Afnaan bombarded her with questions in a single breathe not even waiting for her to talk.

Just silence and the never-ending confusion in the air. “Mr Young!” Miranda is the first one to exclaim and from there it is a disaster. Lots of questions were thrown around and I saw that Grace cried at some point. I forgot that Mr Young is our favourite teacher and now that he's back, I wanted to die. I had never once looked up ever since he walked in. I’m afraid that if I do, I would bawl my eyes out. I just need to remind myself that he's back now and that he's alive. I wished that my best friend was beside me because I can't stop the shaking of my hand. It sucks that Ethan had come down with a flu and he's at his home while his best friend is about to have a cardiac arrest and possibly

Leon’s POV The access logs came in at two in the morning. I read through them twice. Then I sat back in my chair and looked at the ceiling for a long moment. The alteration had been made by one user ID. A login that belonged to Dr. Phillip Crane. Head of the Meritus research division. A man who had been with Knight Industries for eleven years and who my mother had personally recommended for the position. I picked up my phone. Put it down. Picked it up again.