Mr Gold Ouat Novels & Stories

“Tell me, Mr. Carrascal, how did you meet Roberta if she never leaves campus?” I didn’t know how long I’d been gripping the glass, but my fingers were white now, as pale as my face, after hearing Vivian’s question to Miguel. “We met online,” he said. Vivian choked, coughing violently. I saw Leonard rush to her side, his concern twisting my stomach. “I don’t know any public profiles of Roberta online,” she said, wiping her lips and ignoring Leonard’s help completely. “How is that even possible?” “Roberta interned at my company. I contacted her to hire her,” Miguel said, and I widened my eyes at him. I never imagined he could come up with a story like that so easily.

“Dad’s right, he deserves better than ever, and you’re doing a great job as a father, all his achievements to date are all thanks to you.” Mr. Abraham gave his reassuring, shady smile; he was the ideal father figure of all children. Calm, pleasant, affectionate, firm, authoritative, wise and intelligent. Thanks to his company, which is one of the world’s leading oil and gold mining companies, almost the whole world knows who he is. “I thank you that you are willing to accept him as your husband, I know, this is not easy for you but he needs a woman like you, and you brought a lot of positive changes for him, dear.”

Stone and me. Mr.Stone was about to shout, but Maam interrupted him and said, “So anyway, I am here to announce the media reply to this press meet.” We had all forgotten everything and looked at her for the reply. “Many channels said and I quote ‘We all believed Mr.Stone’s PR answers but still there was a little doubt in everyone’s mind. Nevertheless, Ms.Pari’s last comment pushed away all the doubts, and that comment definitely suits Mr.Stone. So we are with you, Mr.Stone.’ Now we can relax.” Maam said and made us all smile at that.

Fransisca answered, her heart racing. Olive's eyes locked Fransisca's. She wanted nothing else but to tear the Older woman apart. A sardonic smile crept to her lips, as she saw the trembling reaction of her Step Mother. She glanced at the crowd and took the Mic. Good morning all.. I am Olive MaxGold. She said, causing Fransisca's eyes to widen the more. I'll be happy and you'll also be happy for investing here, cause this company will be your MMM( Money Making Machine).

Michael said. " Yes sure, let me just finish up here". I said to them while finishing up some documents I as signing. I took the office phone to call my assistant. " Adjust my meeting schedule to 2pm". " Yes sir". she replied. We stepped into the cafe and all eyes turned to us. The billionaire business tycoon, The owner of the best security company in the world and the owner of the biggest law firm and the best lawyer in the world. We were the three, nobody in the business or outside world wanted to deal with.

The masculine voice answered from behind the door. "Oh" I packed and arranged my ponytail well. "I'm coming now." I grabbed my purse and walked out of the room.to meet the two hefty men, that were standing still. The look on their face were strong and the smile on one of them was hideous. He snapped out of the smiling, very fast. It was very strange. They looked focused on the way to where Mr Dorth-rak was sitting. He was a billionaire, as told by Orlan. He own a hospital and the Myar corp. Which was a multi-billion dollars company, owned by him. I was very privileged to meet him, a billionaire. I walked stylishly to him and occupied the stood beside the vacant seat, that was at the spot, ju

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I hope that after the opening day we will have so many investors that MAMA will be consolidated, and we will no longer need any X cent. — Good morning, Dalia. - greets Mr. X standing in front of the lecture hall. He turns towards me and lightly touches my arm. — Then I would like to talk to you in the office. —All right. - I respond with mild irritation that does not seem to affect you. —I look forward. - comments X with a slight smile.

He read the name written in bold out loud in question. Opening a new tab, he put his research skills to work. There were too many profiles that popped up under the name but one look at the brief information sent alongside their new mission, it was easy to find their next target. An old man who was in his late seventies popped up and Rod was not all too surprised about that.

However, one thing that I noticed about this individual was that he had many females lurking around him and they were all models. I knew that in the back of my mind, there is still this small voice stating that I could never beat a model when it comes to a man since they are paid for their looks whilst I'm not. However, I didn't get much time to think about this daunting idea that I still had as I was interrupted by my nan and a woman next to her who looked around the same age as my mother. "Nipotina dear, I would like you to meet Iris, she is the wife of Arron McKinley who you may know as the previous CEO of McKinley Enterprise." My Nan introduced this sweet lady to me, and I knew I recogni