Novel & Cerita Mr Pride Vs Miss Prejudice

He sees her as a strong girl that her situation forced her to become a grown woman at such a young age. Furthermore, dad is being unreasonable pushing me to marry her instead of wasting my time dating useless trashy women. Molly is the prime president's daughter; I do not need her title nor connections when our family is listed as the richest family in all Europe. We have billions of billions and the president himself is one of our properties. In our world, you can buy anything with money... Power joins hands with money and they are a synonym to a single term, which is ‘Authority’.

Then, in unison, every device came alive again. One word glowed across every surface, painted in molten gold letters that seemed to pulse with life: PRIDE. Alessandro stared at it, disbelief shadowing his face. “What does it mean?” Elena’s chest rose and fell, her eyes brimming with tears. Matteo’s voice slid through her veins like liquid light. It’s what they stole from me. And now, I’ll take it back.

The doctors immediately sprang into action, bringing out various equipment to begin emergency treatment. Meanwhile, a young nurse, though frightened of Jaclyn's fury, still stammered, "B-But Ms. Prescott, you personally ordered us not to treat Mr. Shaw's parents unless he waited in line and paid the fees first. You said you needed to 'avoid any conflict of interest.' "The fee was only 2000 dollars, but Mr. Shaw, as your husband, had to request it from Mr. Williams, and Mr. Williams only gave him 20 dollars. That's what led to Mrs. Prescott's death."

6 million dollars. "You can ask the doctor. She is my twin and without proper treatment she will-" "You seem to think I care. What is it to me if she doesn't make it?" He gives her a genuine side glance. Mateo was appointed the Mafia prince title for a good reason. He knew what investments to make, how to double them and what missions to follow through with. Not once had he let down the organisation by making foolish mistakes. The fact that this girl seemed to think he would choose to make them now, rubbed him off the wrong way. He prefers not to take on things he won't benefit from and at this particular moment, he saw nothing gainable.

He united the locals under no time. “Scott, the Pirus leader, he’s still a young boy, isn’t he?” I asked Marvin. “That’s right. He just turned 18, I think. Caucasian.” Marvin says. “It’s surprising enough that a Caucasian boy runs a gang in America but what’s actually strange here is that he also gets some Black and Puerto Rican kids to accept his leadership. Fine example of racial harmony in the neighborhood but I wonder how long it will last.” “Why do you think that?” I asked on his personal little commentary at the end.

"Seriously, Belle. I can't believe how powerful Catherine's manipulating ability is." I heard Margareth say as they entered the restroom of the office. "I know right. If only Miss Gabriela knows that she's after her man, I'm sure that she'd wipe the floor with her." Belle answered with a slight giggle. I remained quiet inside the cubicle. I don't want any more drama, especially coming from these two. I waited for them to finish and go out before I opened the cubicle door.

Valentino asked. "Yes!" Alessandra exclaimed in response. "Valentino, how much did you spend on all of this?" Luke asked. "Don't worry about that, please. Just let her enjoy the day. You too." Valentino replied. Valentino went over to Alessandra and helped her wear the dress. Luke stood by as he watched Valentino dress Alessandra up. It was clear how happy Alessandra was and Luke can't deny that she really did look beautiful being dressed up like a princess. Luke sighed in defeat. He knew he could never give this kind of thing to Alessandra so he felt the need to put his pride aside.

“Christian, what if they don’t want to join you? I will only sit with nearly a hundred men that will only but want you dead. What happens when I step up? What happens to us?” “Princess, as I said, we need to convince them to join me. If they refuse, then you cannot go against them. They will lose respect for you, and this will cause the rest of the community to feel the same.” “But,” she hesitates for a brief moment. “If you step up, they still might not join you. In either way, they will still come for you.” I turn her around and find the worry that is reflected in her eyes, “What is it that you wish to do?”

Miles asked, noticing the conflict of interest. "Me and Amy would rather go to Howards instead." "Well, That means I'll go with Howards too. Majority wins?" Miles looked at Marco who was glaring at me. I don't know why he's being like this again but I'd love to tease him more. "Besides, The Howards has a very good reputation. I bet their CEO is the best." So I joined the conversation. "NO. We'll go to Galiviosa." Marco disagreed strongly. He clenched his jaw and his grip on his bag was getting tighter. Yet, I want him to get angrier.

I told Abe I would meet him at lunch and he hurried back to the war room. “Good morning, beautiful.” I called as I entered her room. Maggie was already here. “Oops. Good morning beautiful ladies.” We giggled like old times, then got down to the business at hand. I relayed to them my questions about the newcomers. Maggie was here looking for a way to stay busy and take her mind off her brother. They were both intrigued with my questions. “You know, I have heard rumors that one of the Pride’s in America can shift into many forms, not just wildcats,” she said.