Mr Unchained Mga Nobela at Kwento

Moreover due to the generosity of my mother; she kept blabbering about thanking Mr Jensen, so maybe I need to thank Mr Jensen for making my life a hell then also being the one to alleviate my mess. The night became a struggle for me, I could not sleep after trying and struggling on the bed with different positions I gave up. My mind went to that man who was having a heated argument with Mr Blake Jensen. Why that man was shouting at him? And above all Mr-I-Own-Everything was very anxious ahead of that man. My profound brain was telling me that man must be very powerful to make Mr Jensen anxious and angry. Maybe he is not the man that he shows to a whole country or better be called the world!

Inner Devil: 'Look at this manager. His hairline’s retreating faster than his customer service.' Inner Devil 2: 'Someone get this man a helmet. He just poked a dragon with a toothpick.' “You’re standing on the edge of unemployment,” Kenneth said, voice low and icy. “I paid half a million dollars for this honeymoon, and this is the service you’re proud of? Keep talking and you’ll be demoted so fast you’ll be unclogging sewage lines with a plastic fork. And that’s if I’m feeling merciful.”