Novel & Cerita Mr Whisper

After Diana finished speaking, he didn't hear any response for a long time. He couldn't help but glance in the rearview mirror, only to see that the man's eyes were slightly dazed, and there was no expression on his face, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking. Diana pursed his lips, does Mr. really care about Mrs. now? But it was a matter of human life, he couldn't help but say again: "Sir, Madam she"

The huge golden doors to the restaurant swung open as the security man waved the security card, “welcome Sir.” I nodded a response, getting inside I saw Mr White piping a cigar at a secluded table. “Welcome sir, Mr White is waiting for you.” A well dressed waiter said and lead me up to the table. Mr White puffed a huge ball of smoke, smiling. “Welcome, you are quite late.” I took my seat, “I'm sorry about that, I got lost in work and didn't check the time.” He nodded in understanding, “I understand, running a billion dollar company is hard. It takes a lot of resilience, a lot of sacrifice and hard work. You're Dad did a good job in bringing you up as a fine young man.”

Elodie heard the unmistakable sound of a woman’s voice. “What? How are you here?” She heard him ask. He sounded excited to see her, more excited than she had ever seen him. “I don’t know, I got back into the country and I thought I should see you. We have a lot to talk about” The voice said. What the fuck is going on? Elodie thought to herself, approaching slowly. He was yet to notice her presence. “You… I have missed you so terribly” Henry sighed. Elodie’s eyes widened at his heartfelt admission and before she could make her presence known, she watched Henry draw the woman into the house, wrap his arms around her and kissed her square on the lips

Mr And Mrs Williams are a successful business couple who owns the biggest company known as W/R in the city of Korea and branches all over the some counties in the world. Mr. Williams is an American man, but he was born in Korea, he grew up and owns a company there, though he decided to reside in New York City. His company deals in technology. While Mrs. Williams owns a fashion opera and organizes shows for international models and artists. This made anybody want to be friends with them, but they had no time for friendship. Mr Williams trusts only one man who manages his business as his personal assistant. Sophia came into their life after ten years of marriage. This situation almost led to t

I tell Ric and he excuses himself to talk to his secretary. Suspiciously, I slide the answer icon and I bring the phone to my ears. "Joanna Williams speaking, how may I help you?" "Good morning, Miss Williams." A soft female voice speaks from the other end. "I am Mercy the founder of Women's right association. WRA is an organisation that works to help women that are in abusive marriages and I am reaching out because a friend of mine told me that you might need our help." I stay silent for a long second trying to make out what she just told me.

“H-Hello? Miss C-Cassia,” Amir greeted with a forced smile. Amir couldn’t help but curse himself inwardly. He never thought he’d cross paths again with the woman he once spent time with in the past. “Are you okay, Amir?” Sofia asked, her brows furrowed. Sofia assumed Amir was merely shy around Cassia, given her strong and commanding aura. Her hand remained entwined around the muscular arm of her boyfriend. She turned her gaze behind her when she suddenly heard the familiar baritone voice of a man.

Surely I was seeing things. Was his cocky attitude haunting me now? I shook my head hard but it didn't erase the fact that Art Wilson was one of my professors? How on earth was he professor? He was only 28. His eyes lingered on me for a second longer before he continued his lecture. His words mumbled into gibberish as all I could scream in my head was no...no...no. I collected my things, and sprinted out of that class, not caring about the murmurs it stirred. I was probably deaf until I drove out of the campus.

I wasn’t interested in fangirling over my childhood bully. “Miss Allen, may I ask what you’re talking about for the past 10 minutes with miss Haynes?” Our teacher Mrs Smith mentally sending daggers to Ginger. She was furious. Her face reddened with anger and the red dress she was wearing wasn’t even helping either. I looked at Ginger and saw her face lose all colour. Come on Ginger make up some excuse. “uh..” great, she’s dead. “hmm, I’m waiting.” Ginger shifted in her seat. She looked like she wanted to pee herself.

I said and copied the phone number from Maya’s phone and left with Silver. ********** A few minutes later, we pulled up in front of Mason’s house. My number one hacker and tracker. He was the best. We both went in and saw him with a girl who stood up from his lap and excused herself to give us some privacy. “Are you sure this guy knows his work?” Silver whispered into my ear doubtfully. “One hundred percent,” I mumbled, and he nodded. “Good morning, Mr. Taylor. It’s an honor to have you in my house,” Mason greeted and dramatically bowed to me, making me roll my eyes and chuckle before he greeted Silver.

He hadn’t really had time to remember their faces back then and he doubted that had changed. “And finally, we have the west wing team. They’re ones responsible for your rooms, of course. Miss Green, Miss Cameron, Miss Banks, Miss Humphrey and the latest addition to our staff Miss Smith,” Mrs Patterson introduced, sounding every bit proud of her ability to hire the best and overseeing the household.