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He positioned himself in a forward stance. I smiled and readied myself. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Ethan’s POV "Boss E.T." I saw my former assistant, Edmund, running towards me. He has a big box in his hands. "Edmund. Your timing is perfect. We have a meeting in thirty minutes." I said and noticed that the box was a cake box. "Wait, are we celebrating something?" I asked. He beamed at me and nodded his head. "We got the hotel and casino project! It's our third biggest project, Boss. We need to celebrate!" He happily said.

and he could find the Loop hole in his company. And then it would be easy to degrade David position... And this time everything was in favour of Edward and everyone wanted this project combinedly... But David assumed something and smiled looking at Edward... Everyone left the meeting room except David , butler Dexter and Edward.... Edward went near him and forwarded his hands for handshake... David gladly took it and shook their hands... " It's good to do a project together.. I am also happy that you got ready for the proposal.... so I will come here daily to check upon the progress.." Edward said...

He says introducing us. "Sofía? Jamie's Sofía." She asks referring to my dad. Noah's dad Jose and my dad are childhood friends. "Yeah." Noah says. "How're you?" She asks. "You look like your mom and also your dad." She adds. "I'm fine, thank you." I say. "Mom we really have to finish a project." Noah says and we start walking up the stairs again. "Okay honey, do you want something to eat atleast." She asks. "No we ate already." Noah says.

Adrian’s posture was relaxed, his usual guarded demeanor noticeably absent. “Your father was just telling me about the new community center he’s working on,” Adrian said as Sophia entered. “It’s been a slow process,” Edward admitted, “but we’re getting there. We’re determined to make it happen.” Adrian nodded thoughtfully. “If you’d allow me, I’d like to contribute. A project like that deserves the support it needs to succeed.” Edward blinked in surprise. “That’s... incredibly generous of you, Adrian. We’d be honored.”

“Thank you, Eden. I didn’t know you were going to come. I would have gotten VIP tickets for you.” “Never mind.” I almost forgot Rowan was a big time esports player. Eden disengaged from the hug with Rowan and turned to me with a smile. “Ezran Banks? You truly live up to the rumours about being a handsome recluse.” Oh, he has heard about me too. “Hello Eden. Thank you for the vote of confidence.” “Oh, that?” he chuckled. “Just represent us well and come back for your portfolio. It’ll look good on you.”

Too many responsibilities. Tea looked up at the scorching sun, squinting to look at the clouds. She listened to the birdsong that charmingly danced against her eardrums. She wiped the sweat off her perspiring forehead then rubbed it on her dirty, muddy vest which covered only her chest. She walked towards the corner of the still dirty floor and left the broom there, already weary from her hard work. The half-finished roof sheltered her from the heat and brought with it a refreshing coolness that satiated her body’s rising temperature. Her bright green eyes fluttered before coming to a stop at the curve of her cheek. And sleep came like a hunter closing on its prey. She dreamed. And when her

This was supposed to be a group project, but Eden seemed to be doing everything on his own. "Sorry, but can I see what you're writing?" I asked, feeling a familiar sense of apology rising up within me. Eden's gaze didn't waver from the paper. "Why?" he asked curtly, his voice devoid of emotion. I swallowed hard, trying to explain. "Cause I'm your partner, I think it's right for me to know what you're writing. I also want to contribute too. You know? Teamwork." Eden's response was dismissive. "Don't worry, you won't fail. I know what I'm doing."

"And one more thing, we're losing a huge amount of money because of this. I'm sorry, Philip, I really am. I know you trusted your company to me but I let you down. I'm a failure." "You did your job, Ford, stop blaming yourself," Philip said. "I'll be there in a few; we have to fix this though." And then he hanged up as he left his study and made his way to his car. He just texted his wife that he had to go back to his office to fix a few things and promised that he'll be back in no time. And with that, he quickly made his way to his office. - "Mister Edwards, there's somebody who wants to talk to you?" Philip's head shot up as he heard what Elijah just told him. It made him wonder who could

If I was prone to envy I'd want her hair, but I'll deal with mine thank you very much, though it takes the stylist forever to straighten it whenever I'm in the mood. Anyway, now you know a little bit about me on to the meat of the story. Well, as if my life isn't hell on earth as it is, what with the asstards that I have to deal with, like the Mandy Taylors of the world and her little henchmen, now they're bringing a hotshot football star here this semester. The Eden High community has been in an uproar for the past few days since the news broke that Jared Claiborne was coming here.

Edward stated, his voice seeming low. If I didn't know him, I would think he was disappointed. "Thanks, man," I said. "Don't thank me yet. We have a billion-dollar project to work on, get her back first, and then you can thank me." He muttered. I smiled, grabbing the file from him. We both worked on it till it was past the closing time of my company. Edward yawned tiredly, rubbing his eyes. "Let's finish this later," I muttered, packing up.