Regretevator Dr Retro Novels & Stories

The towel was already soaked, and he could not stitch it up until he discovered what it was exactly. He went and got a bucket of purified water and two towels. With the first towel, he started to clean her wound area. Being careful enough not to get the wound wet. She was losing blood, and he really hoped that any moment now, the prescription would be ready. When he was finished, he put the dry towel over the wound as he observed her. She was getting pale, clearly from blood loss. "Any moment now," he muttered as he stared at the machine that was at 68 percent.

Taking their most precious valuables, titles, and property will be the beginning of my cruelty. “How about this, Father? Demote Evangeline from the position of vice president at our company and withdraw Cassandra’s license as a gallery owner. That way, they won’t have the power they think they have,” I say, thinking of numerous things I would do to step on their toes just like they did to me in the past. “Effective immediately,” Dad approves. “In that case, I will retire to my room. Alpha Alaric, let’s have lunch tomorrow. Goodnight.” I push my chair back and take my leave.

“Alright, I think we should cut to the chase as you might be very busy in your office and so am I..” Ivy muttered, feeling cringed at the intermittent gaping from this young man she considered too handsome. “Yes yes, you're very correct. I have another business meeting with the Reyes in a few minutes” he muttered and Ivy’s eyes opened wide. He could’ve sent someone to her and prepared for Reyes instead. Reyes Group was the second richest company in California after X&Y bags, while M&C came third. Why did Carl choose to come to negotiate with her in person?

“I think you remember well enough, Anderson.” Anderson’s mind raced, snippets of their drunken escapade coming back in jarring flashes. He remembered Agnes’s touch, her persistent advances, and his own desperate need to forget the pain of losing Wanda. But the specifics were lost in the blur of alcohol and regret. He ran a hand through his tousled hair, frustration bubbling up inside him. “Agnes, this…” he started, his tone wavering between anger and confusion. “This was a mistake. A big fucking mistake.”

All the pictures and videos were posted by Anna with the caption, “ If he is yours, he will find his way back to you.” Tears feel out of my eyes as I kept scrolling though the pictures. I was focused on Marcus. He had a dazzling smile on his face. He looked genuinely happy. That was a smile that I haven't seen in a very long time. He didn't even smile for our wedding photo yet for Anna, his eyes were sparkling through the shot. My heart couldn't take it anymore. I threw the phone at the wall in a fit of rage.

“This same stuff from earlier that made me heal so fast?” I nodded, leaning back. “It’s a Russian tonic called Yrves. Very rare. One dose, and it works miracles.” She turned the vial in her hand, her brow furrowing. “How rare are we talking?” “Rare enough,” I said, keeping my voice casual. She didn’t need to know it was the only vial left on earth, the last of a formula I’d forcefully stolen from the maker himself. I’d given it to her without a second thought, and I wasn’t sure why. Maybe because she’d earned it, taking a bullet for that useless prince. Maybe because she was mine now, and I protected what was mine.

But for the first time, I saw the slight tremor in his hand as he closed his laptop. ​He wasn't protecting his Legacy. He was terrified of it.

he suggests and this guy actually buys it. “We will record, Happy?” “Good. You are smart Draco, very smart.” Carl is finished and making it really hard for me to suppress my laughter. It will be evening and even tomorrow by the time we all finish recording our last words. That depends on how long Xylon takes with his, which I bet will be very long and epic. “Dearest, Mother,” Xylon starts again and blinks his eyes repeatedly. “Do I look sad like this, or should I bring in the tears?”

" My eyes flew open to see Sophia standing before me, still alive and breathing. She was wearing an elegant long dress and had her hair pulled up in a high ponytail, radiating youthful energy. Even so, her eyes were unable to hide their contempt. The Sophia from my future was mature, cold, and unapproachable, but this version of her was bright and spirited, still carrying a touch of liveliness. A lump formed in my throat when I laid my eyes on her. The time machine had indeed brought me back to the past, but unfortunately, it seemed to have malfunctioned. Instead of returning to when we first met, I had arrived thirteen years in the past, on the day Sophia and I were about to be married. Tha

“Lois, what is this?” “You won’t believe what I am about to tell you.” “Well, there is an obvious compulsion to believe whatever you say now that you are here,” I said with a snort. He sneered at me. “I am not joking. Dame Gruett had the new products sent to the store mixed up with the old products and now they have been delivered to the clients who have been very clear on the low sales of the old products. It would have been fair if there had been a good customer service response to their complaints. Instead, your crazy mate had them insulted and now they are asking for the goods to be returned to us and a lawsuit against us for poor services.”