Reno Sinclair Novels & Stories

The only sound is the doctors and nurses attending to those in here and I sigh. “We all didn’t realise what was going on.” I say just as we hear footsteps approaching. We turn to the door that opens and Sinclair is standing there. He’s shirtless, and covered in sweat, clearly having run from wherever he came. His eyes meet mine before he lowers his head. “I ask for forgiveness for everything I have done… I promise to serve you from this day forward.” He says, going down on one knee. ‘Now he bends the knee. I honestly don’t know what you saw in him.’ Evelyn adds.

I also contacted the Lawyers team of Sinclair enterprises, just in case. Kade called me back with the news that a 100 grand has been deposited into her account from an employee who works in the E&W cosmetics. The competition of Sinclair Enterprises in the cosmetics department. This is a typical rival tactic to tarnish the product's name. I have all the details, but I don't have the evidence to prove that the product is not responsible. No time to dwell on it because the interview is going to start in 30 minutes.

I scrolled to a contact I hadn't used in years and hit dial. "Reid." "Reid, it's Hunter Sinclair. I need you to look into something for me."

Ryan stood behind me, pacing like a caged wolf. “I have made grave mistakes,” Jonathan continued. “The death hoax, the manipulation—it ends now. I was a desperate man trying to protect this empire, but in doing so, I forgot what truly matters. Family. Elena, your inheritance has been restored. The Sinclair estate, the trust, your voting shares—yours again. All I ask is a meeting. A private one. No traps. No guards.” He smiled, wolfish. “You have my word.” I flinched as the screen cut to the Sinclair crest—clean, powerful, ruthless.

the coordinator laugh and his body shivers along the line. "So we are going to introduce a man that is fashionable, handsome has blue iced eyes, dark haired with a aura of dominance, he is well respected among people, his name is Adrian Sinclair the CEO of Sinclair enterprises, one of the fastest growing company in New York" he introduced me. Many people stood up to clap for me and I stood up bowing my head and then putting my hands on my chest trying to show respect to people. The coordinator came closer to us and he gave me the microphone.

Ezra growls, and I growl inwardly in return, silencing her and listening to the rest of what Ray tells me. In the cutthroat world of business, Sinclair Winchester is a ruthless force, feared and respected. His supposed ties to the underground add to his mystique, and his enemies disappear without a trace. He's cold and cruel when it comes to the affairs of his business. One mistake and it's over. Whatever that means. She goes on and on, chipping in little facts that she thinks will help me at work to relate with him better. I haven't told her of my small predicament. I've lost my job and Mr Winchester is playing a stupid game with me.

Richard Sinclair discovered evidence of this fraud through his own business dealings with Robert at the time. Ivy's hand had started to shake, the page trembling slightly as she turned it. ‘Rather than expose Robert, Richard agreed to help bury the evidence. In exchange, Robert agreed to back Sinclair Group financially for years afterwards, the foundation of the very credit relationship that would later trap Richard when Adrian Vance's family took over that financing. The two men sealed their arrangement, according to my understanding, with an additional condition neither ever spoke of publicly. The engagement between their children, Ivy Sinclair and Xavier Cross, would be broken, cleanly, w

“Eli Sinclair.” He smiled faintly. “That’s my name.” Raina grasped his hand. “Raina… Ahem, Mr. Sinclair, now that we’re formally introduced, could you do me a favor? Let’s start by helping this man up. His condition may be serious.” ***

He questioned, his thumb tracing my lips. "Uh?" I gasped and he chuckled, standing straight. He adjusted his suit and cleared his throat, moving backwards. "W...who are you?" I demanded, stuttering. He chuckled, brushing his fingers along his silk arm length black hair. "I'm Holland Sinclair, CEO of Indigenous Corp." My chest tightened, surprise washing over me. The infamous Holland Sinclair? The man rumoured to have murdered his father? "Why did you help me?" I asked, my brows furrowed.

Secondly; Sinclair's are always strong, they don't laugh too much which makes them cold to the others but deep inside they are very congenial. Thirdly; They never settle for less they stand on their two feet and bow for no one they are not afraid of anybody no matter who they are; Fourthly; A Sinclair must have the attributes of a leader as a Sinclair you must be brilliant smart and fearless and I can lead any of the Sinclair family in any branch. Sinclair’s has 5 companies and they are grouped into five different corporations. They are; The Skyline systems; owned by Rome Sinclair. The Stellar Sound Studios is owned by Rosalia Sinclair.