Robby Keene Wattpad Novels & Stories

Jacob's point of view Three months have passed since Yenna came to live with me, her belly is already bulging, her hormones went crazy, and she is more sensitive, she cries about everything, and she does not want to be alone at any time, but you have to go to work, in the company things are very difficult, suddenly, there began to be a disappearance of money no matter how crazy it sounded, someone was making illicit moves, and above all they were being very difficult to decipher, in that sense I was going crazy, because now I was not Katherine's partner, but none other than Alan's, it was no secret to anyone that he was possibly the culprit of the embezzlement.

Robert checked his phone and discovered that his work had been saved. "We're screwed anyway; it won't help us. He has already been elected. He is unable to seek assistance from us." Robbin, like the others, is depressed. He talks like a pregnant man who is sick of life. "It isn't over until I say it is. Let us wait and see. I'll make Travis crawl over to me. Don't worry, I already had a plan, but I can't tell you what it was." Robert and Robin stare at Steven, but when he says he can't tell, their faces swell.

The young man chuckled, replying, "If I hand it over, then I'm a dead man. Might as well get something from it." Lana approached the young man and inquired about his name; he replied, "Rob." Lana responded, "Okay, Rob, what do you want?" Jessica clutched her aunt's arm, insisting they couldn't proceed. Lana murmured that if they were amiable, he might comply with their wishes. Jessica faced Rob and asked, "Alright, what do you want?" Rob, massaging his neck, requested a pack to live in. Both women looked at each other, puzzled, and asked, "Why?" As Rob began to answer, still looking down, a noise from upstairs interrupted them. Jessica questioned if someone was up there; Rob assured her it w

The huge metal wheezes open gracefully. "Who the fuck are you working for? Bill Gates?" He asks as he climbs out of the car, his eyes planted on the house. "His name is Kyle Robinson, but I call him Mr. Robinson." I say as Ty opens the trunk and we begin offloading. "Robinson? Never heard of him but he sure knows his work."

It would be like Bess to keep those in debt private from her other customers. I keep flipping and keep seeing more names. I begin to think that all these people cannot possibly owe money to Bess. “Wait a minute,” says Robert. “What was that name?” “Which one?” I ask. Robert tries to take the book from my hands but I reposition myself to ward him off. Luckily, he takes the hint. “Ryan McKey.” Robert says in disbelief. “Who is that?” I ask aloud, the name still not meaning anything to me.

I began hesitantly, "can you tell me more about my family and friends? I feel like there are so many gaps, so many things I don't know." He glanced at me, his expression cautious. "Of course. What do you want to know?" I took a deep breath, steeling myself. "Tell me about Nate. Who is he? And who is his mother if it's not me?" Rob's grip on the steering wheel tightened, his knuckles turning white. "Ariana, it's complicated." I instantly knew that Rob was hiding something but I needed to know. There was so much I did not know and at the rate I was going, I may never recover my memory. Remembering names and phrases could take forever. I wanted to know now!

ai. Ryan nodded as he helped Uea to a seat in the office. "I will get you a cup of water." "Wait here for me. I will be back." Ryan said as he rushed away. Uea watched his retreating back and shook his head. He wanted the plot to move faster! Honestly... he didn't write all these. Theo only met the main character at a party when the main character realized he had been duped by the busty white skirt lady at the office.

"No one can say anything for you. You can explain the so-called misunderstanding at the station." Dad's secretary stepped forward, calm and composed. "Officer, I'm the one who made the report. I'll come with you to give my statement." Meanwhile, Dad didn't even bother to look their way. He simply ordered his secretary, "Cooperate fully with the police. Make sure every piece of evidence is provided, and don't leave anything out." Under the stunned gaze of the crowd, Claire and Logan were handcuffed and led away. Caleb remained where he stood, his face smeared with snot and tears. He dared not throw another tantrum. He just stood there quietly like an abandoned child.

Kaitlyn pushed her chair back from the table and stood up, stretching. She was still wearing yesterday's clothes and felt beyond grubby. She'd also slept on the couch off and on, too focused on what she was doing to crawl into bed and conk out completely. She was still more angry than she remembered being since Ed told her she was fired but she had to admit Ryan McCabe had gotten a raw deal. The first thing she'd done was meticulously dig up everything written about his current problem. No wonder he was hiding out in a cottage in Ft. Myers Beach. Then she began tracing his history with women.

Layton waddled away, his unused baton still sheathed by his side—as useless as Lancelot without a stone to strike. Woods waited until they were alone before turning to Emily and saying, “You did well.” “I feel absolutely empty.” “I know. It’s never easy. Kids are the worst.” “Robby was raped.” Woods closed her eyes. “I suspected that might be the case. It’s—it’s not the first time I’ve come across this. But we still have a job to do.” “What’s going to happen when we report that Robby was infected two months ago and kept it a secret?”