Romans & histoires Robert Eugene Otto

Ethan 'Don't look at me. I will come to you.' Otto's voice filled my head as I tried to maintain eye contact with the Alpha of Lycenna. I nodded, once, in response to Otto, who I knew was looking right at us. Otto had been one of my best and most loyal warriors. He had also been a friend, someone who Rosalie and I had loved dearly. Otto had been a large part of our lives when Maeve and Rowan were young. He had asked to be part of the expedition team, and I had let him. I blamed myself for what I believed was his death.

“Yes, but that day he would’ve been too weak. Of course, the feds overruled the theory as they chalked it up to adrenaline in the moment, but I agree. The elevator didn’t work, which means Otto would have trekked up ten flights of stairs—with his gun case and equipment—and then took the shots. In my eyes, not plausible to do both, even if he took his time.” “And they haven’t found the accomplice?” “No. I’m looking into his past—and family. Records are scarce as he’s from a small Finnish town on the Russian border.” “And we still don’t know who hired him?” “I mentioned the Sri Lankan connection to the retired agent, and he said that the last wire transfers to Otto’s account came from Colombo.

He plays the footage from the camera flash he got from the lab. We carefully watch everything in the video. Alpha Tate’s wolf wasn’t comfortable seeing it again, he’s growling and radiating anger energy from his body, but we had to watch it. It’s the only way to know who these scientists are. “There.” He points at the screen. Oliver pauses the video, taking it back a little and stops at the face of one of the doctors. “Isn’t that Justin’s father?” Oliver asks, staring at the screen intensely. He does look exactly like Justin though.

Just then, a raging Otto shoved guards aside till he was in front of us. “So this was your plan?” he raged, stretching his limbs as his broken bones popped back into place with a sharp crack. “I thought you were honorable. Never thought you could stoop this low,” he added. I raised a brow, confused. “It’s a bit funny hearing the word honor from you,” Robin said, taking a step forward.

she clasped her hands together and leaned on the counter once again. The situation seemed rather uncomfortable for Ava that she nudged her sister on the elbow. Nevertheless, Asha was adamant and continued with her question. “What do your parents do?” The question came so suddenly to Otto that he chuckled softly. He was confused and amused by the lady in front of him. Just why the hell does she want to know all this? After a few seconds of staying quiet and contemplating whether to tell her or not, Otto adjusted his medicated glass once again and began in a confident voice before, “My father is a medical practitioner, a surgeon to be specific, and my mother...”

Her had added with a bright smile as if he was reminiscing of what he had just said. “Hmmm, that’s good. Well, you should clear the table after eating. Let me take a smoke…” uncle Bob stretched, pushing the chair backwards and then stood on his feet. “I understand you both were glad to see each other again after a while but you shouldn’t let yourself get that wasted next time, Eleanor. The world is dangerous out there, right?”

What really makes Otis dissatisfied is that Robert is only a junior in his eyes, and he even wants to do it all to share his share. Previously, he made a mistake in promising Robert to be the army chief. Before the appointment of the army chief, Otis, and President Enoch had a dispute. In the end, both sides took a step back before deciding on Robert. Otis thought that Robert was young and stayed in Gand all year round, and Commander Elmer was sick in bed again. Sooner or later, the Sheng Department would be controlled by Robert’s uncle Corbin. Even if he, Robert, became the chief executive, he would still be an empty shelf in name only.

I always answered him, no matter how chaotic my desk was, so I asked her to put him through. "Otávio, my friend! How are you? You still owe me a round of golf." I answered Otávio happily. Otávio was a friend of my father's and had become a great friend to me. When I took over the company, it was OtávioLascuran's advice that guided me in the business world and kept me from sinking. I was only eighteen and just starting college. "I'm fine, son. I'll go to Porto Paraíso soon and we'll play that round of golf." He laughed. He was a very polite man and always in a good mood. Unlike my father, he was an exemplary husband.

It's really her, He's finally seeing her after so many years,, The claps brought him back to reality,Kevin just ended the presentation and he sat down "I am so impressed honestly" Mr Otto said and adjusted his glasses while everyone was silent "I am so happy to tell you that,,,I would like to work with both companies,,I can't choose" Mr Otto said and Sofia's eyes widened "Oh my goodness!" She covered her mouth with her palm She have been nervous all these while and she just couldn't believe this "Thank you so much Mr Otto" Mr Leo shook hands with him "Thank you,,I'm so looking forward to working with you" Sofia said and they both shook hands

Surely- this was my Uncle Caleb, Dad, and Uncle Fred's brother. "That's me. Who do I owe the pleasure to?" I reply, making him chuckle. "Right. Let me introduce myself. The name is Caleb. Caleb Knight, I'm the owner of Knight's Enterprise and the father of Andrew Knight. It's come to my attention that you are the man of the night." he says smiling, extending his arm for me to shake. I shake firmly, making his smile widen. "It's a pleasure, sir," I say, playing it off. Does he really not know we are related? Or could he be trying to pull my leg? Either way, I have a feeling I need to be careful with him.