Robi Studios Novels & Stories

Yet, I declined their offers without hesitation. I didn't want to interfere with their busy schedules, and to be honest, I preferred to be by myself. And since my in-laws were quite understanding, they didn't force the matter onto me. They instead decided to custom-build 008 for me. It finally dawned on me what Madeline had been referring to when she mentioned the hidden mode. I had never truly studied the robotics industry, but I was aware that there were robots on the market crafted specifically for single people. However, these types of robots were typically programmed to be fully immersed in a specific service function, only activating when the owner issued a command.

He crossed his legs and raised one of his eyebrows. "What the..." Miles paused, still surprised. Rob was still as handsome as always with his charming oval-shaped face, sharp jawline, a pair of black sparkling and charming, thick eyebrows, long natural eyelashes, broad chest and sexy biceps, and a perfect height of 6'1ft. "So..." Rob paused as he stood from the sofa and went to sit on the chair across from Miles. "Can I still be hired to be your assistant, boss?" Rob leaned forward with a sweet smile on his face.

Bradley's voice was so broken that I could feel it tugging at my heart strings while my wolf was howling in delight at the prospect of mating with Blake when we got the hell out of here so she was as good as useless right now. "I promise. Now tell me. What's their name?" I asked quickly. "Ni-Nicole Sto-tone."

But then he said something that made my stomach drop. “There’s a condition to this deal.” I frowned. “A condition?” “Yes,” he said, his expression unreadable. “I’m willing to move forward with the partnership, but only if you agree to it.” I didn’t like the sound of that. “What kind of condition?” Robert took his time answering, reaching for a folder on his desk and sliding it toward me. “Miller Tech is interested in a groundbreaking robotics project. But there’s one problem—we need a key component that only one company has developed successfully.”

"This is Little Robo. His older brother is head of the dance crew. He wanted to come in here and ask for permission to do a three-minute show a little later." Noah turned back to look at the guy in all black except for his red beanie and matching shoes. "Little Robo?" The guy's arms fell flat against his side then came up slowly and stopped sharply as his entire body went into a robotic motion, and then he froze pointing at Noah. "My brother is Robo." His hand snaked back toward him again in a vibrating motion. "He taught me everything I know." Before Noah could respond, Roni's voice practically chirped. "That is so cool. And you guys are gonna do a show here tonight?"

He let out in amazement. Finally putting the documents down, Liam also stepped out of the Bugatti, to see Rob was astonishing with the view of the multiversal studios building. After some time, the two of them made their way out of the parking lot, and entered the building. It was very busy as always, with office workers walking in the hallway, attending to their tasks. "Must be tough being the CEO of a big entertainment conglomerate, you must have a lot of pressure…. Because you're in charge and can't blame others when things go wrong." Rob said, as he looked around the hallway, it was as beautiful and opulence as he had expected.

"You've insulted Young Master Wei!! and still haven't realized your mistake, Mr. Robi!?" Robi's face turned pale then looked at Yusa, confirming something. "Young Master Wei?? What do you mean by Yusa is Young Master Wei??" Robi's throat seemed to be constricted when he asked this, then Kim threw Robi's collar so that the man took a few steps back and hit the chair behind him. ' Yes, he is Young Master Wei, director of Royal Corp. " Robi's heart almost jumped out of its seat because he didn't expect that the poor and dirty Yusa office boy he always insulted was the director of Royal Corp.

“Nope. He asked me to be patient.” She nodded, but her eyes lingered on me longer than usual. . . . That evening, Damon called me into his study. A file lay open on his desk — photos, notes, timestamps. “Rob’s last known location was Bushwick.” he said. “Used his card at a shady bar there. After that, nothing.” “Shady bar?” I asked. “Why would he go there?” Damon shrugged. “Maybe he was meeting someone. You know, having some fun. That place is known for its wild parties. Precisely secret sex parties,” he said with that dramatic effect.

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My eyes sweep over the place in an instant, guessing that there had been a rogue attack. I clench my fist. It was always like this, one attack after the other. It was only rogues that would attack a small, helpless village and leave it so lifeless. "Wait here," I instruct Ryker, stopping in front of a damaged door. I knock cautiously. There is no reply. The door creaks loudly as I push it open, leading into a small, dark room where a middle-aged lady sits on the couch, staring into the distance. "Excuse me," I dust my boots and rest my scythe on the door frame before stepping inside.