Novel & Cerita Scary James Charles

His cheeks were flushed red since they discussed how young a Charisa Davis was. "You will have to tell us tomorrow how the seventeen year old teenager feels, bro!" James teased, nudging Skandar's shoulder. If James’ behaviour was like that, Skandar might think James assumed him getting golden ticket if Skandar had a so young wife as Charisa. "Your mind is so dirty, James!" "Did you mean to ask me for representing you?" replied James hopefully. "Don’t hope it!" pushed a Skandar Hemingway directly, his wife was only for him.

“You’re the one locked up but you’re worried about Sienna? She’s unharmed, don’t worry. I just managed to swipe her phone.” I recognized the voice instantly but I didn’t want to believe it. There were grades to being evil and I refused to believe that he could do this. He was probably just trying to scare me. I knew he was crazy but not this crazy. “Alright then, you’ve scared me, you can let me go now. I’ve taken your threat to heart. Untie me and let this end.” The door opened and Charles walked in. “Who ever said that this was to scare you?”

I have this rare opportunity to meet him before he’s whisked away. I made sure to explain my theory about Charles and why I suspect he might be behind all the chaos, even though he’s behind bars. Despite his incarceration, he has a network of people around Chicago who could still be working for him. Plus, his younger brother, James Smirnov, is absolutely furious with both Richie and me. It’s clear he harbors a strong hatred toward us, which I believe stems from the fact that Charles ended up in jail because of my actions and because of the death of his older brother, which was caused by Calista, who is related to Richie.

He took off his suit and put it on the hanger by the side of the door, then rolled up his sleeves before sitting on his chair. “Please have your seat.” Rowan gestured towards the chair opposite him. Charles sat down gingerly, his heart pounding heavily in fear. As he had only ever been in Rowan presence once while he was being hired, this time was different as he didn’t have any idea on what was happening. “Have you heard of PJ Brand?” Rowan asked. “Yes, I have.” Charles replied. “What do you think of them?” “I think they’re doing pretty well, but I don’t think they’re necessarily clean.” Charles said truthfully.

“To continue our war against John Edison before everything collapses.” He ended the call abruptly. The phone barely left his hand before he dialed another number. Shawn McCart answered on the second ring. “Yes?” “Are you watching the news right now?” James demanded. “Yes.” A tense silence followed. James exhaled slowly. “Charles has just declared war.” “I know,” Shawn replied grimly. “We need him gone tonight.” James didn’t hesitate. “Send Star’s replacement.” “Who?” “Harper Jones.” The line went quiet. Then Shawn answered.

And Father he will kill me. Oh, God! What have I done? "What happened darling? Are you feeling nervous?" I heard Charles' voice from behind and when I swirled around I found him standing right behind me. "Yo," He raised his hand with a 1000-bolt smile. "Yo, I'm not just feeling nervous but scared too. What if I lose?" My shoulders fell and I made a crying face.

I said, trying to convince myself more than I was supposed to do to him. "Charles just gave me an order to eliminate you, so I need you to delete the thought of seeing yourself as a family," he freely said. If it were to be any other person, I would have pleaded for my life but unfortunately for me, it was James. He was quite notorious for being violent and hard hearted. A person who gained such personality from a very young age can not easily change. He finally made me see the truth, and that truth was that none of them cared for me.

He was having a vacation with Veronica as a result of their business success. 12 years old Charles called his father and after pestering James who didn't pick up, James switched off his phone. Charles was helpless as he couldn't force Teresa to go to the hospital. If he was as strong as he was now, he would have carried her forcefully. Veronica Jackson took advantage of James' love for her and turned him against his mother worried that Teresa would reveal her true colours. She would fake tears and insist that his mother hated her and James would pacify and promise to not let Teresa brake them. Charles who his parents abandoned with Teresa, watched his grandmother die slowly as her little fev

My face showed nothing but a smirk which was difficult for me to wash away, and I felt pretty embarrassed about it. As I turned my head to see if Charles was coming down, my eyes got stuck at him when I saw him talking to James. He was looking extremely irresistible in a black Armani suit and magnificent shoes the brand of which was very hard for me to guess. I couldn’t believe it one more time that I was living with such a desirable man. Who was not only handsome but also super sexy and well-settled.

I took a shaky breath, trying to regain control. "I'm scared, Charles. I'm scared of what's happening. I'm scared of Nathan, if he's really behind this. I'm scared of James Wei. And sometimes… sometimes, I'm even scared of you." The admission hung between us, raw and undeniable. He winced, a flicker of genuine hurt crossing his features before being quickly suppressed. He started to take a step towards me, his hand outstretched, then stopped abruptly, his face contorting in a spasm of pain. He pressed his hand to his ribs, his good arm supporting the one in the sling, his breath hissing through his teeth.