Second Lead Mga Nobela at Kwento

grandma put her hand on her ears trying to cover it to prevent the harsh sound and said, " Lily, go and see through the balcony, who is trying to break something. " Lily went to the balcony. She saw the tall-high building, very luxurious one on the left side of her house was being repaired and painted. " It's already so beautiful. Is there any need of repairing and painting it? "Lily entered the room mumbling. "That beautiful building is being repaired. " Lily told her grandma. " Yeah, someone purchased that luxurious house. "an old man entered house and told them. He was Mr. Harrison, grandpa of Parth and Lily.

With her amnesia, she didn’t know what she did just yet, so Janny had to give her a short version of what she did along with a mini organisational chart of the department they worked at. “Jack Shi is your reporting supervisor and boss. You act as his assistant. I report to Janice Shi, his sister. But currently, both are abroad for a family function. So you can rest with the fact that there won’t be much for you to do at the moment.. Ah, I spoke too soon. Here comes our next assignment.”

And there was no one to help them kill. “She was the first woman to lead such a powerful mafia congregation.” Her head arose to stare at me as if she was telling me a great history. “She was powerful.” I shook my head at my mother who now had the biggest smile on her face. Far from the expression she entered my room with. Where was the guilty look? I wondered. I looked on in disbelief. “You are happy that a woman is leading the killing of lives?” “You are incredulous!” “It wasn't her fault,” she attempted to hold my hand but I shook it away.

“Nothing. Just checking if my girl is still strong enough.” We resume our quiet walk, the night stretching around us like an unspoken promise. Then he says the words that send a jolt of adrenaline through me. “I think I have a lead.” Hope slithers into my spine like a live wire. My grandfather’s leads were always impeccable. We had almost caught Lisa thanks to his last tip, the only problem being that we had arrived too late.

I stood there, a glorified prop, forced to maintain an expression of absolute sportsmanship while the camera drones hovered inches from my face, searching for a single crack in my composure. "The second event protocol is printing now," Riot muttered, stepping into the leadership zone behind me, his breath still ragged from his own heat. He didn't look at the Jumbotron. Instead, he kept his eyes on his tablet, his face grim. "It's the tactical strength pull. Heavy sleds, shared lines. They're pairing the top tier anchors with the secondary leadership." I swallowed the dry lump in my throat, my jaw aching from how hard I was clenching it. "Who am I paired with?"

“And one for you. A present, and a sorry. That’s why it’s bigger. It’s two in one.” “Two in one?” I repeat and she nods. I open the box with clammy fingers, surprised at how fucking excited I am. And I should be. I really should be. The glassware inside the box is no auction piece, but it doesn’t matter. It’s beautiful and stylish with perfectly coloured flecks of aqua and green. I stare at Kennedy and he’s staring at me, and I knew it. I was fucking right about everything. I was right about trusting her with money and timekeeping, I was right about how a little discipline would help her feel loved.

“And us?” “We lead the second group,” I said. “If the first doesn’t reach her in time, we’ll be right behind them.”

Alyssa suddenly lifted her head, and a desperate glimmer of hope lit up in her eyes. "Dr. Ortega said there's still a chance! We can go overseas. We'll find the best doctors and use the best medicine! Money isn't a problem. The Salazars have plenty of it! "Jordan, I'm begging you. Give us one more chance. Let us make it up to you, okay?" Make it up to me? I opened my eyes and looked at her. "How are you going to make it up to me? With money? Or with the family affection that's ten years overdue?"

“Okay, Dad.” “If something happens to me, if I don’t make it home, you are the Alpha heir. No one takes this pack from you, do you hear me? If I’m gone, you are the pack’s Alpha, you and Ramon. The two of you will have to take your place and step up. You may have to fight for your position. I know you’re young and still have a lot to learn but you are next in line to lead this pack, son. I’m counting on you to lead them while I’m gone and to protect your mother and your unborn sister.”

With that one sentence, my status was once again pushed to the very bottom. A few spectators eager for drama had practically pulled out buckets of popcorn at that point. "Seems like Stewart's the winner here, huh?" Oh, so she was worried about her true love. You know what? Fine. I took the glass of wine and drained the harsh liquor in one go. After finishing it, I paused for a moment to recover. Seeing my expression, the people around assumed I was devastated. In reality, I was overjoyed. The more Evie cared about Stewart, the faster I could make a slip for it.