Secret Keeper X George Novels & Stories

Leo gritted out, his palms turning into fists under the table. An insider had spilled company secrets and successfully managed to plummet down their stocks and corner the Emerson Group with multiple competitors vying to take over the famous business empire. “Jackals. That is what they all are in this industry,” His grandfather and mentor would grumble and teach him all the tricks of the trade. God bless his kind soul in heaven, especially when his rotten son had spilled water all over his hardwork. "I don’t think anyone has a bid and the numbers as good as ours, Sir,” the efficient secretary honestly said.

he replied. Immediately the reporters were excited. Some continued to record, take notes, take pictures, and even talk to each other about it. Totally unexpected, that's what they've been saying since earlier. There, Mr. George smiled faintly. Feeling quite satisfied with what he had just done. This way, you will know who I really am, Louisa. This is only part of it, like a small step. But I'm sure, after this you will not refuse my orders again. After all, there's no secret you can hide from me. Including your relationship with the bodyguard. You'll see how I'm going to make your relationship hell. Then I could get back to working with the Caldor Family. Mr. George spoke confidently.

my friend shouted and smiled at me. "Thank you!" "Congratulations, Scarlet. Good luck on your journey!" one of my co-workers said. I was greeted by everyone except Anne's group, who smirked at me. Aira helped me pack my things. Then I went upstairs and went to the Executive Secretary's office. I saw that her things were gone. I put my things there and organized the set-up. "Ms. Hart." It was Mr. Berkshire's former secretary. I smiled at her and greeted her.

I had already cut off one of his ears, along with ripping off ten of his fingernails, severed both Achilles heels, a couple of stab wounds in specific locations that won’t allow the fucker to bleed out too quickly, and too many broken bones to count. Dickhead won’t be getting up and walking out of here, that’s for damn sure. “Less crying, more talking,” I bark, scraping the tip of the knife against his still-closed eyelid. He cringes away from the knife, tears bubbling out from beneath his lashes. “H-his name is, George. He’s the Councilman's driver, his trusted advisor, and one of the few people that has been let in on the s-secret workings of their operation. He's sort of a big deal to t-t

George looked out the window, "I don't have the recording you're talking about." "Brother, what are you hiding?" Karen pulled George over and scolded him, "I am your sister. Your father is my father as well. Why can't you tell me what you know? Besides, I know Kevin's men were definitely sure that you have the recordings, if not he wouldn't have told Kevin about it!" George bellowed, "Kevin this, Kevin that! You only talk about him. Do you even know, that he..." George was about to tell her that Kevin was their father's murderer, but seeing Karen's anxious expression, he stopped himself just in time.

“I thought it was right to let you know before anyone else did, so I came here first thing after confirming that the information was correct.” She was spitting out too much. My fist clenched, nails digging into my skin. God please, let it not be something terrible. Let it be something I could handle. Secretary Lee brought out a file, stretching it out to me. “Ethan Nikolai Cole. He's not a bodyguard. He's a…” “Spill!” I snapped, getting impatient. She sighed, the words rolling off her tongue. “He's an assassin.”

“Ladies and gentlemen, with the year ending and everyone in a festive mood, don’t you all fancy some explosive gossip? Watch closely. Let’s see how our so-called ‘upright and virtuous’ assistant manager secretly seduced Mr. Lane!” The crowd below had already grown restless. “We need this scoop! Hurry up and spill it! I frantically glanced at Zoran, who stood by the door. He was chatting with his fiancee with a fawning smile on his face. The next second, I received a message from Zoran. [Stop her now!] Winika ignored my protests and immediately started the slideshow. A shockingly explicit photo instantly filled the large screen. It showed a bunny girl in crotchless black stockings, kneeling o

Then, he said, “Do you know me, Dr. Calvo?” Dr. Calvo gives a soothing smile as he responded, “Who am I not to recognize the most elite, eligible bachelor and the most fine-looking son of the Chief Executive Officer of the Jackson Corporation? Of course I know you and it’s a great privilege to personally take good care of you Mr. Jackson.” Miguel chiseled chin moves up and down as he reprimands, “Aside from that two ladies, who else knows I’m here?” “Well, aside from my two staffs, that two ladies outside and your cousin, no one else knew you’re here Mr. Jackson!” Dr. Calvo answered reluctantly.

The Zeus Forest Works filed contained copies of invoices and work schedules, photos of trucks coming and going… Talen would know what it meant, but that would also mean being upfront with Talen. “F-k,” she groaned resting her forehead on her hands and digging her fingers into her hair. The Secret Keeper was exposing the secrets of Havermouth whilst keeping her own. That wouldn’t do at all. She would learn from her mistakes with the Triquetra and tell her vampire daddy the truth.

"But it was your secretary—" "Oh, right." His eyes, suddenly cold as knives, pinned me like I was vermin crawling out of a sewer. "I nearly forgot. Today's guests include titans of industry and renowned jewel designers. You wasted my secretary's time and prevented her from assisting me with our distinguished guests. That delay has harmed Buckley Group's interests." His next words struck like ice. "She's upset now. Go on—strip and dance for her, let her vent her anger." I choked on disbelief. Her mood? How was that my responsibility?