See You Again Never Mr. Lawson Novels & Stories

"I'm done listening. Leave. I don't want to see you again." But Bradley stepped closer, eyes locked on mine. "What did he mean by 'losing another baby' last night?"

I can see his internal struggle of the past and the future. “You just took charge, didn’t you?” Lawler asks me as he begins laughing. “Well, when you slumped to the floor like a sack of potatoes, someone had to do it.” I poke fun back at him. “That would be true.” He announces as he watches Theo take his seat where he was before. “What did I miss?” He asks as a roar and banging sounds at the door. “They can’t get in.” He reassures me. “They have been doing that. I just tune it out. I know I am safe here.” I smile back and push his cup to his mouth.

Chase touched his nose before turning to leave. … Quinn walked to the reception desk of La Fleur and asked, “Hello, I’m Quinn Norris, CEO of Blizzard Group. Is Miss Lawson free?” She needed Sandy to make arrangements if she wanted to meet the mysterious Mr. Collins. The receptionist shook her head and said, “I’m sorry, Miss Lawson is attending to her superior now, so she doesn’t have time.” Attending to her superior? Was it Mr. Collins? Quinn was even more excited now.

Lawson. "Hey, slow down, melanin," he said, his tone sharp. "I don’t love you, and frankly, I’m not interested in your theatrics. Three of you. In my office. Now." My face went hot with embarrassment as Arden and Ethan burst into laughter, clearly delighted by my humiliation. I clenched my fists, my earlier confidence evaporating. So the voice wasn’t Arden’s after all. I’d made a complete fool of myself in front of Mr. Lawson, and the weight of my stupidity hit me like a brick.

He buttoned his suit, stepping toward the witness stand where a middle-aged man with a nervous look sat. "State your name for the court," Richard said. "Henry Lawson," the man answered, his voice shaky. Richard nodded. "Mr. Lawson, you were present the night John Evans and Ethan Blake were shot, correct?" "Ye…yes, sir." "Tell the court what you saw."

"I never want to see your face again." ****

"Mr. Lawson, I need you to confirm the identity. Is this Camila Miller?" Lawson didn't nod, couldn't respond; he just stood there staring at the body like it was a nightmare, one he couldn't wake up from. "Sir?" He couldn't accept the cruel reality, so without a word, he turned around and walked away, leaving the attendant speechless.

"I've been thinking, our love story turned tragic because we met at the wrong time. If we start from scratch, everything will be better. Now, I'm going to chase after you again as your classmate. With all my heart, I'm asking for another chance." I rolled my eyes. "You're nuts." "I won't give up!" Charles yelled from behind me. … The next day, before class, I noticed that my classmates in the hallway were acting weird. They were whispering to each other. I asked one of them, "What's going on?" The classmate gave me a serious look, seemed to hesitate, and then said, "Just go check out the big classroom." I had a sinking feeling and quickly got in touch with Brandon. I hurried to the big class

Team A's Sweetheart: "Friends, I went to the secretariat to sniff around. They said Mr. Lawson Senior is coming. They're already cleaning up his office, which hasn't been used in ages! Plus, the board of directors meeting was only announced in the middle of the night yesterday. There must be something wrong!" Lawson Lapdog: "The news isn't true, is it? My other group chats say that Mr. Lawson has died! I think it's impossible… We were all just remarking on how Mr. Lawson looks like a top alpha male. That figure! Those features! He's definitely the pinnacle of genetic evolution. How could he just die?"