Seth Meyers Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Little one, are you sure about this? Although I haven't interacted with him much, I wouldn't say he's a bad person. When it comes to business, he's good at it and no one can rival him. In terms of personality or personal life, he has never been in any scandal, have never heard any about him unless he's too careful and no one has been able to dig anything about him. Taking this step is such a big decision. I know it's the right thing to do for the family but I don't think it's a good choice for you. Seth is such a sought bachelor among his peers and getting entangled with him will not make you have a peaceful life." "I know brother. I didn't say this but when I went to his company today, he

I needed no soothsayer to tell me that it was Frederic, I rushed down the stairs to meet him because I wanted to know why he was here and what he wanted. “Darcy Roselle Santino.” He mentioned my full name, laughing profusely. “You're here trying to get my son to marry you when you don't even know what's happening underneath you. Seth is planning to take over the whole state and he can't do that without you. He's not in love with you, he's using you to get what he wants.” He added as he sat down on the sofa, wearing a wide smile on his face. Is this some sort of joke? Tying to make me see Seth as a threat in my life. He succeeded in doing that the first time but not this time.

Damian's POV "It’s not a doctor. It’s a therapist," Seth says. "Your 11:00 AM was canceled. I decided to make an executive decision and fill the slot with something that might actually save your life." I turn on him, my hands balling into fists. "You’ve overstepped your boundaries by a mile, Seth. I am the CEO of Sterling Empire. I am not mentally unstable, and I certainly don't need a stranger dissecting my head two days before my wedding."

"And there's also a large group of experts who work for the Jensens. There's got to be hundreds of them. They've mobilized every expert they have! "We need to back away, Roxy. We mustn't have anything to do with Ashton. He's screwed now!" Seth, who'd been scowling the whole time while keeping his head down, abruptly burst into raucous laughter. "You're dead meat now, Ashton!" Struggling to his feet, he spat out some blood before fixing his bloodshot eyes on Ashton, his gaze burning with hatred. Hester's face turned deathly pale when she recognized the figures at the front. She cried out in panic, "Martha! That's Tybalt Jensen, Seth's grandpa! He's the pillar of the Jensen family and a legend

Still, a quiet thought keeps returning to my mind. Maybe there is still something worth fighting for between us. Maybe the love I still feel for him did not disappear as completely as I once believed. Greta turns toward me when she hears my question. “Oh, Miss Aurelia, good morning,” she says with a polite smile. “Mr. Seth left early this morning. He said he needed to go to the company for an urgent meeting.” Her answer confirms what I already suspected. Seth rarely stays away from work for long, especially when the company is dealing with a situation as complicated as the one surrounding the cancelled show and the investigation.

ATC Seth was led into the head doctor's office and his bodyguards stood by the door while he walked in. Damian and Kayla were already seated. "Why are you just contacting me an hour before the appointment?" He almost yelled. "Let's begin the test," Doctor Cyril said gently. They all returned back to Doc Cyril's office after they were done with the test. Damian was so nervous that his hands shook. "The result will be out in a week," Doc Cyril said, and he felt partly relieved. "I guess I didn't get to introduce myself. I'm billionaire Seth Nicole" Seth smiled at the doctor.

The way his eyes glinted was a clear indication that he recognized me and embarrassment made my stomach flutter as a result. Still grinning, Nick draped his arms around his shoulder. “Tasha, meet Seth, my friend. Seth, this lil beauty here is Tasha, the baby of the house.” Seth. How befitting. Only a Seth could manage to look so sinfully hot. Dressed in a sleeveless T-shirt and black, ripped, baggy jeans, he looked even sexier than he did last night. “Hi,” he said, offering me one slender arm. “Nice to meet you.”

“He was conscious but hypothermic—” My head spun. “Oh, my God.” “Princess.” Seth caught me before I fell to the floor. “He’s alive. His vitals are stable.” “He’s hypothermic. His vitals are not stable, Seth.” “They’re gonna take care of him. Once the storm is over, we are going to see him, okay? Calm down.” I sobbed in his arms. When I was in the U.S, Seth became my protector, my brother, my savior, my helper, and my anchor. He did that not only because it was his job. He left his family at home for me. And I never thanked him for that.

Everyone found his remark baffling. ‘He’ll never learn to show respect to him?’ The other alumni laughed and they found his reasoning to be rather foolish. However, Tiffany became excited as soon as Seth spoke. She forgot about Kai as she said in excitement, “Seth, are you willing to stand up at last? “Adrian, Seth has another identity. He’s known as one of the best fighters in Northrive. You’re going to get beaten up today. “Seth, teach him a lesson!” Tiffany said in an attempt to start an uproar.

They were poor working people and were so beneath myself and Seth. Just as I was about to go on another rant, Seth’s phone rang. I swear I will lose my shit, if it is Mayson calling him. I spy the caller ID and it’s Holden. Seth always answers on speaker, thankfully, because I have to know everything that is going on. “Hey Holden, what’s going on? How is Mayson’s dad doing?” I could feel the tension coming through the phone from Holden. “He’s going to be okay, Mayson had one of her attacks so I had to get her to the hospital. But I need to burn off some steam. Would you meet me at the gym so we can get in some boxing?” Why can’t Holden just go find some woman to screw instead of pulling Seth