Starr Carter Novels & Stories

Probably because the contrast in Clair Comfrey's attitude was too great, Manager Alex was so moved that he was about to cry, "Kelvin, you are too close to the people, and you are too down-to-earth." When Kelvin Lansrode finally wiped his clothes, Mr. Carter coughed lightly and asked, "You said just now, who is your boss?" "She." Kelvin Lansrode pointed at Arielle seriously. Arielle reached out to President Carter, "Hello, President Carter, I'm Arielle." President Carter stretched out his hand and shook hands with Arielle, but he still felt a fantasy in his heart. What kind of hallucination did he have? He subconsciously asked, "Miss how old are you?"

Heather felt like she was over the moon. From her apartment to the airport, her grand departure was broadcast live on media pages. She felt like a big shot for the first time in her life. The experience was otherworldly. Apparently, Henry Ford had pulled some strings as a favor to his friend, Adrian Carter. When Adrian finished his first game, he found out about the scandal.

She asked before looking at it. "Mr Carter's travel details. He had left city A, two days ago for small town formally named kimo now Plaintwood. He had some people from the Tn studio accompany him and the purpose of this travel was to hire some new models, these are their pictures." He moved forward and handed another sheet to her, while she passed the one she had before to Edward.

His hands tremble in his lap, but his voice—practiced, rehearsed—sounds clear. “To the public, to the press, to all those I’ve misled… I want to apologize,” he says. “Over the past week, I have shared false and damaging information about the Carter family—particularly Henry Carter. I claimed that he was involved in the death of a whistleblower. I claimed that he orchestrated things behind the scenes, that he was corrupt. But none of that… none of it is true.” He swallows hard. His eyes move to the barrel behind him that no one can see.

he starts, leaning back like he is settling in for a conversation, “I wasn’t expecting you to show up. Knowing I’m here for you… I thought you’d avoid me.” I rest my arm casually on the chair, my expression blank. “Are you something to be avoided?” I ask calmly. “Mr…?” “Sam Carter,” he replies quickly, like he has been waiting to say it. “A prosecutor—formerly in Indiana, but I’ve moved to New York City. I’m also the older brother of the late Steve Carter.” There it is. I nod once, slow. “Oh. The late musician,” I say, keeping my tone neutral. “My condolences.”

Summer’s Point of View [Senior Carter, also known as Gregorio Feed Carter, will soon be stepping down from his current position. He is expected to announce his successor and reveal who will assume his power.] [Steven Carter, the young and successful businessman, is currently in a coma after being shot by his childhood friend, who was suspected to be his mistress.]

“Oh, we know enough.” “Your full name is Daniel Evan Carter—son of Jonathan and Lisa Carter. You were born and raised in New York where you decided to follow in your family’s long legacy of police work. You climbed the ladder and rose up to be a federal agent having worked as a regular police officer for the last several years,” Stasia said.

Her curls bounce as she chews cereal, eyes half-amused, half-concerned. “You’re seriously not going?” she asks, spoon waving in the air. “I don’t know,” I mutter, tightening the strap of my heel. I am getting ready, but denial is easier. “He’s a married man, Carrie. Married. And not just to anyone, to Amy freaking Stone. The Oscar-winning actress. If someone takes a picture…” Carrie snorts. “He’s Carter Ford. Nobody’s taking a picture. Trust me, men like that live above the rules.”

Communicating with Skye was a complex and slow process. It consumed a lot of time. Larissa spent several hours trying to understand what was going on. The Carter family's head was Saul Carter, who ran a private hospital. Saul, a shrewd businessman, often lent his expertise to assist affluent individuals in the upper class. He skillfully managed delicate and confidential matters for them. For example, he could induce mental distress or silence someone forever. Or, he could help a wealthy man's wife terminate his mistress' pregnancy.

… Meanwhile, at the public apology press conference, Carter lingered at the back of the crowd, watching as Lauren apologized. He was planning to record the video and take it to Liam. As for Lauren, he would soothe her afterward and offer her some benefits to keep her from causing more trouble. He was too close to his goal now to let anyone trip him up. "I'm sorry. I-I lost my head and ruined Ms. Ravelle's marriage. I'm sorry! I apologize to the public, to Ms. Ravelle, and to her family. From now on, I swear I'll live honestly and never again interfere in their lives!" Lauren was crying her heart out.