Starr Carter 소설 & 이야기

“We almost lost her the last time because of whatever you and Chris were involved in!” “Stop!” I shouted. “What are you talking about?” Carol shoved her phone in my face. “I’m sure you haven’t seen this. But I’m sorry, you have to.” The headline on her screen burned into my eyes. ‘Upcoming Senator John Carter’s Son—Jeremy Carter, Who Was Recently Alleged To Be In A Secret Relationship With His Stepsister, Paid Alleged Victim named Rebecca Garret $500k to Silence Molestation Claims. Evidences Of Recordings Are Tagged To These Claims.”

“Oh, yeah. I don’t know where their older brother is. He should join us for dinner.” Carter nodded then turned his attention towards my brothers. “You all look like mini Ryders. It’s nice to finally meet you.” The twins nodded, their mouths being full of sweets as they tried to respond Carter. Ollie just stood behind me, clutching my trousers in his tiny fists when Carter turned to look at him. "Aww, is someone shy? I heard you ask why I am in a wheelchair. How about you come closer and I tell you my secret?” Ollie looked up at me and when I nodded reassuringly he started walking towards Carter, rising on his tip toes when Carter leaned over to whisper in his ear. It was a true spectacle to

When Carter learned that Stephen was Wendy's representing attorney, he cursed, "That bastard just won't leave me alone." Crystal had repeatedly warned him not to mess with Stephen. Carter sat in his chair, his face dark and his eyes bloodshot, looking terrifying. "Mr. Kingston..." "Go tell Wendy I'm willing to settle," Carter said reluctantly. Carter was known for his vicious character and ruthless methods. When someone crossed him, he would do everything in his power to make their life miserable.

"Should we let him know you're on your way?" "Yes, please," I reply exhaling slowly as I think about everything I need to do today. Since Hunter left, Mr. Carter has taken over the day-to-day running of Grant Group, which has left me plenty of time to go back to practicing law. Apparently, Carter is a bit of a financial genius and has been serving as Grant Group's CFO since Hunter took it over again after the death of his family. This whole time I thought Reggie was just Hunter's personal assistant, but he was actually more of a silent partner. In addition to being his second-in-command for Black Eagle, Carter owns about 20% of Grant Group, and is from an elite family with ties in business a

Waiting. Carter stood at the podium. No prepared remarks. No teleprompter. Just him and a microphone and an ocean of faces. "My name is Carter Langston," he began. "And I stole from you." A ripple went through the crowd. Someone shouted: "DAMN RIGHT YOU DID!"

Both of them froze and turned toward the screen. The announcer’s voice rang clear: “An anonymous source has released evidence of popular politician David Carter’s involvement in fraud during his time as CEO of Carter Collections, before his son Preston Carter took over. There are also circulating photos and videos of David’s promiscuity with prostitutes in America. According to Senior Police Officer Akon Jake, this evidence automatically disqualifies him as a candidate in American politics.” David’s wine glass slipped from his hand and shattered on the floor. His face turned pale as panic consumed him.

Three years later, Carter Holdings had become one of Europe's most respected healthcare companies. Its community programmes operated across several countries. Its employee satisfaction ranked among the highest in the industry and at the centre of it all was Elena Carter. She was no longer introduced as “The former wife of Adrian Carter." She was simply, Elena Carter. Chairperson. Business leader. Philanthropist. Grace entered smiling. “You have five minutes before the charity gala." Elena laughed. “You've been saying that for ten years."

she told him of her observation, and it passed subdued information that he didn't have the right to say no. "Where do you think is great?" Carlton asked with a low voice, wondering how things could go wrong if paparazzi got his picture from any corner in his wheelchair. The headlines would be crazy- Carlton Howard, the billionaire tycoon not dead, but condemned to a chair after years of not been seen. Carlton didn't know if he was feeling great because he was going to see how the world had changed without his direct engagement for the past years, or that he was going outside with Stacy without thinking too much about it. However, he felt exhilarated.

Carter sat at the head, silent and satisfied, like a king watching his court crumble. “Eat,” he ordered quietly. “You’ll need your strength.” “For what?” Zane asked flatly. Mr. Carter didn’t look up. “Tomorrow’s press conference. We’ll be announcing Kai’s new position. The world should know who truly carries the Carter name with honor.” Zane’s knife clattered against his plate. “You’re doing this in public?” “Transparency builds trust,” Mr. Carter said. Liam leaned back in his chair, smirking without humor. “More like humiliation builds obedience.”

Carter After the meeting and knowing that the men who tried to kill me were now having a conversation with the devil, it made me more relieved, but I would only be completely happy when I saw that joint from hell in flames, I never thought about destroying them, even after everything that's happened to me, but if he wants a war, he should know by now that I'm not a man to back down. I'm going to have Hernandes hire more security guards for my house and I want some to stay on my properties. What happened to Dell Grafic cannot happen again, because of that I will lose millions, besides having to lower the price, I will rebuild the company from scratch and it will not be cheap.