The Most Generous Master Ever Novels & Stories

He thought of teaching a lesson to the disrespectful guy, as he spoke, "Why not try to poke these babies?" Gabriel sensed the trouble coming from far away and she tried to cover it but the guy took his chance saying, "Do you even know who you are challenging?" Noah only smiled replying, "Let's know then, enlighten us, please." The guy only smirked at him and puffed his tight chest as he said, "Lucious's name. I am the royal forth pillar of light." Noah raised a brow, "Pillar of light?" Now everyone in the stadium was quite shocked, but Himeko asked, "You don't know about the pillars of light? From which world do you really belong?"

Besides, it's a buy one get one free deal. There was silence for a long time. Henry blinked his eyes. Is his dad petrified? Third Young Master: Who are you exactly? Love My Mommy The Most: Your son! Third Young Master: ... Why don't you say you're my grandson? Love My Mommy The Most: You're 28 years old, how can you have a grandson? Third Young Master: ... Love My Mommy The Most: Mr. Marcus, should I help you find a date? Third Young Master: I have many women, I didn't need anymore.

He continued, "Stop being so impudent. Don't come running to me for help when you're unemployed and living on the streets. By then, it'll be too late!" I glanced at him emotionlessly. "A dollar?" I spat coldly. "I was once offered a million dollars for this algorithm. If you want to buy it from me, you should at least be offering me this much." Subsequently, I held up five fingers. Michael scoffed and said arrogantly, "Half a million dollars? Have you lost your mind? Are you still hungover? What makes you think I want that useless algorithm of yours anyway?" When they saw how agitated he was becoming, my other colleagues hastily said, "Just ignore him, Michael. He's such an ungrateful man. H

All the exhaustion I'd built up over the day vanished. I typed out a line. "Maybe she thinks you've got a rotten temper and she's afraid to talk to you. Go easy on her from now on." Nathan sent an eye-roll sticker. "There are only two kinds of people I'm ever nice to in this life: my parents, and you, Master. Everyone else doesn't rate." Looking at that cocky declaration on the screen, I touched my burning cheek. This silly guy. If he knew the Master he worshipped every day was the very pushover he looked down on...

The Master couldn’t blame Dominic for his suspicions. He could tell well how there was no one who had been good to Dominic without asking for a payment. This must be way he was on guard ever since he had entered the mansion. “I don’t need those,” The Master said with a small sigh of sympathy, “I could tell many people would ask you for a payment after they had helped you but I wouldn’t want to do that. At least not when you have suffered enough.” Dominic thought of how suspicious it was but didn’t have many people to ask for help as the master was the only person who could help him now.

he said, anger apparent in his voice when he spoke the name, "He does not deserve to rule these people, he is heartless. And you can be assured that I will meet whatever price you set." "Do you think that you would do better by these people than your father has?" "I will tend to their needs as much as I am capable of doing so when eventually I am their leader," he replied. Resolve was in his very stance. "Your horse is finished drinking, Lord Lowell Kurn." When he turned his head to look at his horse, she returned to the tree, and it seemed to him that she had simply vanished.

It was said that Xena caused quite a scene in the hospital. She was crying and yelling that she was doing the right thing by punishing a mistress and that she had done nothing wrong. A police officer, fed up with her antics, snapped, "What are you yelling about? Aren’t you the mistress yourself?" Xena froze, the light in her eyes fading as she murmured, "The one who isn’t loved is the real mistress… The one who isn’t loved is the real mistress…"

"The first clause doesn't happen, so the second one doesn't need me to answer anymore." Megan dejectedly flicked my forehead. “You're such a blessed person that you don't know how to enjoy it. Your husband is both handsome and has a better figure than a male model. Furthermore, he is also the youngest billionaire in our nation. Men like him are not inferior to anyone, yet you keep your cold attitude like this! In the future, maybe you will lose him. Till that day, don't cry with me." I gently stirred the coffee, "That day will never happen."

I'm busy with a project abroad, so I leave my six-year-old son, Anthony Lynch, in the care of my father-in-law, Stephen Shenton. I send him 2,000 dollars a month for living expenses, with additional money for holidays and special occasions. Every time Stephen video-calls me, he tells me Anthony is eating and sleeping well. On camera, there are always fish, shrimp, and beef in front of him. So, when his homeroom teacher, Davina Walker, calls me and says Anthony fainted from hunger during PE class, my first thought is that she called the wrong number. I fly back home overnight and rush straight to the hospital. The doctor tells me that Anthony has been suffering from long-term malnutrition.

Wrong question, that's a dead end. “Master seems quite busy, what does he do?” “He owns a chain of shops and some restaurants and clubs.” OK, that was something, now it comes… “Mr Reyes isn’t a noble, is he?” There was a long awkward silence. “What are you implying?” His tone got a hundred degrees colder. Fuck she pissed him. He must be one of the loyal ones. “I’m just trying to learn something about him. I was just wondering how did he manage to achieve all this, alone without any support? He must be an amazing businessman.” There, she made him a compliment about his beloved master.