Novel & Cerita The Third Party

Grant's face went black. He left the room faster and faster, almost running down the corridor. There was no way Elara Cross was with Adrian Blackwell. Adrian Blackwell, the man who had blocked him at every turn in business. Last year, Adrian beat him to the South Harbor development project. Last month, Adrian interfered with an overseas shipment Grant had been counting on. Elara knew all of this. Grant clenched his jaw so hard it hurt. His hands trembled slightly as he jabbed the elevator button.

he said. "Okay, let's do this. Who knows, that third book is already on its way," Cela said. Hyun's eyes grew bigger. Thankfully, they are just talking on the phone and Cela can't see how excited he is to hear the news first hand from her. Tomorrow will be perfect.

They didn't have banners, and they didn't have names, but the weight of their collective step rattled the tin cups on our ledger-table. Xander stood up from the threshold, his knuckles raw and black with the slag of the Executor's tray. He didn't look at the mountains; he looked at the path of fresh snow where the leather-heeled tracks were already being filled by the heavy, square indentations of combat boots. The ember beneath his scars flared again, a low, defensive amber that flickered like a candle in a draft. "The Third Party," Xander said, his voice sounding flat, drained of the warmth he had found while hauling cedar. "The system doesn't close an accou

CAROLINE Maverick Thompson and I have been best friends since the day he kicked his soccer ball right into my face in third grade. I remember everything about that day. The way the ball hit me so hard my glasses flew off and shattered on the concrete. The blood pouring from my nose and how Maverick cried harder than I did, even though I was the one bleeding. We sat together in the nurse's office while she cleaned my face and called our parents. That's when we made the three rules.

He opened the message and went cold. Three consortium partners — the Japanese group, one of the European investors, and the Singaporean fund that anchored phase three — had sent formal letters to Sinclair Industries legal that morning. All three were requesting "clarification on the nature of the relationship described in this morning's coverage before proceeding with phase three commitments." Phase three was worth four hundred million dollars. He typed back to Ryan: I'm aware. Working on a response. Then he put his phone down and pressed his hands flat on the table and took a very slow breath, because falling apart right now was not an option.

Then it got weirder. The First Parties reserve the right to withhold the aforementioned donation, or terminate the agreement at any time should the Third Party’s behavior be deemed unsatisfactory. Unsatisfactory? According to who? Penalties will be enforced in the case of tardiness, contract deviation, or the engagement of any sexual relationships outside the agreement period. Lili blinked. “Seriously?” She frowned, rereading the clause. In the event of early termination, the Third Party must submit to comprehensive pregnancy testing for a period of two months following final contact with the First Parties.

He said and knowing what her father lawyer meant by problem,she knew it was some thing serious. "Let's go to my father study and talk about it "She said putting on her business facade. As soon as they were both in the room, the lawyer began softly "It's about the company!"He said "What's it about the company ? "Celine asked "Bruce brought in a third party" "What do you mean by a third party?"Celine asked already knowing where he was headed. "He brought some one else in, selling the shares of the company to him and he also sold his shares to him too "

He sets them on the nightstand without comment. "Thank you," I say. He nods. He starts to leave. "Dominic." He stops. "The third party. The letter, the text, someone who says they want what's best for the baby. Do you have any instinct about who that is?" He turns back. He leans against the doorframe with his arms crossed and he thinks about it genuinely, which I appreciate, rather than giving me the managed version.

She would have to do things that would bring him out of his shell. “Last month, I signed a deal with a non profit organization and I got sponsorship to go on a mission to Slovakia. It's war with Russia is taking a huge toll on its population and ithey need as much help as they can take so my team and I decided to volunteer. I can't wait." Never had he heard one of his mum's projects talking about being excited to go out and help people. He had to keep staring at her to make sure that he hadn't been lying.

"AH, I made a terrible mistake. I mistook someone else for you. Please give me a chance to make things right." "I'm willing to offer you 20% of the profits to show my sincerity." I ignored his messages and signed a contract with Oliver instead. Oliver's company had recently been competing with Connor's, so their business development directions were very similar. I authorized Oliver's company for my themed artwork and attended their launch event. I knew Connor would be monitoring the event. Sure enough, as soon as the event ended, my phone vibrated frantically—they were all messages and calls from Connor. "Averie, why didn't you tell me you were AH? I've misunderstood you for so long."