Tomo Chan Carol Novels & Stories

But she doesn't say anything about it either. **About the business trip. I think you should go!** Carol's eyebrows narrow as he signs. Just now, she had a meeting with a foreign ambassador of a big company from Australia. It's their very first big project with great potential. However, Damien is recovering. She can't leave him alone for a week-long trip to Australia. She said she would send some experts in her place to handle the project.

That was his dying wish," I said. Tomo then cried and smiled she looked up and asked, "who were you to him?" "I was once his lover, although I did not share the same feelings for him but that was back in Kingslanding. We moved on in Iceland and went our separate ways," I said. Immediately Tomo Chan brought out a dagger and place it on my neck. "Shut up! Or I would kill you!" She screamed. Her hands were all shaky and her breath was frail, "Kill me if that is what seems more pleasing to you," I said.

Tom say as he rushes forward to greet me. We do our regular hand shake and I catch Cara staring at me smiling. The moment she notices I'm looking in her direction, she adjusts back to her usual overly serious mood. “This is my personal assistant, Cara Bloom. She'll be joining us for the meeting.” “Tom Fisher.” he says stretching forth his hands. They shake each other and what's supposed to be a three seconds hand shake was turning into a twenty seconds hand shake. Why is Tom staring at her like that? You mean why does every young man stare at her like that? I get that she's beautiful and then there's the curve.

Tom teased, “I didn’t expect Mr. Carter to be cuckolded too!” “Stop laughing and follow them.” After talking, we immediately started the car and followed the motorcycle. “Make a call to Mr. Carter!” “Yes, yes!” Tom drove while I quickly picked up my phone and called Mr. Carter. Evan’s POV: My phone rang. I took out my phone and saw a call from Cherron, one of my bodyguards. “Hey, Cherron, what’s up?” He lowered his voice and said, “Mr. Carter, Tom and I just saw Tina hugging a man on the street!”

Within seconds, the pair went off to their seats and started chatting. Chan was more than pleasantly surprised at the fact that those two still had so much to talk about despite that they had only seen each other yesterday during her welcome home party. Since Jason had arrived, she wondered if Holly was around. On cue, she saw the woman at the door. “Chan!” Holly called out. “Hey, Holly,” Chan greeted. Mrs. Brown asked, “You two know each other?” Chan nodded. “I met Holly a while back.” Holly said to Mrs. Brown, “Did you know Chan used to be a primary school teacher?”

She rolled her eyes and walked away, Carol was always such a bitch. After I got my small salad as my stomach rumbled, I sat down at an empty table. My friend Gaia slammed her food down and flopped into the seat beside me. "Carol is a bitch." She said as she ripped open the top of her orange juice. "Yeah. Fuck Carol." I laughed, nibbling on my lettuce apprehensively. "She told me I wasn't allowed to have tomato soup!" Gaia slammed her hand on the table. "I HAD TO GET CHICKEN NOODLE!"

how can that even be possible! Xi Lan exited the car to open the door for his boss. ... "Ohh, my baby.." Mrs.chan hurriedly hugged Xiao xiao as soon as she sees her enter the house. All the maids have lined up in both sides of the door to vowed to the young miss. Mrs.chan is the headmaster of the Bai White House.

Chance pressed. “Alright…” Kara sighed. “His name is Tom.” “Wow… nice.” Chance nodded. “I have no idea who that is, but that is nice.” “Yeah, well if things go well I will introduce you too.” she tilted her head. “Which reminds me how things are between you and… You-know-who”? “He is a little eccentric, not voldemort.” Chance shook his head. “A little eccentric? Man, he is growing on you.” Kara scoffed.

You don't want Blue to get used by him right? Carol : what? No way, I don't care about her. The chief maid chuckled and went away Carol : I don't care about her at all. I really don't care Then she went away too 🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸

Add her baby-like Asian features—thanks to her dad being Chinese—and her guilt face was almost impossible to ignore. “Fine. Which folder?” “The navy blue one.” Shaking my head, I muttered, “No wonder you grabbed the wrong one. There are four navy blue folders, Kim Chan.” “Just open the first page!” she urged. Switching my phone to speaker, I put it down on the shelf. “‘Joint Project with Mr. Matthew Cumberbatch’?” I read aloud from the first folder. “Nope.” I grabbed the next one. “Name: Kimberly Zhao Chan. Place of—”