Uncharted Drake's Fortune Chapters Novels & Stories

When I opened the book, I saw the tragedy I had caused the only man I had ever loved. Drake lost his parents in ghastly motor accidents. I can’t believe his parents gave all they owed to the orphanage. It’s hurt Drake so much that he hates me. “Why do they do that?" It’s unfair. I mumbled softly. "Drake's parents left little property for him, but he has no access to it and shouldn’t touch it yet unless he sees the greatest misery of life." "There’s still hope right now." "My father is actually suffering."

Drake then stares at Natty, who is still crying while immersing her face into his chest. Drake fell silent, and suddenly, he felt something was wrong with him. Drake then recalls how he used to hate Natty so much that he hated seeing Natty’s face so much. But now things have changed, like a world that goes mysteriously. Now her is so upset to see Natty helpless in grief.

*Chapter 11* Third Person Pov "Prepare the jet,I will be going back home today,"Drake said coldly. "yes boss,"His assistant replied and left immediately. "What news do you have about my brother?"Drake asked one of his bodyguards. "I heard he is married Sir,"the bodyguard replied. Drake laugh out loud like a maniac for a second then his face turn to a smirk. "Finally,the loser got married and I wonder who decided to get married to a loser like him,"Drake laugh out then he sips from his wine.

“I don’t know what or how David would have reacted if you had come to him, but I do know that he wouldn’t have mentioned it to your father.” Charles kept going. “The third month came, and I had only saved five thousand dollars. I called Jessica. I told her that it was taking longer than I thought to get a substantial amount of cash. Yes, we could have run off together with five grand, but then what? I would have been a college dropout. I didn’t know how to do anything outside of finance, and my education was limited in that at the time. So, I used the five thousand to buy stocks and bonds. It took six months for those investments to pay off. I cashed in the stocks. I had a hundred thousand

What was the point once you saw what the girl had to offer? It was mercenary of him, but Drake didn’t normally stop to think about other people’s feelings. Hell, if he did, he’d never have a show called FIND LOVE OR STRIP . Actually, most of the programming on his TV Channel would be a bust. And Drake liked money. He liked money a lot more than he liked most people. The assistant—Lawson—returned with his drink. Rob tasted it, grimaced at the strength of the tequila, and drank it anyway. “We hear anything from Brown Brooke yet?”

“$120,000 transferred out of the account? Are you kidding? Why would you accuse me of siphoning such a huge amount of money when I am not a thief.” " You took the FUCKING ADMIT TO YOUR CRIMES. You pulled out $120,000 from the company's purse and now Drake is on the loose. He nearly killed me because he thought I took the money. You have to refund the money and tell him you did it. Admit to your crimes.” Charlotte boomed, fear flickering through her eyes. " Is that a new hypnosis technique or what? You want me to admit to a crime I didn't commit. Drake accuses you of taking the money and I think he's right. Your craftiness knows no bound. Refund the money or I might end up attending your fune

Drake was reading to a silent audience of gawkers as he'd done last week. "'I wasn't kidding when I said I was a fortune-teller,' he said, smiling. 'Do you want to see into your future?' June smiled and nodded, happy to go along with his game. This had to be some sort of move to get her into bed—some playful way to initiate sex," Drake read.

Chapter Twelve – A Trick (Fred’s POV) I stood near the entrance of the cave, my hands clenched into fists. The time had come. I was really leaving. Drake leaned against the rock wall, his golden eyes watching me closely. He hadn’t said anything for a while, but I could feel the storm brewing inside him. He didn’t want me to go. “I’ll come back,” I said softly, trying to reassure him. Drake let out a slow breath and walked toward me. He stopped right in front of me, close enough that I could feel his warmth. “I want to believe that,” he said. “But what if you don’t?”

“But I haven’t lost you. Not yet.” The screen blinked. Two buttons appeared. INHERIT. DELETE. My fingers hovered over both. For one breathless second, I saw everything. The rise. The empire. The war. And then— I pressed Delete. The screen screamed. The lab shook. The code began to eat itself alive. A voice cried, desperate: “You were supposed to ascend.” I stepped back. “No. I was supposed to choose.”

Hunter lost his sister, he is not ready to lose his nephew. _____________ Drake clashed into another person as he searched every nook and corner in the ground floor. There were some people complaining about the elevator. Drake ran to the stairs to check the first floor. He was passing the elevator when it suddenly opened. A baby's cry and a loud argument caught his attention. "I SAID LET GO! HELP! HELP! LET GO YOU BASTARD. SOMEBODY HELP!!"