Uncharted Drake's Fortune Chapters Novels & Stories

Unraveling together. End of Chapter 85

FLASHBACK 2: A REFERENCE TO THE MOMENT WITH THE TWO IN THE PREVIOUS CHAPTER. Charlotte held Drake's hand when he was about to leaveHe sighed and exchanged his portfolio between his hands. "Please Drake, tell me what it is. Just that key to unlocking the real Kyle, please, you shouldn't be jealous of your friend because he found his mate already. " She said and Drake snorted. "Jealous? I am not and secondly, he did not find you, you found him. Hell, he does not even know who you really are. If you want to know the key then try being sincere in your pleas and be respectful in your words. humph!" Drake proceeded.

Drake said, "Then find something to do yourself. Wait for good news from us." Thea brought Drake and came to Sherry's house. Thea glanced at the gift boxes piled up in the trunk and asked, "How much did you spend?" Drake said, "Not much. Just a few tens of thousands." Thea furrowed her brow and said, "We must not neglect Mr. and Mrs. Sherry until we find concrete evidence proving their illegal plundering of Thorne's resources. After all, they are the ones who will live with Thorne for the rest of their lives." She looked very sad as she said these words.

Now, I wake up the following morning, unclothed and entangled with Loretta in bed. ......................................................................... I promptly dressed and requested that Loretta do the same, urging her to depart without further discussion. The evidence was undeniable; waking up naked with her was an irrefutable sign that something had transpired between us. Loretta seemed relentless in her desire to cause havoc in my life. From innocently helping me cook to ending up in bed together, the circumstances defied easy explanation. The gravity of the situation was overwhelming, as I realized Loretta's realization of my status as the CEO of Melanie Company had driven her to

Chapter 4: Knot of Doubt The grove pulsed with chaos, torches spitting flames that danced wild across the warriors' faces. Thorne's shout still hung in the air, his body coiled like a spring ready to snap, knife glinting in his fist. The pack pressed closer, growls rumbling low, their eyes flicking between him and me, doubt cracking the trust I'd built over years. My skin still slick with oil, heart slamming against my ribs, I grabbed Drake's hand—rough, callused, grounding me in the storm. His fingers squeezed back, a silent promise amid the betrayal swirling around us.

A store that Drake believed sold electronics equipments that were illegal but worked overtime, and she bought ice-cream cones for three little girls when the driver stopped at a gas station to fill his tank. Back at Drake's apartment, Rori found the place a bit unkempt. Drake's black trouser he wore to the courtroom was lying on the floor with two red shirts she had never seen a little bit above it. On a single chair was a letter she had later discovered from Drake was written by Rosetta prior to her death. The letter talked about the moments Drake and Rosetta had spent on the beach together. It laid emphasis on their love life that could end at any point. Rori called Drake's name several ti

"Nothing concrete. Just the more I dig into this job offer, the more questions I have." Carlos nodded as a ball began to form in his gut. It seemed to be an out-of-the-blue call—some prestigious consulting firm inviting him to New York to take on a job that smelled of overgoodness: double the salary, corner office, and dealings with the greatest names in international finance. Something just was not right. It really was just a little too convenient that, when they finally started to get to the bottom of the mystery that surrounded his father's hidden fortune and the enigmatic Marcus Delgado, some things started happening.

He opened the folder afresh, skimming the pages faster than ever and repeated this for about two more times. "Mr McAllister? Is something wrong?" asked Mitch. Charles flashed Joanne a dark foreboding look. Like a dark sky before a storm. "Where's my Quantity Bid? Sure as shit isn't in here." Charles boomed.

Chapter twenty nine Drake's POV I am tired of this life,It's like I am screaming and no one can hear me.I am suffocating.I am not angry but in pain.It's fucked up not to have control over your life.My life feels like a horror show. You don't know what it feels like.To be all smiley.But you are breaking deep inside.I staggered to the living room after throwing Chacha's crap over the balcony and slumped on the sofa.I am what's wrong,I keep hurting those dear to me.I felt tears spill down my face and I quickly wiped them away.

I told myself that after I opened my eyes again, I would be returned to human territory. … "Wake up, Aliyah! Hurry up!" Drake's voice urged me to wake up. I opened my eyes in shock, and my face was a bit listless because I was still sleepy. I asked in a snoring voice, "Is it here, Drake?" "Not yet! We have to get out of here. Charles' soldiers had a long way ahead. We cannot continue to travel with this container." Drake said as he packed some things into his small backpack. I was completely awake when he mentioned the name, Charles. I raised my spirits, running after Drake into the deep woods.