Uncharted Nathan Drake Fortune Novels & Stories

He reached his other hand and caught Nyra's hand in a gesture of silent thank you. She squeezed his palm in acceptance. Sarah snorted at the attitude Drake carried. In her view, he lost all of his fortunes, but not his arrogance and attitude. "You lost your company and fortune. But you still don't lose your attitude. Soon, you will lose that too" Sarah ridiculed Drake. Drake gritted his teeth and he is on the verge of blowing up when Nyra understood the situation and saved the situation. "You should not talk like that. It would make Senior Mr. Hamilton feel bad" Nyra chimed in.

Okay, maybe we do sometimes, like when we have big problems, but that's not the point here. Nathan's rich, richest in the USA and second richest in the world, but he doesn't throw money around, that is not the guy I grew up with. This whole divorce thing is really messing with his head. “Okay, now we need to relax. Let's not throw money at some little problem here. Com'on Nathan you can't buy that fucking hotel because you need some footage. And what happens when you get what you want? Add it to the list of hotels you already own?”

Other than the title, any information on The Sovereign was a strictly guarded secret. Nathaniel looked up at me from behind his desk with a disapproving look. His greying hair was the only potential indication of his age, which was somewhere in his mid fifties, although the rest of him could pass for late thirties. He wore a traditional professional three piece suit, and other than when we were training, I never saw him in anything else. In stark contrast to Nathaniel, Drake grinned when he saw me and I raised my eyebrows as he shamelessly checked my body out, before finally meeting my eyes. Drake was the very definition of a Greek god. His olive skin tone held the hint of an ethereal glow a

I had watched enough already. “I have gotten what I wanted. So he is paying his men to specially get Nathan?” I asked as I hit my fingers on the table. “Yes he is, he has promised more than a million dollars and everyone is willing to find Nathan!” He told me. Thanking him, as I immediately sent him off to avoid suspicions, I was thrown into deep thoughts. Eduardo was just too desperate, knowing that once he got his hands on Nathan this time he wasn’t letting him go. Nathan had to be somewhere very safe right now and the cabin was the best place. I didn’t regret my decision to take him there.

Everyone in the room chuckled. "That's a very harsh thing to say, you know that, Nathan Smith," Dravyn eyed him. "We might be friends, but money comes above friendship," Nathan said. "Goodbye, Miss Jane, and you, Dravyn, hmm." With that, he walked away, and Han escorted him out to where his security team was waiting for him. "Don't mind him. We have been friends since our university days, and later we became business partners before he became the Governor of Velmoura," Dravyn explained casually to Jane as Nathan walked out.

Presumably, Silas had smuggled out countless machines and made a fortune over the years. Drake pulled out a bank card and said, "There's not much in here, but it's got 300-500 thousand dollars. I'd appreciate it if you guys could help carry all the machines down. Consider this a tip." Everyone was excited to hear that. It was easy money to make. The leader quickly ordered his men to unload the cargo. Drake handed the card over and glanced at his watch.

“He should be glad I didn’t see him, sadly I have to go Leo, there are some debts that I left unpaid and the longer I stay, the more tempted I am to finish what I started” He kissed both my cheeks and I entered the jet. The interior was luxurious, not that I’d expect anything less from Nathan anyways. While I was rich and liked to show off, Nathan was just plain rich. With a tech company and several investments and of course the mafia. He was dilly-dallying in dirty business too, but he was a good person, so he left the mafia to their own devices, but he still gets paid from them every so often. Few minutes later, he walks in and straps into the seat opposite mine.

At the time Richard was in jail rotting, Nathan, his older son, stepped on his shoe but failed to gain the trust of the public and also the investors, so he chose the easy way to strengthen them. Gambling, the casinos all around the Chicago’s are all there, Nathan built Halls stronger than ever, no one can deny his shrewd mind. I must say that was a brilliant move having that negative impact, he made the best of the worst he had on his plate, still; I hate that bastard. “So, let’s sign the documents if we all agree.” I suggest. “Yeah, our Brian can’t wait to run to his wife.” Gave smiles. We all shake our hands, cheer and drink a glass of champagne after the deal is done. Thank God, now we c

His words are cut by Ira, " Uncle Nathan this news is circulating all over the Internet and the media is eating this news again again as if finding it as a lavish meal after starving for so many years. And don't tell me that all the people who are watching this news are our relation. If you can't stop them from seeing this rubbish then why are you even objecting to her. Let her see. Nothing more can happen''. Evana felt happy seeing Ira supporting her. She doesn't know why but her soul is elated, reminding herself again and again that she took her side. She once looked back at Nathan who is all numb right now. His mouth got zipped with the tongue shutting words of Ira. Not wasting a second m

If I disappear, the police will come looking for me—" Rachel actually laughed at his desperation. She held up her phone and showed him the headline: "Carter Group Son-in-Law Killed in Car Crash". The headline was bold and final. "As far as the world knows, you’re already dead," she said sweetly. "Blown to pieces in a fiery wreck. You think the cops are going to come look for that?" Adrian’s eyes widened in horror. Hope drained from him completely. With a wave of Rachel’s hand, someone said, "Begin."