Undercover At Chaebol High Spoiler Novels & Stories

Author's NOte: Ruthless Love- MIAN LEADS Taehyung Kensington ; Age 28 In the shadowed alleys of the city, where whispers of dread weave through the night air like sinister threads, there exists a figure feared even among the most hardened souls. Taehyung Kensington, a name that strikes terror into the hearts of those who dare utter it, is the ruthless orchestrator of a blood-thirsty mafia empire. With piercing eyes that betray no hint of compassion and a demeanor as cold as the steel of the weapons he wields with deadly precision, Taehyung is a man devoid of humanity, his conscience drowned in the murky depths of his own insatiable thirst for power and revenge.

Johnson smiled small as he'd seen that he had in fact brought attention to himself. "Okay. You might think this is me being stereotypical, but... Boss, you can't possibly be serious about her." He said. If I could guess correctly, which I always did, I would say he was trying so hard to swallow the shock that I was chosen instead of him. It annoyed him. The more he tried to hide under the painful smile betrayed him. So did his grip on his own. It was cracked. "Katy is... Fast. She is great, if not the best. But for someone as dangerous as Carson Cooper, we are going to need someone who could fight their way out of trouble. What if he recognizes that she's a fake and decides to kill her—" I c

I carried her on my back and walked out of the rainforest step by step. The moment we reunited with the main team, I closed my eyes in exhaustion and passed out. From then on, Sophia had always stayed close to me. Until one mission, when I suffered a hypoglycemic episode. The first person I saw when I woke up… was Tasha. To repay that kindness, I rejected Sophia's confession and turned to marry Tasha instead. A sharp pain flared in my abdomen. When I touched it, I found blood seeping out again.

I crossed my legs, bringing myself down to his eye level. Matteo raised an eyebrow, watching me from his chair. I looked at Leo. He looked at me. He had a smudge of dirt on his cheek and a tiny piece of green broccoli leaf stuck to his shirt. "Hey, kid," I said, keeping my voice casual and conversational. "You like chocolate, right?" Leo blinked, his small lips trembling slightly. He gave a tiny, hesitant nod. "Yes." "Me too," I said. "But your uncle over there is kind of a buzzkill. He's not going to give you chocolate for lunch. Believe me, I've dealt with guys like him before. They're stubborn."

“This doesn’t read like someone preparing to end their life.” “Exactly.” Alex snapped.He turned to the table. “Gentlemen, before we begin, one of our own is dead. Holden Vaughn. The man behind the Taebaek deal leak.” Gasps ripple through the room. Alex continued “You will hear reports calling it suicide. I don’t buy it. And I don’t think any of you should either.” He sits. The room remained dead silent. “What was he working on, exactly?” Anna inquired. Alex glances around, then pushes a folder toward her — Taebaek’s internal audit. Her eyes scan rapidly, locking on an unusual clause. "Non-equity transfer arrangement under sovereign immunity" — that’s not standard corporate language.

I added coolly, “I’ve heard Miss Sophia recently lost quite a bit of money at the casino. She’s been desperate to find cash to cover her debts.” “You’re lying!” Sophia screamed, her face deathly pale. “Lorenzo, it wasn’t me! I didn’t do it!” “Enough!” Don Moretti slammed the table. He didn’t even glance at Sophia. His eyes never left Lorenzo. “As underboss, you leaked family secrets to an outsider. As a man, you betrayed your wife for a mistress. Lorenzo, you’ve disappointed me.” “Don Moretti, please give me one more chance…” Lorenzo dropped to his knees with a heavy thud.

Now go. I saw Ryder stiffen and sniff the air, I was so busy watching him, that I almost miss Robyn coming my way. The glass above us implodes, and ropes are thrown down. Shit, I walk out into the common room, bother Ryder and Robyn freeze, staring at me. I look up as six soldiers started to slowly and quietly repel down the ropes. My decision is made, “Sid, school is under attack, either my cover is blown or I’m dead, and I would rather not be dead.

she replies without remorse and with that, she walks back to join the rest while I'm still gasping for breath to recover from the trauma of the memories I just remembered. I look at them and I watch as Alpha Hugh walks to the table and takes a plier. He glances at me before he looks away and walks to the first man on the line. They bring a chair for him and he sits as his face suddenly turns hard while he takes the first man's hand. The man looks at him with pleading eyes but he doesn't even spare him a glance. “Mr. Starks. You brought up the idea of overthrowing me didn't you?” he asks but the man shakes his head repeatedly.

With code shiver running through Isabelle's spines, she asked, "Why? Why try to save me?" "I noticed the predicament you were in, and I couldn't let you go through more pains," Dr. Kim admitted. What Dr. Kim told Isabelle was still sinking in when her phone buzzed. A news alert flashed across the screen: "Breaking: Fernandez Holdings Severs Ties with Helix Innovations Amid Scandal."

As she replayed his sudden act earlier in her mind, a cold sweat prickled down her spine. She knew she had no right to interfere with how Kristoff treated Rigor. Though the old man’s family would surely worry if he died here, she chose to remain silent. Kristoff noticed her silence immediately. He tilted his head slightly, and someone stepped forward to tend to Rigor’s wounds. Rigor let out a deep sigh when he realized he would not be killed. He hurriedly thanked Irene and Kristoff. “I don’t want anyone to know of her connection to me. You know what to say, don’t you?” Kristoff said coldly.