Undercover At Chaebol High Spoiler Novels & Stories

I turned back to look at the ruined room one last time. On the floor lay the small iron box, its lid open, the dead audio recorder resting quietly inside. The old photograph of my mother and the boy with the storm-gray eyes was tucked safely inside my dress, resting right over my heart. Everything I had ever believed about my life was dead. I was not Alara Vardar, the precious heiress kept in a golden cage. I was Alara Demirhan. I was the daughter of a murdered man, the sister of a feared underboss, and the target of the woman who had ruined my entire family.

Aaliyah leaned closer, lowering her voice. “That’s Suhee Park — daughter of Euna Baek, Secretary-General of the United Nations, and Minho Park, the second most powerful businessman in Korea, and number 3 in the world’s top 5. She’s a 4th generation chaebol. The guy next to her is Alejandro Carvajal — his father is a Colombian mafia boss disguised as a businessman, Don Diego Carvajal. You don’t want to mess with him.

Riley and Julia are both part of his gang but have not much experience when it comes to battle time. Drew is the hacker. Alex and Draco are also part of It and are dangerous than they look. They like blowing up warehouses. (well that's a cool thing don't u think) My eyes went to a certain part on the file and guess what I was stunned after reading it. They have a spy in their mafia for the whole 2 yrs who have been leaking their information to an unknown source and they don't even know about it. How is this even possible that the don't have a clue about it...

Jemima explained while looking at Julian flirtatiously. "Wow, interesting. What do you want?" Julian replied while covering his chest, which was hidden under a layer of clothes.

Or that he's a wanted criminal and is living undercover. Either ways, it doesn't sound good. If he realises more about you, you could be in danger, or worst, he could hurt mum. She turned abruptly her look back to normal. Nonchalant. "What were we doing again? " She asked. "You were telling me how great a friend I am. " He said and she rolled her eyes. "You wish. We're not friends. Remember, I have a reputation to keep. " She said sitting back on the couch and trying her best to remain calm.