Vuong Phi Novels & Stories

Vice President Mary Grace, one of Virtue Financial connection in Philipinas government, she was the one that comes to Virtue Financial Manila branch inviting my company to come and invest, as she offered a lot of benefits, T.A.S on my behalf okayed the investment and since then Virtue Financial now owned 30% of Philipinas small and medium company all over the nation. By my Choosing Manila and Puerto Princessa has become the province where we heavy invested, turning them into a city that owned by Virtue Financial, all of our factories and buildings were in these 2 cities, in short span of just 6 months, the 2 cities have turned into advance metropolis akin to the western city,

"Philippine University? AB Literature?" "Yes, you like it right?" "Huh? How did you know?" "Sorry, I just saw it in your planner." "Vlad— I mean Sir—" "Vladimir, or Vlad. Not sir." Maria closed her eyes and opened her eyes again. "This is too much, Vlad. Tuition fees at PU are too expensive!"

I asked, suspiciously and Wolf grinned even bigger. "You all took off so fast, I needed to give Foxy something so she could buy her dress." Wolf said and he turned to Foxy and pulled out his wallet. "I owe you some money and figured that you would need it to buy your dress." he said softly as Hound and Jackal distracted the others in conversation. I wasn't going for it though and I moved closer to Foxy. She looked confused. "You don't owe me any money." she responded and he shook his head and handed her a card.

A hand from one of the rogues that had been marching with us shoots into the air, Jimmy smiles and says "yes, good man, what is it?" "Err well err what if the rogues don't want to be part of either pack, can we just leave?" The rogue had growing confidence as Jimmy motioned him forward where he stepped in front of the gallows, Jimmy looked at him, "So you want to just leave?" "Yes, yes sir" "Oh well" Jimmy then pulled out a gun, the rogue's eyes momentarily went wide as Jimmy fired the gun aiming for his forehead, as the bullet hit him he sank into a heap, everyone was silent then Jimmy spoke

Iris waved his hand in denial. Dean is quite satisfied, a special teacher is so different. She knows how to take care of the disabled child in the best way. He approached his nephew and was offered an insect box with a few air vents as a precious object. Dean patted his nephew's head, praised him "well done." Staying here for a while, probably won't lose the kids in the countryside so much. “Is everyone preparing food for the wedding or what?” Dean asked. "Charity. Vegetarian rice is 0 VND for the poor and those who like to be vegetarian. To avoid killing and harming animals for that day, that is a good day. Reduce bad karma ( bad action) to have a favorable life.

"Do you not know Vivian's family background when you choose to come here or you are just here to finish what your mother started?" "I don't think I get your point" "of course not! I don't know why you are here, neither do I care but one thing a can assure you is you will not get what you want by being disrespectful to my family. The only reason I'm trying to welcome you is because of Vivian not because of your wealth or whosoever you think you are. So don't favour and leave my tiny house right now and go look for your mansion where you belong. " I'm sorry but I think there's a misunderstanding here"

She worried her brother was lonely, so she brought many friends to introduce to Thanh Phong, but as a result, this handsome guy was still alone, and he had never had a love affair. - Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. You have nothing more than me. The room is empty. – Thanh Phong glared at Thang Vu and then took a cup of tea and drank it all in one breath. - I'm still young and haven't graduated yet, no need to rush. Thang Vu said as he pulled out his wallet and put money into the payment bill. Thanh Phong also gave up on his friend's blunt philosophy. He was only four years older than Thang Vu, but this friend considered him to be forty years old.

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I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.