Walter Mcmillian Son 소설 & 이야기

This made income a threat to us. Clyde McMillan was known as the Chairman of the First Royalty Hotel, despite being the second son of the McMillan family. Blacks began to spread about the eldest son, Damien McMillan for being a womanizer and a useless son since he wasn't the successor of First Royalty Hotel.

I said with a slight pout on my lips. He let out a soft smile and sighed "I'm Walter, the first son of the former alpha Damian and a woman he didn't love. Ever since I was little, my father hated me for being my mother's son. Even when she passed away, it didn't take him a day to bring his mistress, already pregnant by that bitch Agatha, into the pack..." As he spoke we walked to a clearing and walked along the shore.

"Find out who that woman is." Walter told his son. "Yes Dad." Ace replied him respectfully. "Make sure you pay close attention to see if she's connected to the chairman in any way." Walter added. "Sure dad." Ace replied with his head, bowed to the ground the way a responsible son would. "Just what that kind of plan is that old geezer hatching this time?" Walter hissed as he walked back into his office.

“Errm, no sir, the man suspected to have helped the missus escape is called Walter sir, Walter stonewood sir.” Mill's eyes widened and his heart pace quickened, his nostrils flared with anger but he controlled himself from throwing the phone in his hands to the wall. “Is he the son of Clark Gordon Stonewood?”Mills questions, dreading the answer. “Yes sir, that’s the one, your number one enemy,” Rolland emphasized.