Wang Manor Novels & Stories

I had been to many wealthy homes, but never had I encountered a mansion so captivating, so artistic. It was a tall, black and beautiful mansion that looked powerful and luxurious. The outside walls are made of dark stone, and the doors were huge and heavy-looking. There were two huge lion statues in front, and this made the mansion even more captivating. We walked to the stairs before getting to the huge door that was opened by a huge security man. I caught Alexander smirking briefly before his face went stoic when he saw me looking at his direction. It was obvious that he brought me to this very beautiful mansion on purpose to try to impress me. I did not like that his plan was working, but

At the other end of the phone, the man’s low and indifferent voice sounded " I have been following the lady as per your request, President. It appears something has happened to her family member as she just got a taxi to the hospital. She doesn’t look good and is very anxious. I'm about to head in and ask ?” The driver would not dare to gossip usually. This was the first time Mr Leon had asked him to follow someone, and it was a woman. This woman had come out of Mr Leon's room this morning! He's never seen Me Leon with a woman since he worked for him as a driver. He is always indifferent when it came to women. Before her, not even the shadow of a woman was around Mr Leon! The man on the othe

Before she could object, the man quickly grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the gate of the large Chua mansion. "You are the driver of Mrs. Chua's friend whom she mentioned would be dropping me off at my house?" She couldn't understand why she felt a pang of regret that the man was just a driver. She didn't look down on his job, but if Tyron found out that he was just a driver, he would surely receive hurtful words and insults from her boyfriend.

“What’s his name?” “Marcus White,” Tiger answered. “His last name is White?” “Correct.” Conrad looked at the two-story high mansion that was built by the mountains. The gateway arch in front of the mansion’s gate was built in a Western style. There were poppy flowers carved all over the reddish door. As Conrad carefully laid Fia down inside the car, Tiger went over to ring the doorbell. About a minute later, a man wearing a black, long robe walked out. His hair reached his shoulders, tied only by a hairband behind his head.