Novel & Cerita Young Rosario Dawson

Catherine muttered as she ate her pasta ignoring her laughing friends. "I would love to see the hunk who ignored her." Avery mused as she ate her salad. She and her love for dieting. Joseph's ears perked up as he rounded his eyes around the cafeteria until they finally landed on the man of their conversation. "There to my right two tables away. The lone guy. That is Rasmus Colt." Joseph mused as Avery's jaw dropped and she gaped at Rasmus. Not only her, but Quinn also stared at Rasmus.

He was tall around 6’2 and his brunette hair and hairstyle reminded me someone who unwontedly barged in my life. Maybe it’s him….. My curiosity got best out of me and I found myself walking to the man. I with hushed steps walked closer to him. The man was looking at the grave and was unaware of my approaching hushed footsteps. As I was 3 steps away from him he suddenly turned with speed of tornado and a cold metal touched my forehead. My eyes widened. It was him….James Russo….but my eyes didn’t widened on him seeing here but on what was in his hand that he was pointing on my forehead.

How could you leave just like that? At that moment, he caught up with Rosalie while turning around. He then said with an ugly facial expression, “Dawson, it’s over for you now. Just you wait and see. Tomorrow, I’ll transfer my family's money out of the bank. You won’t be able to be the CEO of the bank anymore!” At that moment, Dawson Robbins did not even look at Wyatt. However, he turned around and looked at Harvey York. He then sighed and said, “Mr. York, I acted rashy, and I didn’t hold myself back. I hope you don’t mind.”