Novel & Cerita Chase X Marshall

I ran through the door. “Don’t let her escape.” I heard his voice that was filled with rage, he charged towards me. I sprinted through the hallway, it’s suffocating like the hallway in Jamie’s pack when I found out that Brake is fucking Ashley. My heart palpitations increase as I heard the heavy footsteps charging behind me, “you damn female, stop running,” he growled behind me, I could feel his fury raging in the hallway.

But perhaps, I needed to consult her about this issue, so I could talk about the incident in clearer head. "We will send you to the best school and you will have Ethan, Katy, or others with you. So there won't be Mrs Bennet anymore. And you can have fun with your new friends happily." Wyatt said, unwavering. There seemed to be no more traces of the effect from the incident in him. Austin raise his hand and showed his pinky finger. "Promise?" Which Wyatt took immediately. "Promise. But you also have to promise me something." He bargained, their pinky fingers still entanging on each other.

A young shareholder I barely recognize—blond-haired, maybe in his early thirties—leans forward, glancing between my uncle and me. “Actually,” he begins, his tone casual but confident, “I’ve heard there’s another potential collaboration on the table. A company called Energizedis interested in partnering with us on a similar project.” My uncle looks momentarily taken aback, and I can see him trying to assess whether this information is true or not. I recognize the name of Energized Tech—it’s relatively new in the industry but has been gaining traction quickly over the past few years. I don’t know much about them, but I’ve heard rumors about their rapid success and the elusive CEO behind it.

I shook my head in annoyance at the thought of having Canon on my mind. “Hi. I'm Elvis Stark, new here?” He asks nicely. I smiled sweetly and reach for his hand. “I'm Mallory Evans. Yes, this is my first day.” His eyes widen in shock and he quickly smiled at me. He welcome me into their workplace, he's one of the stockholders in this company, and he has a larger share compared to others so he has a high position in this company.

Then, he sat down next to Stella with a natural expression. "Aren't we meeting in the afternoon? Why'd you come over this early?" Marshall replied warmly, "Madam Chase is going on a picnic with some of her classmates this afternoon, so she asked me to be her driver. I was worried that I wouldn't make it this afternoon; I dropped by because I needed to help her pick up some things." Stella was puzzled, "Madam Chase?" Marshall smiled, "My mother's last name is Chase." Stella nodded.

Mark tried to assure me and I nodded calmly. We started the journey and the way he spoke and threw his hands around, occasionally touching my shoulder and lap made me feel very uncomfortable but I plastered a fake smile on my face. Xena wasn’t pleased too but there was no use escalating the matter, Mark has been a great friend to me. We arrived at the Rhinestone pack and I exhaled as we stared at the hall. He parked at the appropriate place and offered his hand to me, making me somewhat surprised. “You’re my date for the night, remember?”

Or did she mean the ones who were willing to do whatever it took to please him? “I don’t want your apologies Violetta. I want you to make it up to me. I’m hosting a gala tomorrow night. Most of my business partners will be there. Men with money and influence. I need you to arrange your best escorts for them. I want these rich bastards to enjoy themselves and I need you to make sure they all leave satisfied. Do you understand?” Lorenzo demanded, his voice cold and sharp.

"Is it true that you're getting married to Lucas De Marchi in two weeks?" I stopped walking when I heard the last question of the odd man with a very ugly mustache. But Chase was already pushing me in the car. If he wasn't there, I'm sure as hell I would be in front of the paper tomorrow about killing a poor columnist. I watch as Chase rounds the car and emerges from the driver's seat. He jumped from his seat when he saw my glaring reflection on the rear-view mirror. "What the fu—"

Call me crazy because I am. Chase.

“How did you find me?” He shrugged, “It was easy. I picked up your scent.” He said with that weird smile of his. “And while I was riding down here, I realized that I didn’t properly introduce myself. I’m sorry about that, Alpha Malric,” he bowed his head, his lazy blond hair spilling over his face, “I am Chase.” I sighed and shook my head in frustration. I thought I had left him behind? How zealous could one fucking be? I looked at the white Mustang next to Shelly and shook my head grimly, “So, you did steal your uncle’s horse.”