Novel & Cerita Hello Mr King

A knock sounded on the door. “Are you awake,Mrs King?” It was Chad. “Yes.”I croaked out. “Mr King wants to see you.” Oh God. What now?

He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, making gurgling sounds. "However, this isn’t entirely a bad thing, right? From what I know, Mr. Cassano abandoned his wife and ran off with his mistress. You say so, don’t you? When the time comes, I’ll go to the House of Hell. Do you think the King of Hell will ease the sins on my body just because I’ve done a good deed like this before?" The man laughed to himself as he spoke.

The entire rink fell silent. “What are you all waiting for?” the voice continued. “Is this how you plan to win the upcoming tournament? Standing around like pigs too overweight to move?” The authority in that voice was unmistakable. Before I even lifted my head, I knew that it was Mr. Ashford. A cold wave of relief washed over my chest as I finally looked up and saw him walking into the ice. The players scrambled instantly, taking their positions without question. Even Julian moved. He tossed his shirt toward the lady who had followed him. She shrieked loudly, kissing the damp fabric and waving it over her head like a trophy.

“King Vincent, do you and Lady Adeline know each other?” The question dropped like a stone into still water. The air shifted, even the children seemed to pause. Adeline didn’t flinch. She turned with that calm, cool grace she always carried — the kind that made it impossible to see where her mask ended and she began. She bowed low, her voice even, polite. “I am not familiar with His Majesty. I only learned today that he is the king.” The words sliced through me. “Not familiar”. As though I had never touched her.

King asked in a laid-back tone, which caused him to raise an eyebrow. "Horrible. I want to go home now." He also answered it in a laid-back manner, earning a grin from King. "Get me out. Now." "You need to stay here for a month." King turned his back again and went back to cooking after he said that. Kane, on the other hand, was fuming mad. One month?! What the heck?

I asked, already pleading for him to stop. He let out a deadpan smile and gulped down. I could see his hiccups dance as he swallowed hard. "Well, I'm just doing the basic etiquette. I'm only doing the necessity," he answered. Just then, Mr. Luke walked in wearing the VIP section uniform. "Excuse me, Mr. Zayn. You called me. I hope you're not facing any problem with our service?" He asked frantically. "Your services are good as usual," He said, sipping from his wine cup before continuing.

No words come to mind and we just stand awkwardly looking at the woman who gave us such an amazing compliment. Karina laughs at me after a moment and grabs our hand. "He isn't used to such warm welcomes, Mrs. Harris. I believe you have shocked him," Karina says and the old-school teacher laughs. "I taught all my students about the final shift and I told them we all had to hold out hope there would be another King soon. I felt a new King was the only way to stop Rupert Kincaid... Atticus, you are the answers to my prayers and all those lessons," Mrs. Harris explains with a more serious expression and our cheeks begin to burn.

He stopped. I patiently waited for him to continue but he wasn't continuing. Damn... speak up man!! "So what??" I asked in an impatient voice. He turned towards the other people inside the room and gave a nod to them and they all left within a second. Leaving me and Mr mafia king all alone. And he continued. "In the business world nobody knows me as King, for them I'm just Harold Kingston, that's it." He gave a pause for his words as he pursed his lips together for a while and then continued.

he then asks" Are you joking your Highness? why should I the King live with the Queen in the same chamber?" Queen mother Meghan then replies in a straight voice " What's wrong for a newly wedded husband and a wife to live in a one-chamber? It's not like I am asking to live with a mistress?". With anger, Alexander face becomes red like hot chilli. he then said " It's not about wife or mistress its about my choice . Idon't want to be with anyone that't it.

Marcus A gentle knock jolts me back from my wondering mind. Cindy pops in with a cup of coffee. “Are you ok Boss?” She asks concern written all over her face. “Yes I am fine, I just got an unexpected visitors is all. Please cancel anything that you can today I will finish up with the Mueller account and zoom call with the Santiago Group”