Novel & Cerita Jared Chance Novel

“I don’t envy you for anything. But this... this is heaven.” “You’re welcome to use it anytime,” Chance offered, leaning against one of the columns, his hands in his pockets, observing me casually. “I want to steal it.” I grinned at him, then turned again to read through the book titles to get an idea of his reading selection. “I didn’t know you were an avid reader.” My fingers were lightly brushing against the book covers. Some appeared very old. “I enjoy it, but frankly I mostly read business journals lately,” he commented. “I don’t remember the last time I entered this room.”

Melina shuts her eyes, cringing as she hears Xiao Zhan's nose break. "Fucking 10 million dollars for my Melina," Thomas punches him again. Melina feels bile rise in her throat, watching Xiao Zhan's blood slowly cover the floor. Deja vu suddenly hits her, and Melina sees herself in that basement, begging Thomas to stop beating the man. She shakes her head to quickly remove the image. No, not again. I’m not going to let this happen. Without thinking before she acts, Melina walks forward and grabs Thomas’ hand before it lands on Xiao Zhan.

However, these things were kept alone, because he realized that the public area was not the right place to ask questions of a personal nature. “It is okay, Wifey. I do not mind at all. I will also look for a suitable book, so that later can be purchased. Well, we can read books together, even though they are of different genres.” "That is a great idea." That newlywed kept walking, looking at the scenery around them. Quite a lot of visitors come to the same floor as them. The visitors infrequently bring their children. The CEO of Verz Incorporation accidentally saw a beautiful and adorable five-year-old girl who was being carried by her father. She, without further ado, remembered last night'

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"I understand, Father. Everything is under control." The conversation drifted back to lighter topics, but I couldn't shake the sudden heavy feeling in my chest. I glanced at Cassie. She was smiling, but her eyes looked incredibly calculating as she stared at her plate. A strange intuition told me she was planning something, but I had no idea just how dangerous her thoughts were. ************* THIRD PERSON The morning came with absolute chaos as Jared hurriedly prepared for the meeting today. Jared was a man who prided himself on flawless punctuality, but the universe seemed to be working against him today. He had spent the entire night locked in his home study, reviewing paperwork, cross-che

“You were there too, weren’t you? He was carrying you.” The guy’s blue eyes went a little distant. “Yeah. That was me.” He tried to move, but Calder pinned him to his side. “Let go, will you? Jesus.” He tugged himself away, Calder reluctantly allowing it. “I’m Jared,” he said. “And you’re safe here. Completely. I was going to call you soon, I’d gotten distracted. We had some trouble, and then we went to freaking Canada—anyway. Long story.” He’d come close enough to touch. Jared. Who’d been in the same place as me, had been broken enough, like me, to be useless in the escape—but stood here in front of me, looking mostly recovered, at home, safe and sound.

“I’m not his.” This time Jared actually gives a small smile. “He knows you don’t wear the ring anymore,” he says lightly, chin nodding toward the tiny black box. “He noticed. For a long time.” Heat crawls up my neck. I straighten. “Staring at the hand of the woman he kidnapped isn’t the normal definition of observant, Jared.” “For a man like Zach, it’s called being thorough.” “Thank you,” I say sweetly. “I really missed pep talks like this.”

Chance never released my hand as we left the clouds and death behind, escaping if only for a little while. He just kept murmuring, “I’ve got you. I’ve got you forever,” into my temple. But would it be enough? Could we survive joining the mafia? Jack said that Chance killing Marino meant he had to become the next Ill Padrino in order for both Chance and I to be safe. What's the plan, daddy? Tell me what's going on in your head. All I could hear was him telling me that he could not give me shame and death, all those months ago now.

" I sobbed on cue, deliberately stoking his greed while tamping down his suspicion. As expected, Nick didn't seethe—he exulted. "Good! That's perfect, Jessica. You did well!" he crowed. "This isn't humiliation—it's our chance to show the world!" To him, pride counted for nothing against three billion. "Carrie will be home today. Don't worry, the safe will be there at the auction." When I hung up, the timid mask dropped from my face. Only scorn remained. Will stepped close and tucked a stray strand of hair behind my ear. "Now we wait for the fish to bite," he murmured.

Chance wasted no time in transferring the contents from his old phone to his new one, then sent the voice note and the photo he secretly took of Johnny to TMZ as he walked back home, then dumped the old phone. When he arrived outside his apartment, he noticed an increase of people gathered outside. All striking up excited chatters. At first, he thought it was Kristoff. But he couldn't make out the blonde hair person in the centre of it all. When he got closer, that's when he realised it was Malcom, with a new hair colour and updated clothing style. "Yes, I too have been-" Malcom stopped talking when his eyes landed on Chance. "Chance. There you are. Never thought you were brave enough to sho