"Fabio, have you got what I asked for yet?"The voice sounded calm, yet still carried an aura of firmness that quickened the heartbeat, making the air in the room tense momentarily.Raphael leaned on his desk, his gaze sharp and direct towards another man standing upright before him, eagerly awaiting the important report he had obtained today."I've summarized what you requested in one document, Sir. Please read and review it first." Fabio swiftly stepped forward, handing over a brown folder to Raphael. It was no easy task gathering all these documents to satisfy his master."And what about Rudolf Adeliade? Have you acquired that too?" Raphael asked again, taking the document from his trusted aide."Yes, Sir," he replied promptly. "I've compiled everything into the folder you're holding right now."Raphael nodded, smiling slightly. He began to scrutinize the sheets Fabio had just handed him, carefully examining them for any crucial information he could use to support his current plans.
"Finally ... Uncle Alex's condition could return to normal," Tristan exclaimed happily while visiting Father Edward in the hospital.Upon hearing the news that Alexander Edgar Martin would be returning home today, Tristan hurriedly went to the hospital during lunchtime. Along with Kenzi and Nicholas, the three even intentionally brought a special gift to be enjoyed by the man they had come to regard as a second father.Tristan looked delighted. Upon arriving at the hospital, he could clearly see how Alex was now able to sit comfortably. He even moved freely like a healthy person. The worry that had plagued him yesterday was now replaced with immeasurable gratitude. Tristan was overjoyed to see the gradual improvement in Uncle Edward's health."Uncle is able to recover thanks to all your prayers. Once again, thank you for your prayers, support, and even your daily visits. Edward is lucky to have friends who care so deeply for him," Alex sincerely expressed. His eyes, moist with emotion,
Tristan took off the black shirt that clung to his body and threw it in any direction. His chest heaved as if he were holding back a flood of emotions. He lifted his face and closed his eyes for a moment. His mind wandered back to the embarrassing incident a few hours ago with Olivia."Olivia, will you be my true girlfriend?"For a long time, Olivia remained silent when that soft voice reached her ears. Her small lips immediately curved into a charming smile. The dim light from the room's lamp shone directly above her head, making her flowing hair appear radiant.Olivia's beauty tonight was truly clear. Although it was hard to admit, deep down in Tristan's heart, he was captivated by how extraordinary Olivia looked this evening."Olivia..." Tristan called once more. His eyebrows lifted as he repeated his previous sentence. "So, what do you think? Will you be my girlfriend?"Olivia blinked. She took a deep breath, making her bare shoulders rise dramatically. She threw a thin smile again
"This file is approved. As for this one, we're just waiting for Mr. Tristan's decision," said Mario, showing several important papers to Tristan in his office."For your information, Mario, in this project, there is one vendor that is said to be paid quite handsomely by Emaar Properties," Tristan said."Do you mean Bechtel, sir? If that's the case, you don't need to worry. If I'm not mistaken, they are still new. And of course, their experience is still far below Leighton's," Mario explained.Tristan nodded. Since signing the MOU, he had been very curious about this vendor. He had never heard of the name before. But how could they get such a high position and be touted to be paid on par with his company?"Can you help me find out who owns this company? And why they were chosen over Besix, which is clearly well-known," Tristan ordered."Yes, sir," Mario replied without any hesitation. Having worked as Tristan's assistant for the past few years, he knew very well what the man wanted. "I
Alfonso Craigh Adelaide just one day set foot in London, England. After years of living in Germany, he decided to return home because he had to participate in a mega project joint venture with other big companies. Before this, he had vowed never to revisit London because he had a dark memory of that city. In the past, even when Sophia insisted on moving to Queen Elizabeth's country, Alfonso did not immediately give permission. There were many things he had to consider. Apart from safety, Alfonso didn't want anything wrong to happen to the princess. Whenever she gave the news, Sophia ensured that she was okay. The woman must have told Alfonso that she was surrounded by many good friends who always helped when needed. Sophia also said she was close to two men who both caught her eye. Alfonso never forbids or limits the relationship of the princess. He often supports everything Sophia chooses. That's why when Sophia invited him to attend a dinner with his friends, Alfonso didn't refus
Towards the next day, very early in the morning, Tristan seemed busy preparing everything he needed for hunting. Aurora even helped the man check and then pack up what equipment Tristan would bring one by one. "Coat, flashlight, digital compass, long-range binoculars, laser rangefinder, boat shoes, walkie-talkie." Aurora counted while put all the equipment on the table. "The rest of the rifle and supplies aren't here yet," said the woman. "I've put my hunting rifle in the car. For your supplies, it seems unnecessary. Edward said he would bring the food." Aurora nodded. Then went back to tidying everything up. "Are you guys going to stay? Or go home before sunset?" Aurora asked curiously. Tristan shrugged. He wasn't sure about this one. But it doesn't seem to stay overnight. Don't we all have to work tomorrow as usual?" "Yes, you're right," said Aurora then. While the two of them were busy checking preparations, Raphael had just finished eating breakfast and immediately called Tr
Edward and all the other friends who were combing the forest than were shocked when they heard the loud sound of gunfire. Looking back, they realized that Tristan and Alfonso didn't even show the bridge of their nose. Worried that something might happen to the two of them, Edward and the others decide to go back into the forest in search of Tristan and Alfonso's whereabouts. The atmosphere became tense when, in the middle of the trip, the sound of gunshots echoed loudly in the air. Edward, who was already filled with panic at that time, hastily quickened his pace. When he arrived at the location, he and the others were shocked. There was Tristan, who seemed to have a conservative attitude while pointing his weapon. Meanwhile, Alfonso sat on the ground. Beside the man are two coyotes suspected of having died from being shot by Tristan's weapon. "Tristan!" Edward reflexively ran and immediately approached. Of course, he was both worried and afraid that the wild beasts might harm his
"Sophia, what are you thinking, honey?" said Alfonso. After finishing dinner, the man, who was still handsome at his young age, found the princess sitting dreamily on the balcony of his room. He watched for a moment until a few minutes passed just like that. Curious about what the princess thought, Alfonso decided to step in and rebuke her. "Dad's been watching you." The man walked in a while, continuing to speak. "You don't want to share this story with your Papa?" he asked. Sophia turned and smiled. Pulling an available chair on the balcony of his room, she asked her father to sit next to her. "Here, Pa," she said, patting the chair's surface for Alfonso to sit down. "There's a lot I want to tell Papa." Alfonso complied. Sitting right in the chair next to Sophia, he brought his hand to gently stroke the princess's hair. Still smiling, he said again. "What is it that you want to tell me this time?" Sophia tugged at the corners of her lips. Averting her eyes, she slightly looke