Novels by Eg. Martina

"Please come in, sir. You have been invited to attend an event organized by Mr. Don Alexander this evening. It's quite sudden, so we're picking you up in person," said the waiter who opened the door to the luxury car parked in front of the store.Jason turned around and asked, "What is it? May I know?""It's Miss Laura's birthday celebration. She has never celebrated before due to her poor health," the waiter replied.As Jason predicted, Laura finally regained consciousness and was able to resume her normal activities. After undergoing self-administered acupuncture therapy, she is now fully recovered.Jason nodded and got into the car. He was taken to a party held at one of the city's most luxurious five-star hotels. Jason looked neat and authoritative in the elegant suit he had put on for the occasion.Clooney Family Residence:"You deserve a punishment! Where have you been all day?" Mr. Donald snapped, his face red with anger when he saw Sean arrive with a bruised face.His anger pe

"Yes, sir, why did you leave it at that? It's obvious this man made a scene by damaging his luxury car!" Sean replied, his eyes glaring at the showroom owner. They both looked upset about what had happened to Jason when he let him off the hook. The showroom owner then bowed and paid his respects to Jason, then said. "Sir, please forgive us for our poor store service. If there is anything that makes you feel uncomfortable, you can talk to me about it. The showroom owner spoke to Jason, ignoring Sean and Alexa who were next to him with their complaints. "Sir? Did he just speak to Jason sir?" Alexa was shocked and looked at Sean as if she couldn't believe it. Sean chimed in, "Sir, are you out of your mind calling him sir? He's a lone beggar, is your eyesight impaired?" Sean scoffed in annoyance.It certainly didn't make sense for a showroom owner to bow down and pay homage to a man who looked like a tramp in shabby clothes and looked disgusting. The showroom owner then turned to Se

"Right, it's impossible for anyone to give him that much money. Sean joined in the laughter. Annoyed, the showroom owner asked Jason sternly. "How about it, can you pay for it? If not, I'll take you to the police." He threatened. Jason was speechless, he couldn't say anything to defend himself, even though it wasn't his fault, but instinctively he was the one who hit the Lamborghini Aventador. Besides, Jason doesn't have a billion dollars right now and that's a lot of money, Jason sighed. Furious at Jason's actions, the showroom owner waved his index finger at the guard to give him his orders. "Zack? Catch this beggar and secure him in a special place!" The showroom owner's command made his jaw clench and his voice shrill. The officer quickly carried out his master's orders. He grabbed Jason's hands and handcuffed him, then dragged him violently into a room. "Come with me, you dirty beggar! You look disgusting." He said harshly as he dragged Jason. Seeing this, Alexa and Sean la

"What, who are you to judge me like that?" Alexa growled, she was getting annoyed, her face turning red as she was about to walk over to Jason. "Shut your mouth or I'll rip it out! You're just a poor beggar, don't you think this is all a joke?" Alexa warned Jason before she finally went to pick out the car she liked. She walked away with her original attitude on display. Seeing Jason sigh, he didn't care what Alexa said, even though it was a warning. While Jason was picking out a scooter, he saw Sean and Alexa picking out the most beautiful and expensive car. It was a red Lamborgini Aventador. Alexa looked so happy and excited. "Thank you baby, you got me my wish." Alexa said. Sean answered her calmly. "It's your gift and you deserve it." The couple looked so harmonious that Jason frowned when he saw him and looked at him coldly, trying to forget all the bad memories with Alexa. Even though Sean was his cousin, their relationship was not so good, especially after Jason found out

The next day, after receiving an address from Mr. Don Alexander, Jason left the man's residence early in the morning. The morning air was still cold as he stepped out of the gate of the mansion.Before leaving, Mr. Don had offered him a special gift as a token of gratitude, but Jason politely declined. It was already a necessity for Jason. After a long walk, Jason arrived in the bustling downtown area. The streets were filled with vehicles. And Jason's mind was on the journey he had to make to the city of Soutles, which was thousands of miles away from the city of Newton Hill. How would he get there faster if he walked?Jason needed a vehicle and went to a well-known showroom in the town of Newton Hill. As he stepped out to select some electric scooters, he was suddenly confronted by a tall, muscular man."What's a beggar like you doing here? Go away! We don't accept donations." A security guard stopped Jason and blocked his way. Jason's steps stopped, he looked up to see him quest

Don Alexander is a powerful man here in Niami Hill and has an emotional intelligence in handling affairs. How could he treat a beggar more than anything else? Even for a powerful man in Niami Hill? However, all that he did was to give his gratitude to Jason for saving his daughter's life, for him his daughter was everything. After the meal was over, Doctor Darwin returned to the town of East Niagara and Jason prepared to continue his destination to the town of Soutles. But Don Alexander wanted to give a special gift to Jason, he wanted Jason to work in his company as a confidant that he could rely on. He said coaxingly. "As a token of my gratitude would you like to work for my company? I would appreciate it if you would join?" Jason smiled slightly, "Sir I actually have a purpose that I need to know the truth about, my family had a mysterious accident that I need to know about in Soutles." Jason explained.Don Alexander was surprised about Jason's reasoning. "An accident in Sou

"We will buy it, Darling," Leon promised. "We will have all of that—a family. A son... who possesses your wisdom and my strength," he asserted. He gently touched Celine's stomach, hinting at the deeply longed-for dream. Leon closed his eyes, fervently hoping the tragic shadow of Alex Mozu would simply dissipate, at least for this afternoon. "Everything... will soon come true. I will never dismiss that dream again. Trust me entirely."Celine smiled, fully content. Her belief in Leon was now absolute; even without the formal recognition of his title, she knew Leon was her King. Leon drew Celine back into his arms. Her body felt warm and reassuring. They hugged tightly, savoring the warmth of the afternoon sun—a symbol of the certainty and total tranquility Leon now felt. This moment felt perfect, peaceful, and brimming with the promise of a future that would not be easily destroyed by any rival. The scent of fresh soil penetrated her senses."Darling," Celine whispered, her hand stroking

"Leonor... Leonor... You are the man who will truly miss that woman. And I will ensure she remains in my grasp, no matter what you attempt to do." Alex promised, his voice soft, yet terrifyingly chilling.Alex Mozu slowly sipped his dark red wine. His eyes implied stillness, a clear mark of impending triumph. He left the room, locking the door behind him. The aroma of sandalwood and burnt wood was left behind in the small bunker.Leon returned to their residence with a visibly exhausted face, but he quickly masked the shadow of weariness with a soft smile. Although the mission to track Alex Mozu had yielded no conclusive results, Leon realized he could not afford to waste any more time; he needed to grant Celine a moment—a deserving respite for the couple who had just solidified their love. He had sent Celine a quick message, asking for the entire afternoon for a simple date, away from all chaos.Celine agreed instantly. She had been longing for such an invitation—a validation that Le

"Business? An important matter carried out by an unemployed pauper, Lady Celine?" Marko mocked, offering a cynical chuckle. He carefully wiped the corners of his mouth with a soft silk napkin. He appeared to have just finished a costly lobster dinner. The smell of his arrogance stung Celine’s nose."We are discussing Leonor Whangzou Lee!" Mrs. Barta interrupted sharply. Her eyes gleamed with obsession, demanding attention. She then picked up a fresh newspaper Marko had printed. The news... it was the very same headline Maria had shown her earlier. The photo of Leonor Whangzou Lee in his commanding attire fascinated Mrs. Barta deeply. This was a golden opportunity she could not reject."I imagine, Ms. Celine, you refuse to believe the gravity of the truth. But that man has returned. His awakening will completely influence the entire business market in Wilten Hill. **Moba Mobile Group** is not just any company; it is the property sector giant we have long sought connections with," Mrs.

"The Whangzou Clan elders and government officials begged him, Madam," Maria replied, looking excited as she shared the details. "They have been circulating this news since dawn. Reportedly, he seldom appears publicly—almost never. His resurrection is now considered a Divine Intervention by the elite business community of Wilten Hill. Allegedly, he left after a massive conflict with several clan elders, pursuing a personal principle he fiercely believed in."Celine stepped closer to the screen, meticulously examining the man's face again. The furrowed brow resembled Leon when he was thinking intently. "Leon..." Celine murmured to herself. *No. It cannot be.* Yet the similarities... could not be dismissed. The sharp lines around Leon's eyes when he was serious, his prominent nose... everything matched. However, she had to deny it. Leon was just a simple man from the village who came to marry her, a man seeking genuine happiness. How could it possibly be the same person?She struggled t

Celine sighed, watching Leon's back disappear behind the securely shut door of their private elevator. Her husband's sudden departure left a surging wave of turbulent emotions within her. The soft smile lingering from the previous night gradually faded. She walked listlessly toward the bedroom door, which remained slightly ajar, ensuring her husband had truly left and finalized all the 'urgent business' that now seemed to dominate his life. A quiet mumble, an uncontainable inner voice, escaped her lips."He is always so secretive. Do I not deserve to know your secret, Leon?" Celine muttered, her voice filled with deep curiosity and an honest admission. Although her sincere love for Leon was now confessed, she felt an intense, crushing dilemma. Leon’s secrets always felt so heavy and untouchable, as if she were deemed unworthy to grasp them fully.Now, Celine felt an intense duality in her heart. Leon, her intimate and loving husband, suddenly shifted into Leon, the cold, secret hero,

Celine turned her face away. She attempted to evade Leon's gaze. "Leon," she whispered, her voice choked and shy. "You... you should have informed me about your intentions." She turned her body, presenting her back to Leon, her frame slightly trembling as she processed the cascade of new sensations.Leon embraced her from behind, resting his chin on Celine’s exposed shoulder. "Inform you about what, Darling?" Leon whispered. "Does the profound desire of a man for his wife require official announcement? I believe... that is something that merely needs to be felt, not extensively discussed. Did everything not proceed smoothly? I ensured that all the rage and intense desire triggered by Mr. Martin’s tonic... never inflicted harm upon you, Lady Celine. I assure you that there is no need for worry, Darling.""I... I cannot deceive myself any longer, Leon," Celine confessed. Her embarrassment receded, replaced by an overwhelming, heartfelt honesty. She held Leon's hand circling her abdomen.