Novels by King Of Plot Twist

Her eyes widened as she read the message:"Dear Becky,We regret to inform you that we have decided to let you go, effective immediately. We apologize for any inconvenience this may cause and appreciate the brief time you spent with our team. Unfortunately, your performance and adaptability did not meet our expectations, and we feel it is best to part ways.Sincerely,[Management]"Becky felt like she'd been punched in the gut. She had just started today, and now she was being fired? The timing seemed almost cruel. She thought about Ellen, wondering if this was somehow connected to her nemesis. The universe seemed to be conspiring against her, and Becky couldn't help but feel like she was running out of options.Becky's mind racing, she wondered again if William was behind this. She remembered his threat earlier that day to make her resign or he'd let her go. Could he really stoop that low? The more she thought about it, the more she was convinced that he was involved.Without hesita

The nurse smiled sympathetically as he approached Becky's bedside. "Okay, now that you're feeling a bit better, I need to take some blood for a few tests," he said, preparing the equipment.Becky's expression turned skeptical. "Is it really necessary? I'm fine now. My memory's back, and I just want to get out of here," she said, trying to pull her arm away.The nurse gently held her arm in place. "I'm afraid it's necessary, Becky. We need to run some tests to make sure you're okay. Just a small prick, and it'll be over soon," he reassured her.Becky sighed, reluctantly agreeing to the test. As the nurse took her blood, she winced slightly at the needle's pinch.The nurse then handed her a small cup. "Now, I need you to pee into this cup for a urine test," he said with a friendly smile.Becky took the cup, feeling a bit embarrassed. "Okay, got it," she said, heading towards the toilet.As she locked the door behind her, Becky caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. Her eyes looked t

Waking up in a hospital bed can be disorienting, especially when you don't remember how you got there or what happened. Becky slowly opens her eyes to find herself surrounded by sterile hospital equipment and strangers in medical attire. The beeping of machines and faint murmurs of conversations in the background only add to her confusion.As she tries to piece together her memories, a nurse notices she's awake and approaches her bedside. "Good day, Mrs. Can you tell me your name?" the nurse asks gently. Becky's mind goes blank, and she struggles to recall even the simplest details about herself.“Becky.” She mouthed. “Becky Stewart.”“Okay, Becky, can you remember what happened?” The nurse asked Becky. Becky's eyes widened as she struggled to recall even the simplest details about herself. "I...I don't know," she stammered, feeling a wave of panic wash over her. "I don't remember anything."The nurse's expression was reassuring. "It's okay, that's normal. We suspected that you fel

Becky's jaw dropped as she felt a wave of shock wash over her. Resign? Or get fired? She couldn't believe what she was hearing. She had just started this job, and she was already being asked to leave? It didn't make any sense. "Why?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "What have I done wrong?" William's expression was unreadable as he replied, "It's not about what you've done wrong, Becky. It's about...us. Me and You. The complications. And I don't think it's a good idea for us to work together." Becky felt a surge of anger and hurt at his words. Complications? Was that what she was to him? She thought about all the times they had clashed, all the times he had hurt her. And now, he was asking her to leave her job? "No," she said, her voice firm. "I won't resign. I just started this job, and I'm not going to let you push me out." William's eyes narrowed slightly as he replied, "Fine. Then I'll have to let you go. The choice is yours." Becky's heart was racing as

Becky followed her supervisor, Ms. Patel, to her new workstation. Ms. Patel introduced her to her team and explained her job responsibilities. As she listened intently, trying to absorb as much information as possible, Ms. Patel handed her a thick manual and told her to review it before starting her tasks. Just as she was about to begin, the office fell silent, and everyone rose to their feet. Becky looked up to see William standing in the doorway, his commanding presence filling the room. He was tall and imposing, with broad shoulders and a confident stride. His eyes scanned the room, and when they landed on her, he locked gazes with her, his expression unreadable. As he strode towards her, the employees parted, greeting him with a chorus of "Good morning, sir." Ms. Patel curtsied slightly, her voice formal. "Good morning, sir. Can I help you with something?" William's gaze never left Becky's face as he asked, "Who is she?" Ms. Patel looked at Becky nervously before

The next day, Becky's phone beeped with a job acceptance offer from the company she had applied to the night before. She jumped with joy, feeling a sense of relief wash over her. She was going to have a job, and she was going to be able to support herself. She quickly rushed to the bathroom to get ready, dressing in the only decent outfit she had. She put on a white blouse and a pair of black pants, trying to look as professional as possible. She didn't have time to eat breakfast, and she didn't have any money to buy food anyway. At 7:55 AM, she rushed out of her apartment building and hailed a taxi. She arrived at the company, NovaTech, at 8:00 AM sharp. She took a deep breath, smoothing out her clothes and trying to compose herself. As she rushed to the elevator, she saw a man about to step inside. "Wait!" she called out, rushing towards him. "Can you hold the elevator for me?" The man turned and saw Becky rushing towards him. He smiled and held out his hand to stop th