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Get to him Sloane! Get to him!
For a professional thief, getting what you want without having an idea of what it looks like is not so easy, especially when it comes to the Manchesters.
Sloane had heard everything, she had been watching so closely to prevent anything from spoiling her plans and now that the golden contract is in the picture she must make sure it isn’t signed by Fred.
This thought engulfed her mind as she walked out of the bride’s room, dodging any lane that may lead to Mrs. Kareena, that woman had been a pain in her neck. She was careful enough not to bump into her, again.When she got downstairs, into the first hall, her phone beeped, it was a message from Mary.Why didn’t you return home last night?Sloane smiled and texted back… Someone is missing me already… I decided to spend the night here to keep a close watch on Fred but there’s a little problem, he wants to sign a contract that may ruin our plans of getting some gems.She punched the send button and put the phone in hRelated chapters
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Demi Grounds, daughter of Andrew Grounds, CEO of Grounds designers and obviously the rich kid who owns everything she wanted.The day hasn’t been a good one. She had thought Fred would give her a deep hug seeing her in the best outfit ever but all he did was smile and took her for a walk round the building. It would had been better if the lady who claimed to be the wedding planner hadn’t stopped her in the lobby for a tip on what kind of flowers she would love in the groom’s room. The lady was so pretty, she hoped Fred hadn’t been eyeing her.“Uh!” she sighed, combing her brown hair, she shouldn’t get it rough for her meeting later in the day with Mr. Manchester.There was a knock on the door, Demi ordered the visitor to come in.Amy walked in with a cup of coffee in hand, she quickly placed it on a table in the left corner of the room and walked to Demi. “I’m here ma’am.”
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A gigantic house like this should have signboards, this was what she was thinking, trying to get a clue on which passage leads to the bunkhouse.The frustrating old lady had ordered her to call the workers herself since she was being paid for job, if truly she was the one getting the money then she wouldn’t be wasting her time trying to steal from the arrogant and insensitive Fred Manchester.“I despise him!” she cursed, heading towards the first passage at her sight, it was separate from the building, definitely not the one leading to Fred’s room.The lobby was a dark one with flames building up at one angle and at the other was a caged dove, one would think it was a lane for sorcerers.She was still moving, searching every opened door with her eyes. Phoebe had warned her not to ruin their plans but it seemed like there was nothing to ruin since none of her plans had been carried out without being seen by the old lady, if only someone had told her there was
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Phoebe hung up, turning to the woman by her side. The woman had been staring at her for a long time now. They were sitting by the water fountain, the woman had a pet, a cat, in hand.“What’s wrong?” Phoebe said to the woman who still didn’t take her eyes off her.“You were speaking on the phone not realizing my cat had scratched your elbow,” the woman chuckled. Her wrinkled neck revealed behind her hood, she was looking really rough and depressed, with her sagged boobs also revealing behind the heavy clothing.Phoebe looked down at her hand and saw the mark given by the cat, she was so caught up in the call and was eager to know what was up with her friend that she didn’t realize the injury. “Oh shit! I was so caught up in the conversation with Sloane that I didn’t…”“Sloane?” the woman replied, carefully running her fingers though the furs of the little cat. “I had a daughter na
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Rose stopped the cab at The Manchester’s mansion and paid the taxi driver, grabbing her coat on the chair handle. Her legs made loud noises as she walked on the wet ground with splashes wetting her hard boot.It was a not too good weather for a woman of her type.The last time she had visited this mansion was twelve years ago when she was still in good terms with Sloane’s father. The citizens had been invited for the wedding between Ray Manchester and Nike Raymond, an extended family to Maxwell Manchester that was the first and last day she had entered the building.From day one she had the feeling that Phoebe knew something about her long lost daughter and the feeling was right, Phoebe was Sloane’s friend.She thought about all this as she made her way to the back of the building, dodging all eyes. But why was she at the back of the building?It was still raining heavily and the tall building was beaten by the unfor
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