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When the past comes calling
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 naRelated chapters
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The window to the mini apartment flung open by the wind as the heavy downpour began. The meowing of cats and hooting of the night birds made it even worse to think straight. It was a scary hour in Mission Hills.Phoebe ran to the door of the apartment with hand tucked to her pocket, she knocked on it with the strength left in her after a whole race from nature, finding no excuse to bring the door down if no one answered, but there wouldn’t be a need for that as the door creak came loud in her ears and someone signaled her to come in.With hands still tucked to her pocket, she walked into the lit house.“I’ll help with your coat,” the woman smiled, helping her pull off her jacket. She took it away from her hands and hung it on the wall close to the door. “Please have a sit.”Phoebe smiled and sat in the old couch, with furs on it like that of an unshaven yeti.The apartment was not too bad as she had thought, the lamps were brightly lit like those in scary movies
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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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"Hmm, what an interesting discovery," the lady in red muttered again, filling another empty cup with red wine. Her eyes were fixed on a bracelet on the table, the one she had taken, no, stolen from the library, even as she muttered her thoughts out, she couldn't get her eyes off it.She dipped the wine out of the cup in a despicable way. "You know, the girl, Sloane isn't useless, she could be of some help.""How?""Oh Amy," She uttered, it was obvious her mouth was filled with unsaid words as she stared at the maid sitting right in front of her. To her, Sloane wasn't one of her options, she was her only option. "The lady is planning to leave.""You did a great job spying, Demi,"Demi gave out a rude laugh with her eyes following every trail of it. "Did I? I have my ways Amy. Thanks to her.""So what is next?"She smiled, lifting her legs off the table, staring at the bracelet. She walked to it and held it between her fingers. A ten carat diamond br
The CEO's Stolen Moments Blurb
They say-"train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it." This was the case of my childhood, my life.I know you might think it's all about Love and Lies. Maybe. But who knows the lonely feeling of a twelve year old kid who was emotionally and mentally derailed and blackmailed by her own mother and friends?It was no fault of hers when her father left with his other family."You haven't seen the last of me!" he had told her to say to her enemies at least to ease the pains unlike the cowards in existence.She wouldn't love nor care about any damn single person or thing, and grows into what they made her become; an emotionless thief.Is it all about money, or love, or her? How manipulative she could be? "I won't only steal from him, I'll break him too, into pieces and shatters." That's what you get for bullying an innocent young girl.It's all about her.Her name is Sloane this is her story!&nbs
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