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Beneath were flawless downward-turned lips she knew Sean satisfyingly feasted on now and then. A grim stare in her direction had Gianna turning her face in embarrassment. He caught her staring. Should she call it a miracle that Sean hadn't looked her way all day or gotten two meters close to her? Was it due to the effect of the slap or simply a bite of guilt? Whatever it was, she hoped it lasted a while longer. "We have a book club going on, I believe you must have heard about it." Gianna began. "The book donation thingy?" "Yeah, we campaign for you to join us. If you're interested that is," she offered. "New ideas for improvements are welcome at any time." She added, for effect.

Janice yelled, throwing a book at him. "Janice! That's my Dan Brown book. How many times have I told you to not throw my books?" I shouted, running and picking up the book. "Look now the cover is folded." I said, showing her the red folded cover of The Da Vinci Code. She rolled her eyes. "It's just a book Joanna," "Exactly! A book!" I exclaimed, trying to straighten the cover. "You know how possessive she is of her books. Not one mark on them." Brittany reminded Janice. In return she just rolled her eyes again.

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“If you keep going the way you are, the best years of your life are going to pass you by and you won’t have any fun memories to show for it. You’ll look up at the age of forty and realize you’re still pinning over a man you never made a move on and still working as a maid at the Hudson Estate. Joanna remained silent, but Beverly’s words hit home. **** Joanna was back in her private quarters at the Hudson Estate. The servants’ quarters were located two city blocks away from the house. She had plenty of time to think during the cab ride home. Beverly had a point. She was going to be twenty-two in a few months and she’s only had one boyfriend in her entire life. She also considered Selena’s advice about getting into fashion design. So, she had the cab driver make a pit stop at the bookstore. She bought two books; Fashion Design Course by Seven Faerm and Valentino: Themes and Variations by Pamela Golbin. Joanna also bought a couple of magazines; Allure, Vogue, and TooChic.

"You're a good man." I thought Joanna was just making an offhand remark, but her next words threw me off. "Duncan, you should keep an eye on Gwen and the others. Perhaps what happened today wasn't just about wanting a child." Before I could press her for more details, she shut the door. Joanna's words completely upended my original plan. I had initially intended to confront Gwen, lay everything out on the table, settle the division of assets, and get a divorce.

Joanna asked with a look of discontent on her face as her mouth was left wide open. “Hello, Miss Meyer”. Bethany moved forward and tried to greet her in a gentle tone. Seeing and scrutinizing the woman before her, her eyes twitched and she was slightly furious. who is this wretched ugly woman? how could any think of hiring a middle-class dirty pig like her as the designer instead of me? how could it be her? is she worth more than I can do? what can a wretched woman like her do here?. Gael was quite observant as his eyes were focused on Joanna, who was acting weird all of a sudden.“What's wrong, Miss Meyer? Do you perhaps know Miss Quest?”.

Joy glanced around Joanna's apartment before cautiously stepping closer and calling her softly. "Joanna." Joanna, engrossed in The Codex of Change, looked up at the sound of her name. "You probably haven't had lunch yet. Come sit and eat with me," she said, setting the book aside and standing up with a warm smile. Joy glanced toward the dining area, where steaming dishes were laid out on the table. Though she wanted to join Joanna for lunch, she thought about her boyfriend, Nathan Cross, waiting outside. Shaking her head, she said, "Thank you, Joanna, but my boyfriend is waiting for me outside. I'll skip lunch."

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But I also knew… if I showed up uninvited right now, Joanna might only retreat further. Still, waiting was killing me. I leaned back in my chair and exhaled slowly. Please let her talk to Gina. Please let her say something. Anything. Hours passed. I couldn’t sit still. I paced the office. Looked at my phone every two minutes. Checked for updates like my life depended on it—because in a way, it did. Then, finally, Gina’s name flashed across the screen. Gina: Joanna’s leaving New York tomorrow. She’s flying out early in the morning.

It was Friday evening. The wine had been poured and snacks were on platters. The meeting of the Fantasy Fiction Writing Club was now in session. Selena, Joanna, and Beverly were sitting at the kitchen table in Selena’s one bedroom apartment. “Okay, ladies, who wants to go first?” Joanna asked. She worked as a maid at the Hudson Estate outside of New York City. She lived in the servant’s quarters on the estate. However, leaving the estate was the only time Joanna could wear jeans and a T-shirt and let her blonde hair down.

Joanna glared at Millie, pride written across her face. Millie pursed her lips to indicate that she was listening. Joanna looked around. Once she confirmed that no one was listening, she leaned over to whisper into Millie's ear, "The one I want to meet is M, from the M Base!" Millie narrowed her eyes. Oh? Joanna huffed and pushed her hair back. She looked at Millie and asked, "Aren't you stunned to hear his name?" Millie raised her eyebrows. Joanna was still Joanna, a spoiled little princess who was absolutely brainless.

“At the Crawford family estate, she’s Mrs. Crawford. At the company, she’s the general manager. But to me, she’ll always be Miss Harrison—my employer.” Joanna’s tone turned colder. “And if you keep harassing her, I’ll call security.” Jason nearly laughed from irritation. “You two really are alike. Both cold-faced and impossible to talk to.” Joanna sneered. “Cold-faced? And what was that earlier? ‘Delicate’? ‘Dependent’?” She crossed her arms. “Mr. Cole, maybe spending too many years driving for Mr. Crawford has gone to your head. You really think being close to rich people makes you one of them?”

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He found Joana in the west garden, a shawl over her shoulders, charcoal staining her fingertips. “You left a note,” he said, not asking. She didn’t look up from her sketchbook. “I leave many notes.” “This one warned me.” “I’m often prophetic.” Zane crouched in front of her. “Joana, what’s happening here?” Finally her eyes met his—they were gray, distant, a winter storm unformed. “There are people in this house who don’t know how to lose,” she said. “And now there’s you. A reminder that everything they’ve built can be disturbed by someone who shouldn’t even be in the room.”

At least I wouldn't be thinking shit about the only woman who could get me out of there. "I thought I wouldn't come back after our first conversation," I immediately said, as soon as I found Joana Jones waiting for me at the same table. She watched me with a smile, and I noticed how beautiful she looked in pink. Everything looked beautiful on that woman. Lioness. "Good afternoon to you, Miss Jones. How was your day?”

Joanna is a cute girl with beautiful blue eyes that contrast with her raven hair and Kae has brown eyes with brown hair. "So Ro in which department do you work?" Joanna asks. "Uhm I'm actually Mr Grey's P.A." I say taking a bite of my salad. "Oh you work for the devil himself, surprised you haven't quit yet." Kae comments. "He isn't as bad as he y'all make him out to be." I defend, all of them snicker. "Wait until the late nights," J adds. "And the snobby clients that are never satisfied." Kae says.

She does both black and white magic, but her love spells are what she is most famous for. The inside of the small shop was dark and lit with candles here and there. Joanna was sitting behind a desk reading a book and drinking a cup of tea. Her long red hair was loose around her shoulders and looked beautiful against her caramel skin. Hat on and Hood pulled down low, I made my way to her. “Hi, Joanna right.” She looked at me. Her eyes were a light shade of red that wasn’t scary but unique. She nodded to me. “What can I do for you?” She said putting the book down and giving me a small smile.

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Joanna said with infuriating confidence. She must have had what she thought was an ace up her sleeve. I didn’t much care for that. At all. Someone as smart and as greedy as Joanna was also dangerous. There was no telling the depths she might go to, to keep a hold on me and on Markus’s money. “I will,” I said, hiding my growing nerves.