Novel & Cerita 215 Lexington Ave

"Xander, I need to go to Longacre Building." Xander nodded. "I'll go with you." Emily also quickly spoke up. "I'll come too." So the three of them left together. … Longacre Building was located in the most bustling area of downtown. After Xander parked the car, the three of them walked into the building. They entered the elevator and went all the way to the 22nd floor. Even from a distance, Grace could already see a figure. Soon, Jessica's voice sounded. "Ms. Lewis, we meet again."

Cecily moved away from the window, swiping her car keys from a cupboard as she decided—she would follow them. Lexie parked her car in front of the address she'd received as a text. Standing at the main doors of the building, she gaped at the skyscraper, admiring its intricate design. The glass doors slid open, and she walked in with Martha, who was also in awe of the place. How lucky did one person have to be to live in a place like this? Lexie was admiring the glaring white interior of the building as a strong scent hit her nose. It was vaguely familiar, but she couldn't place who it belonged to. As soon as she caught sight of messy auburn hair, however, emerging from a corner with two othe

Blakely decided to trust Nickson and let the man take her to his penthouse on 5th Avenue. Had she not been so exhausted last night, she would have admired the whole place in Nickson's splendid penthouse. This time Nickson’s property is not black and gray, but a sapphire blue that looks very beautiful when combined with the view from the large windows overlooking the sparkling heart of New York City.

Was he going crazy? He rules out the cheapest apartment and holds up the photos of the other two. Turning the photo of the third apartment to Sousa, he asks: - What about this apartment? - Well, Mr. Dixan, it has very generous areas: one bedroom with a walk-in closet, two bathrooms, a living room with a fireplace, a kitchen, a laundry room, and a balcony overlooking the Hudson River. - And this one? - he asks, showing the second apartment. - That one has good areas but is smaller than the other. It has one bedroom with a walk-in closet, one bathroom, a living room with a big balcony, a kitchen, and a laundry room. It has a magnificent view of Central Park and the Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis R

Emma stood outside Jake Morrison's apartment building on the Upper East Side, clutching her laptop bag and seriously questioning her life choices. The elegant brownstone with its wrought-iron details and perfectly manicured entrance screamed expensive the kind of place that came with doormen and marble lobbies and editors who could afford to take risks with their authors' careers.

The address Jessica provided wasn't a warehouse in Red Hook. That had been misdirection in case I showed the letter to authorities. The real location came via text at 8:45 AM: "Change of plans. Penthouse suite, 432 Park Avenue. Top floor. Come alone. The doorman is expecting you." 432 Park Avenue. One of the most expensive residential buildings in Manhattan. Luxury apartments with panoramic city views. Security cameras everywhere. The last place I expected for a confrontation with a fugitive.

There’s also a place for curtains to hang subtly whenever I don’t want the light streaming in. The apartment itself has 70 linear feet of views looking over Central Park. You don’t have to be a New Yorker to appreciate the address 220 Central Park South which of course is on the southern end of the city’s iconic park so the penthouse looks over the entire 2.5 miles of green to the north with Manhattan stretching out to the south

Amidst Elena's rants, she walked straight to the black custom Bentley Bentayga packed at the entrance of the cafe. ** After leaving the cafe, Lexi didn't go back to the mansion. Instead, her driver took her back to her penthouse. She needed lots of rest before her battle will begin. And also she needed to make a call. At the entrance of her penthouse, Lexi glanced at Uncle Joe." I need you to call him. Tell him to continue to keep his mouth shut about the Langston. Also, explain everything about the inheritance to the chamber. Someone is going to pry. They should know what to say and what not to say. Got it?"

“Do you need me to prepare lunch for you or something?” “No Liam, I'm fine. I’ll grab something on my way home.” I picked up my bag and keys, gave myself one final look in the mirror. My lipstick was flawless, my strawberry blonde curls tucked behind one ear and then walked out before he could say another word. ••••• The drive to Hart & Rowe’s headquarters was short and peaceful. I parked and got out, staring open-mouthed at the building in front of me. It was like a glass-and-steel fortress in the heart of New York.The kind of building that practically screamed power and wealth.

Clean, dark, and damn him, perfectly suited to his face. “You’re going to make my life difficult.” I blinked once, then forced the corner of my mouth up. “Thank God. For a second there, I was worried my dress wasn’t contributing enough.” :::: Nicholas’s business associate’s house stood on the Upper East Side with the kind of silence only old, rich buildings possess. Golden lights glowed warmly behind the tall windows. A row of black cars lined the curb. From the outside alone, the place already looked like the kind of setting where people made million-dollar decisions while holding champagne and smiling like their sins were tax-deductible.