Novel & Cerita Amazon Hazelwood

"I didn't want to be late," Hazel said, keeping her voice as calm as possible. She didn't mention that she’d been up since four in the morning, jumping at every sound outside her window, worried that it might be Brock and his brother coming to collect their money. Or that the early bus was the only way she felt safe getting to the city. Maxwell nodded once. "Good," he said. "Come into my office." Hazel grabbed her notebook and followed him. She watched him sit behind the massive desk that seemed to make him look even more powerful. She was still in disbelief that this was the same man she had dared to insult.

The next day, Jasper took Hazel to the headquarters of Quinn Enterprises. The glass skyscraper in the heart of Herlington’s business district blew her away. It was just as grand as the Blake Industries Tower, but it had a more classic, warmer aesthetic. During a quick tour, Hazel saw the true scale of her mother’s family legacy—from luxury hotels and famous restaurant chains to cutting-edge tech investments. Everything was run with precision, yet it still felt human.

After they left the office, Alex drove to his mansion and made sure she stepped into his mansion before he zoomed out. Immediately Alex zoomed off, Hazel came out of the mansion, She noticed no one was putting their eyes on her as Alex dropped her off, The maids had retired for the night so everywhere was calm and quiet. Hazel immediately sneaked to the security area. “Hello,” she smiles at the security guy on duty. “Your boss asked I bring something to him,” she said for The guy to frown. “Boss just leave,” he said.

It’s unhealthy. So, naturally, I take it upon myself to fix it. It takes a bit of wrangling to get all the pieces into place, and a hell of a lot is riding on the weather doing what it’s supposed to, but by mid-morning the ball is rolling. Hazel needs to pick up a supply delivery from Hollowrock. A handful of barrels stored near the old watchtower halfway down the ridge road. Normally, she’d drag two juniors with her. Today, she’s getting Jace.

They walk inside the mall and buy a few things. When Hazel's eyes met with the Urban Decay boutique signboard, she stops her pace. "I need to buy something. Stay here." she signaling both of them to wait for her outside the boutique. Aaron nods his head. He thought that Hazel will take a short time to buy her things, but he was wrong. He waits outside for more than 30 minutes. Asher also starts to show a boring look. "Uncle, what did mommy buy until it takes a long time to wait?" Asher asks him.

She finally came out of her bedroom looking fresh out of the shower. Her mom felt a heavy burden just lifted off her shoulder. Hazel was feeling better. There was still deep sadness on her face but she forced a smile and said 'Hi' and gave her a long hug. The day was getting dark and Claire's relief was short-lived because Hazel was on her way outside to meet the boy in a designer hoodie in his white Lamborghini who looked like he hadn't had a good sleep in days.

It was almost painful watching everyone else live so freely while I felt like I had spent months running from one disaster straight into another. After nearly twenty minutes, Hazel slowed the car in front of a modest apartment building tucked away on a quiet street. There was nothing particularly special about it. No expensive gates, no security guards standing outside, no luxury cars parked nearby. It looked like the sort of place people actually lived peaceful lives. She turned off the engine before looking at me with a reassuring smile. "We're here." "Where exactly is here?," I asked, glancing at the building. Hazel climbed out of the car, and I followed her, still looking around cautious

He said and Hazel was happy she did not have to use her dagger. "Well, the Asher's live uptown in a brown mansion. All you have to do is just keep going straight up this way and you will not miss it, " he said to her and Hazel smiled a sinister smile as her blood rushed hot. It was about to go down

"Have a good day at work, Haze. I love you." "Love you too. Drive safe," Hazel said, giving him a quick kiss before stepping out of the car. She pulled her coat tight against the cold wind and hurried up the concrete steps into the massive lobby. She swiped her security badge at the turnstiles and caught the elevator up to the forty-second floor. Hazel was a twenty-five-year-old data analyst. She crunched numbers, built projection models, and spent most of her day in a quiet cubicle. It was supposed to be a completely normal Tuesday.

" Mom! Hold on!" As soon as she enters, I walk in behind her, asking her to wait for me. Then she stops just short of the living room. I see that Hazel is there, fulfilling her contract, wearing a beautiful floral dress in that off-the-shoulder, shin-length style. I lose my voice. " Good morning " Hazel says " I'm sorry I didn't come with Jonathan to pick you up, but I've hurt my knee and the pain is intense. My name is Hazel White.