Novel & Cerita An Unseemly Lady Spoiler

her lips formed in an O form as her eyes widened in amazement the moment she'd took a close look at the unconscious bastard beside me. "Holy jackpot! He's superbly hot! I think----" "Shut up, Prizella! Let's get 'em be warmed first. They're shiv'rin' you moron!" Agad itong sumimangot when bob-cut haired woman suggested that, glaring at her friend. "Fine! I'll let you boss me around tonight. But just this one time, Amara!" Yamot na saad nito saka padabog ng lumayo sa'min, but not without sending a malicious gaze at Mr. Del fuero.

after a few seconds of the door being opened i hear the maid yelling in excitement. '' oh my! mr and mrs Anderson what a surprise why did you not let me know that you were coming i would have prepared my signature dish for you. '' she says with a wide smile. '' this was short notice Nelly we were not planning on coming here until we heard some news. '' i wonder what news. '' oh '' Nelly replies trying to figure out what mrs Anderson was referring to. '' so Nelly are you going to let us in or are we going to stay out in the cold. ''

She’d gone straight to play cards with the high-society ladies and announced Lilith’s upcoming appearance on The People’s Worker reality show. What did she get in return? Sarcasm. Backhanded compliments. And one “friend” even whispered that she should get tested for AIDS—because her “precious daughter” might be exposed. Selene. Linked to AIDS. The woman nearly combusted on the spot. Now here she was—livid, embarrassed, and looking for blood. Mine. “If you ever pull a disappearing act like that again,” she hissed, “don’t even think about coming back.” I laughed softly. “Let’s get a few things straight.”

Not the viper who had wrung every drop of pain and humiliation from her existence. She would not be seen like this—pregnant, veiled, vulnerable. Never again. “Tell me,” Sandra said mockingly, her eyes glinting with cruel delight, “how ugly must your face be that I would find offense at it? Is there really a woman more repulsive than Lord Barbara himself? Hahaha!” Her laughter rang out, sharp and cutting. A chorus of giggles followed from the noble ladies who lingered nearby, eager to echo Sandra’s cruelty. “Unveil her,” Sandra commanded, a wicked smile tugging her lips.

he said, putting the cup beside the lady. “This looks nice. Thank you” she smiled. As Adrian turned to leave, he was drawn in by the displayed screen of her customer’s phone. “A cover of Jac O’Neil’s edition of Societal Problems I have never seen before?!” He exclaimed, staring at the lady with widened eyes of surprise and excitement. The lady looked around like she was about to let out a huge secret; “I bought an unreleased copy.” She whispered. “What?!” Adrian exclaimed. “Is that possible? Is it legal?”

But I was really hoping that there wouldn't be any kind of scandal, and I really didn't want Lily to see or hear anything about this. I took a deep breath to calm my nerves while simultaneously trying to regain my composure. After that, I opened the door all the way, and there standing in front of me was a lady who I had never seen before. Her eyes were a dark brown color, and she had a round, pudgy face. Her hair was chopped off in a very short style. She gave off the impression of a wealthy woman who hadn't gotten much sleep in the past seven days. I narrowed my eyes slightly and then I asked her, "Excuse me. Who are you?"

she said coldly and bothered. "Yes Miss Grey" she replied. I walked out and the other's were looking disappointed when they heard the news. I walked slowly behind them and rode the elevator together. I can't believe I'm just going be a damn PA to that woman. By the looks and attitude of her, I could tell she's rude, moody and cocky. Well at least I'll be busy working no time to think and cried about Alex or reminder of that night with that stranger. I think I'm going to be sick just by remembering sleeping with a stranger. What if he has STDs or anything? Yuck!!!!

Their eyes flickered over me, then quickly back down to the ground. As we walked into the spacious private area, I could see the other women gathered around a large, polished table. They were all perfectly put together—perfectly groomed, perfectly poised. Their laughter echoed in the room, empty and rehearsed, a series of high-pitched giggles that left a bad taste in my mouth. They looked like they were playing some game, an elaborate performance of kindness, but I could see through it.

Standing on her doorstep, in full glamorous glory despite the early hour, was Ali—arms crossed, brows raised, and lips pursed like she was ready for war. Before Lara could even greet her, Ali marched in. “Good morning to you too,” Lara said dryly, closing the door behind her. Ali spun around dramatically, dropped onto the couch, and placed her phone down on the coffee table, screen facing up. “Okay. What is this, Lara?” she demanded. “Care to explain?” Lara’s half-asleep brain struggled to focus until her eyes landed on the article. Her breath caught. An entertainment site article was pulled up, headline in bold:

“Something that can help him. Something to help us.” Lady Lily studied me in silence for a moment, then let out a quiet exhale. She stepped past me, her gown brushing the floor as she moved with practiced elegance. I watched as she halted at a shelf near the far corner, her hand hovering for just a moment before plucking out a book bound in dark leather. Turning back toward me, she held it up like an offering. “I believe this could help,” she said. Suspicion flickered through me. “Why would you give me this?”