Novel & Cerita Angela Samota Apartment

She smiled, “I think we can do that.” We all went to Daniel’s limo and Angela gave the driver the first address. While we were on our way, Angela started, “I’m saving the one I told you about for last. This first one is another listing that I have exclusively. This one has twenty floors, the square footage on each floor is generous, but it will need some updating. Right now, the décor is very nineteen-eighties.” I laughed, “Got it.”

“The one owned by the Cornells?” “Of course that one,” she snapped, raising her voice. “Just move!” The cab peeled off into the night, tires screeching lightly on the dry road. Samantha opened her tracking app again. Angelo’s dot was moving fast—closing in on the condo. Her jaw set. “Let’s see what you’re really up to…”

Rosa and I walked up to Samantha and said, ‘I will show you one since all of them look exactly the same on the inside and the outside. Samantha showed us the apartment. It looked huge and modern and I could tell it was newly built. There was a spacious kitchen; all the cabinets were white with black door handles. The living room was also spacious, as was the dining room. There was a staircase leading up to the bedrooms. Both bedrooms were huge, with their own built-in bathroom and a built-in closet in each room. The rooms had a balcony that looked over the ocean and I knew I had to buy this place. My employees will love this place.

“Okay. Thank you again, sir. What’s your name?” “Miguel, Miss Brooke. I’m Miguel Ramos. You can call me Miguel.” “Please call me Amy too.” Then Amy moved to the back. Miguel opened the door for her, and later, he drove the car to Samuel’s apartment—the WLS apartment. Samuel had several apartments and a few houses in the city. He also had many properties in other cities, even in other countries. Considering he ran the hotel networks and restaurants, it was normal for him to have and buy buildings everywhere. Samuel then converted some buildings to hotels, restaurants, or the newest in his agenda—resorts.

But for those whose apartment was situated on the tenth floor, thirteenth floor, they were never going to stop complaining, rightly so. As I approached the last stairs, I noticed Samantha, the daughter of a couple living in the same floor as me, but towards the end of the hallway. She was a between six or seven, I supposed, taking into consideration her height and attitude. She was a blond, with freckles just below her eyes which ran up to her nose area. She always had on this big and thick medicated glasses that made her tiny brown eyes look even bigger.

1 text message from Eshika I clicked on the notification to find the link to the apartment advertisement that we went through last week followed by a text message. 'You better make an offer for that apartment right NOW!!!!' -Eshika Oh my God! She was right. I have enough money now with the envelope my grandma gave me and I am pretty sure I can afford that amazing apartment but I have no idea who was the owner/roommate. The only information about the seller was the email address which read Anderson.R@hotmail.com

Scar, we have to rate your new chef and see if he has skills than ours,” Angela said, glancing at Scarlet, who was busy with the wallpaper. “Me too. If he has skills, then I will be coming every day to eat at your place,” Samantha said. “I have an idea. What we all go live at the apartment, then go back to the mansion on the weekend?” Angela said, her eyes lighting up. “No way. So that you can’t be under my eyes?” Mrs Cole replied coldly. “Aunt, you guys always send people to monitor us every time. When have we ever stopped being ‘under your eyes’?” Samantha said, making the woman glare at her and Scarlet laugh.

His cool voice whispered between soft breaths, "Mm, how much did he take from you? Let him report the amount to me, and I'll pay." Kimberly was surprised by his agreeable response. With a slight raise of her beautiful eyebrows, she tilted her head back, cooperating with his kiss, breathing unevenly as she calculated. She continued to probe, "Samuel, I like this apartment. How about you give it to me?" She was testing the waters. Given the property's prime location and substantial size, it was undoubtedly several times more expensive than her Nanping Villa. Thinking he hadn't heard her, she heard him hum lightly.

Angela sighed dreamily while imagining what she just said, being sicken loved so hard core by the young successful and oh devilishly handsome bachelor,that would be a dream come true. They could only envy over her life. Samantha felt a chun in her stomach and a need to gag when she heard what Angela said. "Excuse me" quickly she ran, heading to the restroom. "She's such an ungrateful b*tch" Priti commented once Samantha was out of ear shot. "I know right,she acts like she's not the luckiest girl on this planet" Angela backed. "And to think my future husband's also taken" "Who?"

Sam has a one-bedroom apartment in the corner of the building, and the corner walls have floor-to-ceiling windows that give an impressive view of the city. The entire place is nice and neat, and it wasn’t from him frantically cleaning before I got here, which is something I do more often than not. The decor is minimal and modern, mostly done in bold, blue colors. “Are you hungry?” Sam asks as he locks the door behind us. “I’m starving. First, where’s your bathroom?”