Annie Leblanc Facetime Novels & Stories

Anika told her. “No violence, please,” she threw her a little smile. “No violence,” she smiled back. “Just pure verbal persuasion.” And Layla gave her Allan’s phone number and address, and afterwards, Anika became busy with her cell phone for a few minutes, composing some text messages. Anika’s phone subsequently rang and her boss stood up and walked a few feet away from their table to answer it. Layla couldn’t hear what she was saying and she wasn’t on speakerphone but she surmised that she was talking to Ambert, and the thought made her heart beat a little faster. No, that was a lie; her heart was now running like a thoroughbred out to win a prestigious race.

I never knew they'd be this amazing! I walked over to Blaine and Lainee who were smiling widely, surrounded by nail polish, pizza boxes, and magazines. I plopped next to them on the floor and waited for someone to break the silence. "I'm sorry for making you uncomfortable earlier. We only want to help," Lainee apologized. I smiled. "It's fine. It's just hard to talk or think about the situation at the moment," I replied. They nodded in unison. "Well, I'm Luna Lainee. Since I didn't get to formally introduce myself a earlier."

He couldn't take a flight to china because there might be chance the man isn't even there. "Just calm down...." Nina said patting her brother's shoulder. Anna's phone beeped which got everyone's attention. "Who...Who is it from?" Anna silently stared at the screen, her grip on the phone tightened "Lu Zhang says he wants all of us....all of us to come over" The other three women couldn't help but shiver, which means he knew they were all together....what was he trying to achieve? "Ok....Where is he?, did he send an address? Anything?" Nathan asked rather impatiently.

All except one. A face that glared at me with a conceited smile. She had waited for this moment, she had waited to look me in the eyes with a calculative stare. Shania, drapes in a red polkadot gown and a black cashmere trenchcoat hanging over her shoulders. She let her ginger hair fall over shoulder with a braid at the two ends of her frontal. “Finally, we thought you were gonna have to cancel this meeting,” She smiled as though our argument yesterday never happened, like this was the first time we were speaking in months.

Alia gasped. “Lillian?” Camellia whispered, “She flipped.” “No. Mary thought she flipped. But this isn’t verified.” “She still included her.” Camellia bit her lip. “Then maybe it’s time we find out the truth.” At BelleTech headquarters, Anaïs Belle stood in a black silk blouse, watching Sophie’s broadcast through narrowed eyes. Her assistant hovered nervously. “She activated the Ledger.” “I can see that,” Anaïs snapped. Then, quietly: “She’s trying to corner me into transparency… but she forgets, I own the camera.”

Marianne has a frown on her face. “What does Steven Cole look like?” she asked. “Oh, I took a screenshot on our facetime before, which reminds me, I should delete those,” said Annie while rummaging on her phone. “Here,” she said, then shows the phone to Marianne. Marianne’s hands trembled, she didn't want to see Steven’s photo but Annie had put the phone on her face. She slowly looks, fearing to see Steven’s face but a stranger's face appears. She doesn’t know this person. It’s not Steven Cole! She chuckles then she releases a hearty laugh.

I always leave things to the last minute. "Okay, how about this one then?" I ask the group for what feels like the twentieth time. I'm incredibly grateful that Apple released that 2018 software update that allows users to FaceTime with up to thirty-two people at once. It really makes things a lot easier. "Please say 'yes' because I've been here for the past four hours, and still no luck," I groan. "Isabella, that's the one!" Avery and Caleb chime in simultaneously, while Kalix, Ethan, Noah, and Diana smile in agreement. I guess they're eager to put an end to this conversation, and I can't blame them.

Alec lunged at Carter again. Lana, Bruce, two cops who were holding Damien up, and twenty FBI agents watched as they fought. “I can’t believe you are not going to stop this!” Neil Rolls roared. “How can I?” Blanchette asked. “I’ve got three daughters of my own.” “Yeah, didn’t you hear what that lowlife said about putting his daughter out on the ho stroll?” an agent said with simmering anger. Lana clutched her journal to her chest as she watched with distress.

Her lips were curled in anger, her nails tapping on her phone screen rapidly. She dialed a number on FaceTime with her expensive smartphone. “Pick up,pick up…” she muttered under her breath , as she stared intensely at the phone screen. Finally, the line connected and a mud age woman popped up, only her face was visible to the camera but one could tell that she was an elite , respected woman. “Hello Anastasia ” her refined voice came through the phone. Anastasia’s face instantly changed to a sorrowful one and she even managed to burst into tears.

“Has she worn the mask for so long that she actually believes it’s real?” Carter blinked, then shrugged. “Forget her. Shouldn’t you be prepping for your live stream?” “No need. I already know what I’m going to say.” Layla handed him her phone. “But I’m clueless about setting up a live stream. Help me out? Oh, and make sure to disable the gift feature.” Carter grinned. “On it!”