Novel & Cerita Argus Filch Mrs Norris

I smile and tap on the screen to open it. “Give me your attention, Ms. Natalie, not your phone.” Mrs. Davis’s voice finally breaks my drowsiness. How did she even notice me? Shouldn’t she be paying attention to teaching us better? Making things interesting enough, so we won’t be tempted to sleep in class or check our phone for that matter. It’s her fault. Not mine. “Probably planning her next...” Norris mumbles, loud enough for most of us to hear. “Shut the fuck up Norris!” I snap before he can complete his insult.

Nia says. I’m shaking so hard, I don’t know how my chair legs aren’t rattling. I stare at the table top, sneaking peeks, trying desperately not to puke. I don’t get in trouble. I do my own thing. Cadoc Collins and Mrs. Dee appear beside Brody. Mrs. Dee’s a shifter, and her nose is twitching. Cadoc’s expression is as guarded as always. He doesn’t smell angry, but then again, nothing much registers over the scent of my own terror.

commented the security guard. "What are you gossiping about?" Lory asked suspiciously, approaching them. "Good morning, Housekeeper Lory. I heard you’re taking care of the mysterious wife. Are you... are you alright?" the nervous security guard asked, scrutinizing Lory from head to toe. "As you can see, I’m perfectly fine. And you should stop meddling in other people's business and get back to work!" "But yesterday... we saw the ghost of Mr. Farrugia’s first wife!" confessed a young maid, wringing her hands anxiously.

So I focus on thinking about the answers. 'I met her yesterday. She's really cool.' Blue squints at me. 'Something is...off about her. She's...masking her aura.' My eyes go wide, my heart sinking. Did Haden send her? Or is she a hunter? The door to the classroom opens, and a female lecturer walks in. I recognize her right away. Mrs Filch. "Noelle Kennedy?" She calls out, and I freeze. "Would you please come to my office right now?" She asks, and Blue straightens, narrowing her eyes.

asked Uncle Charles, his face tense. “We have, sir. They’re not there. We’ve also asked the staff, but no one has seen them.” Uncle Charles immediately took out his mobile phone. “Head of security? Seal off all exits from the estate. Mobilise all the guards. Find Arthur and Aurel immediately! Search every corner of the estate!” “Yes, sir!” Nora had already sprinted out of the office. Her face was pale, her breathing ragged. All sorts of terrible possibilities filled her mind, making her chest feel tight.

“Please, keep a seat for me!” “Baby girl, he is calling names. So get your ass up here!” The call ended. Nora stared at her phone. “Attendance? By this time? God please in you…” She pushed the classroom door open— “…Philip Levi.” “Present, sir,” a student answered. Nora slipped in quietly, trying not to draw attention, chest rising and falling fast. “…Nora Oscar.” Silence. “…Nora Oscar.” She froze at the door. “Miss Oscar?” the lecturer called again.

“You should leave before security discovers you. The consequences would be dire if you get caught.” Quinn got Elaine to continue driving up the hill after saying this to Chase. When they arrived at the villa on the peak, Quinn gently pressed on the doorbell. “Mr. Medical Saint of Hell’s Gate, I’m Miss Norris from the Norrises of South River City. I’m here to ask for your help to save my grandfather…” She spoke for a long time, but there was no reaction from inside the villa. “Miss Norris, I think he must have gone out. Why don’t we come back another day?” Elaine could not help saying.

After almost a week in the countryside, Jaime came to find me. She discovered my location and pushed open my office door in a rush. She slammed my medical record and my mother’s death certificate onto the table. “If I hadn’t checked the security footage, I wouldn’t have known you packed your bags and came back here. Didn’t I say you weren’t allowed to return after marrying me?” Her voice shook with urgency. I ignored her. It was time for class, and I did not have time to argue. Jaime grew more agitated at my silence. She grabbed my arm, her voice rising several levels.

ABOUT AN HOUR EARLIER. Old Mr. Ferguson sent Gemma to Nora’s room to keep her company and somehow retrieve her phone. Knowing that she was the victim, he was well aware that she might not be in support of their plan. He just needed her phone to make every single plan of theirs work out well.

Specifically, it was being displayed by Norris Weil in front of him. It was the so-called vigor that Fennel had mentioned just now. Vigor? What exactly was it? After this matter was over, he must find out from Fennel in more detail. He must know more. While Philip was thinking about it, Fennel had already stepped forward. Without doing anything else, he stared closely at Norris with firm and domineering killing intent. “You’re not my opponent. Why are you seeking your own death?” Although Norris had fully unleashed his aura at this moment, he still felt infinite pressure from Fennel!