Novelas y relatos de Aria Walton

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"Who hacked the system? Is someone trying to humiliate Victoria?" "Wait… the woman in that video… She looks familiar, doesn't she?" "Damn it—wait a second. Isn't that Johanna from the Walton family?" "Wow… never thought she was that wild. How does she even manage so many men?"

That seemed oddly familiar. The broadcaster went on, "Mrs. Walsh, formerly known as Ms. Ross Eleonore, the president of Electronet Company Ltd, was a victim of attempted murder by a young lady who claimed to be her daughter." A picture of the woman's self-proclaimed daughter was shown. The girl was around nineteen or so. The girl looked very much like the Mrs. Walsh. Same brown hair, dark eyes, high cheekbones, just that the girl was a lot more scrawnier and paler than the said woman.

A stunning young woman huffs, folding her arms across her chest, looking at the three of us most unpleasantly. “I’m...” I start to say, but she holds out her hand, making me close my mouth quickly. “I know who you are.” She narrows her eyes at the three of us. “I know who all of you are, Luna Ashleigh Blackwood, Beta Daniel Richmond, and Gamma Eric Stephans. You are all a long way from home.”

Father: Hows the investment research? Adam: Hot and sweaty. Father: Son if you cannot take this seriously then we will have to reconsider you taking over the company. Adam: I am taking this very seriously. Father: Good. I expect a full report Monday morning. Adam: Yes sir. Dick. I finish my drink in one swallow, motioning to the bartender for another. As I am about to finish this drink in another big swallow, a sudden flash of red catches my eye. From red lips to red shoes, this woman is the sexiest creature I have ever laid eyes on. Long, jet black hair cascades down her back, curled and sweaty from dancing. A perfect pair of full lips partly open, and above them, icy blue eyes shining brig

Mr. Walton was a short and bald man who sweated a lot and his eyes instantly glimmered with lust when he saw Ava. The first time she saw her in pictures, he knew he had to have her. He is willing to forget the money Charles and Helga owe him in exchange for Ava’s young body. “Ah, Ava. You are even more breathtaking in person than in photos.” He reached to touch her arm.

When Joe Walton was, he was also felt bad like many others and felt pity for Walton industries but as the point of bystanders, he forgot him gradually. “The three victims are directly and indirectly connected to Joe Walton.” “Lily Clarke.” Jack threw Lily’s corpse’s photo on the table and continued. “Lily Clarke was Joe’s personal secretary after the bankruptcy of Walton industries she married to Alan Lee who was the youngest director in Walton industries and gradually himself becomes a business owner.” “John Wen.” John’s pic landed on the table. “He was security head of Joe Walton. After the death of Joe Walton, he joined Alan Lee as an assistant.”

I licked my lips at the sight. "Hi baby". I greeted her with a smirk once she was seated but she rolled her eyes without saying a word. Just then, the office phone rang. Answering the call, the voice of my assistant, Katie, streamed into my ears. "Sir, Mr. Walton is here". "Send him in". I said before dropping the phone. Seconds later, there was a knock on the door before it opened to reveal Mr. Walton. "Good morning Mr. Ross". Walton greeted as he stood across from me, stretching out his hand for a handshake which I took, nodding curtly.

He trailed off dreading what was going to be Tobias's reaction after finding out. “ What? ” Tobias's voice lowered as his mind started spinning with all the unexpected information. “ I know her personally. ” Mr Walton deadpanned and Tobias's expressions darkened urging him to keep talking. “ I had seen her when I used to work for Knight Inc. She is the youngest daughter of James and Lily Knight. The youngest sister of Aurora Knight and Edward Knight. ” Mr Walton stated in a robotic tone as Tobias's breaths slowed down. He felt like he was going to fall any moment. He was barely able to stand so he sat down on the sofa with the thump.

Maisy said, trying to reassure her young madam. “I know, it’s just…something doesn’t feel right” Amelia replied. She turns her gaze to her maids before letting out a heavy sigh. She then walked towards the mini living room and sat down on the couch before opening the TV to get her mind somewhere else. Amelia was watching silently when her phone rang. Helga took it from the bed and handed her the phone. Amelia answers it after noticing that it was a call from Damian. ‘Damian!’ she thought. “Hello, is this Mrs. Castillo?” the woman said on the other line.