Bailey Sloan Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Bailey is a sophomore at Cal State, majoring in communications. She joins our team under the supervision of her uncle and founding partner Gregory Kline. She enjoys reading and spending time with her family, especially her mom to whom she is very close.” There was her picture, wearing a similar blouse to the one she had on today. Baggy, likely a size too big. Why would a rich girl dress like a 60 year old substitute teacher? I tapped my fingers on my lips, it was clear I was too far gone. Bailey Kline. You’re on my radar.

While we wait for the doctor to finish doing their checks on Harley, I take my phone from my pocket and message Luna Eden. ------------------------------- Hi, This is Bailey, I am sorry to have messed you around going back and forth like a yo-yo. I appreciated everything we spoke about on the phone, and I can’t begin to tell you how things are for me right now, but I have had a chance to consider all that you said, and I don’t think I can turn down the opportunity to come and work for you, so please would you consider me for the role of teacher that you offered me, and allow me a place within your pack whilst working there due to the distance from my own pack, as we had previously discussed?

“I come bearing dessert and gossip.” “Tell me the gossip first. If it’s about your anatomy lab partner again, I’ll scream,” Lyla teased. “Nope.” Bailey smirked. “Guess who I ran into yesterday at the library?” Lyla paused, eyes narrowing. “Please don’t say Kensington.” “No! Ew. No. It was Dr. Harlan.” Lyla blinked. “Harlan? Your old advisor?” Bailey nodded, placing the pies on the table. “He invited me to apply for a new surgical mentoring program. Apparently, they only pick three students a year. It would mean I would become a high-profile pediatric surgeon.”

Just by the way he was dressed and acting, I knew he had a woman's heart. He came to me with a smile and looked all over me. He nodded as if I passed on something. My brows furrowed. "What's your name, dear?” "Why do you wanna know?” I crossed my arms and faced him. He just smirked at my answer. "Ohh I like that attitude!" He exclaimed while artfully waving his hand. “I'm Bailey, a talent manager of Starlight. I happen to see your gorgeous walk and how you project yourself. I want you to become one of my models, he smiled. "And I can guarantee you, with that pretty face, perfect stats, and attitude, you will be successful."

She looks like she's about to ask me something and whatever it is, I know it's going to leave me in dilemma, because I know it's definitely about Kyrah. "Oh, uhm... Can I bother you for a minute or two?" she asks. "Sure," I reply her and I let Kye know that I'll text him back later. If there's one thing I know about Sarah Bailey, she doesn't like lies and I know I'm about to lie my ass off on whatever she's going to ask. I don't like lying to her but as of now circumstances are forcing me to start thinking ahead and know which lie would fit what she'll ask. Sarah Bailey is one charming woman, very lovely with dark hair just like her daughter. She's the most welcoming and loving woman I know

Then he continued on. “When I asked Bailey if she knew about it she said yes. Then I asked her why she didn’t stop or or why she didn’t tell me and she acted like it was no big deal. She said that her daughter deserved the best, better than some little motherless wolf that wasn’t worth anything. I got so angry then because I didn’t even need the confirmation of the abuse but I asked anyway. They did not deny it one bit. Said that Oakley was born to be their slave and that she deserved everything they ever did to her. I was so angry I was seeing red. I could barely control Zane, he wanted to come out and tear their throats out but I knew that wasn’t going a good idea. it was then that Bailey

NOAH I didn't spare Bailey a second glance as I marched out of her room. It felt good to be honest, finally beating her at something and watching her break a bit. If someone had told me that The Bailey Gayle was capable of crying, I'd have called that person a liar. But seeing sadness in her eyes and how her entire demeanor changed was weirdly satisfying. In one swift motion, I was out of her room and on the hallway, en route to my study. There were some details I needed to finalize.

Joel rapped, tugging at the ropes with his other hand. Getting an inch closer, his fingertip stopped, unable to reach the loop extending from his wrist to Bailey's. Bailey only rolled her eyes, huffing a breath. “See. We can't do this alone.” She pointed out. All of a sudden the lady's cackling made Bailey jump out of their skin before she made to exchange worried glances with Joel who glanced away. “You're getting a hand from an FBI chief of the US Bureau, and you dare refuse. Well, I'll tell my boys to make sure they drop two signature body bags for you two and flowers too.” She mocked, with laughter racking her shoulders.

Callie giggled, telling Sloan that he was lying. "Girl, I kid you not. That was how I knew that he wanted a boy first then a girl later." Sloan huffed exaggeratedly. "I hadn't pegged my hot fiance for a chauvinist. I hope he doesn't make it a habit. I'm not sure I want my baby girl to learn ballet when she may like soccer better. Am I right?"

I tried to fight the smile but it was so big, it was impossible to hide. "Yes," Zac answered for me, grinning before he pecked my lips. "A girl. We're naming her Alice." "Oh my God," Jade's eyes pooled up with tears. "Congratulations, fuckers!" Shane yelled, coming over to indulge both of us in a bone crushing hug. "The camera is still recording!" Bea yelled as she snatched it away from him. "God, you have to stop swearing now that mini-Jasmine is really going to be watching this." She shook her head as she recorded herself.