Baroness Goes On A Strike の小説・ストーリー

Baron was in front, his arms crossed over his chest as a sadistic smile spreading across his face. "There she is," he sneered. "Our little stray." I stopped, my heart racing. Don't. Don't let them see you flinch, I thought to myself. But they already had. Baron moved slowly towards me. "The pack has been restless," he said. "Tensions are high and the people need… entertainment." Cora snorted. "She'll be really good for that." Baron turned to the crowd. "So we're going to play a little game."

Now I understood why Baron wanted us to come here. It was the best decision. This was the best place. It had all started here, and it would end here. Whoever that person was, I would not forgive them. Melissa was my maid, my personal maid and our relationship might have been distant, it did not give the person that right to do this to my maid. “How did this happen, Baron?” Trenton asked. Baron could not talk, the anger in his face, the angry set of his jaw was enough to let me know he was ready to pummel whoever that might have done this to Melissa.

Baron followed silently behind me the entire way, occasionally glancing me up and down. I could feel his gaze sticking to me, but I acted as if he did not exist. After buying a few more daily necessities, I headed home with arms full of bags. As the competition drew closer, I started getting off work later and later. For once, Baron began picking me up and dropping me off again. That evening, just as we arrived home, loud knocking suddenly echoed from the door. Baron shot me a guilty look before rushing over to open it. Michelle stood there, voice trembling as she said, "Baron… The house was taken back. Sandy and I have nowhere to stay now. Can you let us stay here just for one night? I'll f

"Do you really think you can defeat me?" Beauty stepped forward, her voice steady. "This isn't just about defeating you, Leon. This is about justice. You've betrayed our kind, and it's time to face the consequences." Leon laughed, a cold, mirthless sound. "Justice? You don't know the first thing about it. You were always weak, Beauty. That's why I rejected you." Beauty felt a flicker of anger but pushed it down, focusing on the task at hand. "Your time is up, Leon. We're here to take back what you stole from us."

It is best not to anger the billionaire until he is safely out of the mountains. Irena walked over to the farthest closet and pulled out a coat. When she put it on, he smiled at her. It made her uncomfortable. And made her worry. She took a step back. Symptoms of concussion flashed through her mind. He said he was fine. But isn't he?

Sadie was just an ordinary person—she would surely be severely injured if she were to bear the strike. Meanwhile, Mr. West’s expression turned somber at that moment. He looked toward the front door out of the corner of his eyes, let out a soft shout, and raised his arm to deliver a slap. There was nothing in front of him, yet it was as if his slap landed on something and a loud crack echoed. “Steelification. Who’s there?” The front door caved in before it was broken by someone instantly. The entire door was blasted away and flew toward Dawson.

who had recently destroyed valuable Syndicate assets in the Alps. A woman in a tight violet gown and a feathered mask approached them. She was Baroness Sofia Moretti, one of the Syndicate's largest financiers in Italy, notorious for her arrogance and manipulative nature. "Ah, the Dragon from London finally crawls out of his lair," Moretti said with disdain. She looked Liora up and down with a sneer. "And this must be the 'kept woman' everyone is talking about. Beautiful, but I hear you are just an orphan who got lucky climbing into a Thorne's bed."

"Then I guess I'm not your daughter anymore, Mr. Vallance." "You... Are you threatening us?" Mom clutched a sobbing Cindy, eyes full of hurt. "Just because we let Cindy borrow your design, you're going to ruin her future? And now you hate us for it? How could you be so heartless? You've really let me down." That's all it took to disappoint her? I shrugged. "If that's how you see it, can't help you, MRS. VALLANCE." Andrew finally spoke, still holding the phone, eyes wide like he'd just realized who I was. "Viv... You planned this? You're punishing Cindy for the wedding? I told you—she's unstable. She didn't mean to—"

And because he was sick, she dared to abuse him. “Stop hitting me! I did nothing!” Mrs Noah shouted, struggling to get away from Kelsey. “Help me!” Just then, the security rushed in and pulled Kelsey away. “Let go of me,” Kelsey said to the security, who let go of her instantly. “I’m going to sue you!” Mrs Noah shouted in pain, holding her face. Kelsey let out a bitter laugh. “We will see in court then,” she said back, unafraid. She turned to the nurses around her.

They shook their heads frantically. “No! That's not true!” “Haley is framing us! Th-This, we didn't steal anything!” “Why did it end up inside their bags if they didn't steal it?” “Who are they trying to fool?” “If they wanted to buy it, they should have dropped it inside their carts.” “What a pity! Isn't she Vera Nash, one of the wealthiest women in this city?” “She can buy out the whole factory that produces this underwear, instead of stealing a single piece.”