Baroness Goes On Strike Ch 1 Novels & Stories

“Now go doll yourself up and put them on. The car will be there in an hour.” “I know you’re used to people doing exactly what you say, Baron,” I interrupt. “But I don’t work for you, and I don’t know what you’re up to, but I’m not putting anything on and you can’t make me.” “Wow, what a strong woman,” he replies mockingly. “You really think you’re tough, don’t you?” “I’m not doing it.” “You are doing it,” he growls. “Or I’ll kick you and your mother out of the house before the day’s over. How would you like living on the streets?”

But she had never resented her. Callum gave a chilling giggle. “Oh, really? You’re telling me the little lady of the Carrington family, cast off to live among strangers and bullied with no one to help—you never held a grudge? Come on, you’re lying. Aren’t you, Miss Carrington?” ***

“Go ahead and dig through it if you want.” “That is not necessary, Ma,” Sebastian said to his mother who just came in the bedroom, but his mother wouldn’t listen. “It’s better safe than sorry. She might have stolen money, which is why she doesn’t want to take what you offered her earlier," said Cecilia. Rylee just shook her head. “The only thing I’m taking is my stuff. I left everything your son bought, Cecilia.” “Rylee!” Sebastian exclaimed in shock. “Have some respect! She is my mother. Why would you call her by her first name?!"

Baron had a bad attitude. Annabelle turned her head away without saying a word. "Playing dumb, huh?" "Alright, bring it on. Let's see who can outplay who." Annabelle remained silent, and there was a dead silence in the VIP ward. "I planned to take Jenna for a paternity test tomorrow." This sentence completely caused trouble for Annabelle, she directly grabbed a pillow and hit Baron with it. "Baron, are you still human?"

I didn't want my memories ended up with loads of chill and contempt from those pretty eyes of his. "Why are you staying here?" Two maids passed by the corridor, saw me standing still in front of Leonardo's portrait, and came quickly to pull me. "Hey! It's the new guy!" One of the maids pulled at my sleeve and looked me up and down, wanting to see through me. "Molly just told us that a woman bravely knocked on the door and told Baron Chuck that she wanted to be a blood slave!" Said the other maid, her lips curling.

When he opened it, a gleaming crimson medal lay inside. Silence fell over the entire room. A suffocating, deathly silence. Just as the chief was about to place the medal around my neck, Jenny snapped out of her shock and shrieked. "You have got to be kidding me! Eve destroyed my face and harmed so many people! How on earth could she be an honorary citizen?" John frowned, looking authoritative. "Are you yelling at me? Are you questioning the country's authority?" Two questions. Enough to shut Jenny up. She shuddered and cowered into Tony's arms.

After more seconds of temptation, he stopped in his tracks and pulled her into his arms. Well that was all she needed to lose her patience as well. Monica hit him with a fist, grabbed his arm and pulled him over her shoulder to the ground. The Baron frowned and tried to stagger up when she came above him and hit his head with the arch of her elbow, making him lose consciousness. She slipped out a knife that had been hiding beneath her clothing and dragged the Baron along the floor with his hand in her grip, the knife held up in case of any trespassers. ***

***** Back at the dungeon, Baron musk appeared with Eldon, he held him up by the tip of the collar of his shirt. "How about we finish this now witch?" He yelled out to her while Melissa bites her bottom lips. "Don't you dare lay your filthy hands in him." She yelped back at him. "Watch me while I do that or you better complied to my request." Baron musk said louder causing fears to evaporate round in the room. Melissa stared at her husband powerless, she break down in tears and said, "will you let go of my husband if I complied to your wish?"

He speaks fast, like he is rushing to get the explanation out before she can interrupt. “And so I am the one who steps aside. Again. Our baby’s first doctor appointment is less important than whatever crisis she is manufacturing today. That is what you are telling me.” Her hand rests lightly on her stomach, fingers curling protectively over the fabric of her dress. “It is not that. You know it is not. This is business. This is strategy. If I do not go, she destroys everything we have been working to protect. Including your father’s company. Including the security we planned for the baby.” He reaches out toward her, but she steps back away from his touch.

Anxious to escape further questioning, I hurried out of the room and fled from the building. Upon my arrival at the villa at precisely 4:30 am, I noticed that everything remained unchanged from when I had left earlier. The gate was still open, the house door unlocked, and the untouched meal was still sitting on the table. No guards or driver were present, leading me to believe that Storm had instructed them to leave in order to avoid being caught by his grandfather for bringing a woman into our home.