Novel & Cerita Baroness Goes On Strike Free

"You're leaving?" "I'll leave without a raise." "Don't go." "Then get a raise!" Antoninus never liked to be threatened, and his voice became increasingly icy: "You're striking me?" "What about a strike? It's not like he can do anything to me. Just ground me out of the castle again So I slapped my pen on the table, straightened my back, and said, "I'm going to strike!" Antoninus looked into my face inquisitively, his eyes darkening. "Okay, whatever."

Bella was already sitting at the wrought-iron table, looking like a literal vintage movie star in a silk headscarf, oversized white sunglasses, and a flowing emerald kaftan. She was aggressively stabbing a raspberry while staring at her tablet. "If my mother thinks I'm attending the Monaco yacht gala next weekend, she has officially lost her mind," Bella muttered as I slid into the chair opposite her. She poured me a cup of espresso without even looking up. "I am on strike, Elias. The corporate world can survive without the Vance-Maritime heiress for at least a month." I laughed, taking a slow sip of the rich, dark coffee. "Bella, you haven't moved from that daybed since we landed. I think y

A collective gasp shook the assembled seers as their own tattoos ignited in sympathetic pain, reacting to the abrupt transfer of power. Emily straightened, tears still shining on her cheeks. Evee gaped in raw shock, clamping a hand over Sofie’s eyes so she wouldn’t see more violence. “As your new Baron,” Emily’s voice rang clear over the trembling crowd, “disregard Hound’s option to vote. You will fight with us. Am I understood?” Knees hit the ground in unison. “Yes, Baron!” came the unwavering response. Emily stared at her trembling hands. “I once scolded him for belittling other people’s lives,” she murmured under her breath, “but I see it now—heavy is the head that wears the crown.”

Zane asked mockingly, “What’s your verdict, Ms. Crestfall?” Luna naturally refused. Her beautiful eyes glared at Zane as she said, “You want me to give in? Don’t even dream about it!” “Then, you should look forward to going bankrupt!” Zane suddenly laughed sinisterly and yelled at the celebrities outside the office, “Fellow artistes, we’ll go on strike till the end!” The stars immediately began to launch an uproar upon hearing Zane’s words.

“Anthony couldn’t even be bothered to answer your call.” Then, with exaggerated triumph, she pulled out her phone and dialed the same number. The call was answered almost instantly. “Honey! Come save me! Someone hit me at Leo’s school!” Anthony’s furious voice exploded from the speaker. “Who dared touch my woman? “Baby, don’t panic. I’m on my way right now!” She hung up and strutted toward me, arrogance written all over her face. “Sign the divorce papers later, take your pitiful alimony, and get lost.”

However, Caroline seemed relentless in her quest to disrupt my day. "I heard you got married to my crush," she continued, a mischievous glint in her eyes. I rolled my eyes, unable to fathom the immaturity of her words. "Seriously, what are you? Twelve?" And Caroline woukd grab Annabel hair and say, "How dare you marry Davis Howard huh? Who are you you rat?! Before the exchange could escalate further, a tall figure intervened, a broad-shouldered man imposing enough to command attention. "Alright, that's enough," he declared, his voice carrying authority.

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.

Recalling Monica's irate expression when he denied her consuming coffee, Baron remarked. Aside from that, he was curious as to why his boss had grown so enraged on the last day after learning that the woman had left the office without alerting him. When he mentioned Miss Katherine to his boss a second ago, he discovered that he was not only uninterested in hearing about her, but additionally became angry as if he made a terrible mistake. Baron fell into deep thoughts. “Do not speak till we arrive in Australia," William's statement was not an answer to the question posed by the Baron, but rather an order that the Baron was obligated to obey.

"I still don't see why we are involved in this he did it all on his own, he had the gun alone but we're getting punished together that's unfair" I say, crossing his arms. "Well there's nothing we can do, that's all she requests, is either we comply or leave her alone. " Cameron says We continue arguing, with everyone raising their voices and pointing fingers at each other. Cameron tries to keep the peace, but it's no use. We are too angry and stubborn to listen to reason. Finally, after what seems like hours of arguing, Baron slams his fist on the coffee table. "That's enough!" Baron exclaims.

"Think again, little thief, you will never know me well enough to guess what I am capable of, you will never know what demons have shaped me and made me into what I am today. The best you could do is to pray I find satisfaction in my revenge, otherwise, you may well wish for death." If his plan was to merely frighten me with those words, then he had scored a flawless victory. Baron's POV. My words seemed to have gotten to her at last. And I can see her face transforming from arrogance to fright. Did she really think I was capable of murdering her? I had sent her maid to her merely to relieve her, because even though she deserved to feel each and everything I had felt, I knew it would kill me