Novel & Cerita Baroness Goes On Strike

His aura was intimidating— But not to me, I am Susan— Susan Blackwell. I was going to go for him and i knew just where to find him. The bar— he was almost always there. Life of a single business man who barely had any work to do. Few minutes later i had arrived at the bar. The bar was dimly lit, filled with people murmuring about business deals, broken promises, and silent betrayals. As I walked in, The scent of expensive whiskey and desperation hit me. I sat at the counter, my fingers nervously tracing the body of my untouched glass of liqueur. I wasn’t here to drink, I was here to make a move. And then I felt it, the atmosphere had changed.

Not speaking even as he alighted, he strode straight toward Turnbull Estate. "Wait, who are you?!" "Hold it! You're not allowed in here!" All the members of the Martial Alliance promptly strode up to stop Frank when they saw him attempting to get past the barricade. "Donn…" Silverbell murmured when she saw Frank but quickly caught herself. "Frank Lawrence…" Frank's heart skipped a beat when he heard her voice. He turned to find her dressed in white silk even as she carried a sword, looking like a picturesque goddess. "What? Do you know this man, Lady Silverbell?"

“Don’t hit me! Don’t hit me!” Bob asked with a solemn expression, “Who are you working for? Who’s your boss?” The burly man’s expression changed drastically as soon as he saw Bob. “Mr… Mr. Faber… I… I’m working for Mr. Poole…” Bob sneered, “You’re Otis’ men, huh?” He turned his head and told his subordinates, “Get Otis to come here and claim his men. How dare these b*stards offend Mr. Yarde!”

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.”

Emily said as her heart ached. “I have been over this, Emily. Our family must show a united front…” Mrs. Henderson sighed over the phone. “Even if it is at my detriment?” Emily dropped her lashes to hide the hurt. She already knew the answer before she asked. “Be happy with the dress, it's just for a day for Christ’s sake!” Then Mrs. Henderson ended the call. She handed the phone back to Kayla, who now looked miraculously alright. “I don't know what games you are playing. But I’m not wearing that stupid thing you call a dress. This changes nothing.” Emily said, storming out of the store.

I challenged. "I own this building. Where did you get the nerve to threaten me!" screamed Nicole. "Ugh, how annoying! Just lock her up." Leona and Maria stared at each other for a moment, looking doubtful. "Would it be okay if we did?" asked Maria. Nicole's hands were folded in front of her chest. She shook her head with one eyebrow raised. "Of course there won't be any problem, have you forgotten who I am?" Leona held one of my arms, followed by Maria on the other.

I glanced at the pile of clothes or rags I could say. “ What are you doing? These are my clothes and belongings?”, she exclaims and kneels to gather the stuff. “ These are clothes? Do you call them clothes? These are rags, Bella. We're Barones. We have a reputation to uphold. You can't go around wearing these rags like a homeless person.” I roar, frightening her. She glares at me from her knees on the floor, and the position kinda stirs my cock in my pants. “ They're not rags!”, she yells.

Things were hectic around here; with Lady Bella fallen sick and the ongoing war with the Greenwich pack, so I thought a misplaced ledger book was of no importance, especially when I believed you were through with auditing it. Francis's plea seemed to have gotten into Baron's heart, and his darkened gaze had become less intimidating when he muttered, "actually, it was Lady Bella who audited the record, and she told me everything was perfect," Baron paused, turned at me for confirmation and then mistook my stunned state for acceptance before proceeding, "not that I was expecting anything otherwise though. I have released the funds for next month's expenditures. Even though it will be hande

I really couldn't keep denying it. We eventually got to the supermarket. It felt so nice to finally be outside and not in that mansion. I didn't exactly have a lot of freedom to move around though. Baron had his bodyguards following us around. It was suffocating. I tried to ignore it so that it wouldn't ruin the mood. I watched as Baron picked different items from different aisles. He even browsed the lady's section. Probably for his girlfriend. If he even had one The concept of him having a girlfriend was just too unbelievable. Then again, it wasn't impossible. I shook my head and waved the thought off.

"Eve has strong backing. Even the professors would stake their reputation on her. What else wouldn't she dare to do? This matter today is no longer just a personal grudge between Eve and me. It's the people standing up to corrupt businesses! I urge everyone to be as brave as I am. Stand up and expose them all! Justice must be served!" I snickered at her performance. What a riveting one. No wonder she was an influencer. I had to give it to her. Her words created a huge ripple. My phone rang. My father spoke urgently as I picked up, "Eve, what's happening at your school? Countless customers are flooding our official website right now, calling us profiteers feeding on human suffering! They're d