Beatrice Laus Novels & Stories

Who better to do the job than the Matriach of the powerful Ambrose family? "I heard you signed the contract," Mrs Beatrice cut to the chase as soon as the call connected, April was in a great mood, "Yes, yes. I must say you did the perfect job, Ma'am." A permanent scowl etched on Beatrice's face. "Good. Meet me at the house by noon. You must fulfil your part of the deal and delete that video." She ordered and April could barely stop her laughter. "I'm afraid that won't be possible, Beatrice." She replied. "As you know, I recently opened my company and it would look very irresponsible if I upped and left the company on my first day, no?"

The second lady added "I am Xander Cole and Nice meeting you"I replied then shake hands with them "Xander Cole..That name sounds really familiar You are her brother right"Lizzy asked "I am not her brother,I am her Fiance... "Ohhh..Beatrice replied "Buh she is not engaged,How come she is bearing your surname"Lizzy Arch an Eyebrow "Personal Reasons"I replied then they both nodded I can't wait for laura to be fine🤗 I walked up to her then took a long stare at her

They were laughing, Rosalie’s hair was down, her face bare, her eyes shining in a way I hadn’t seen before She looked different, not in appearance, but in presence She was lighter, braver, as if something had been peeled off her and the real woman had stepped into the light I zoomed in. A sharp breath left me That smile, that damn smile. It wasn’t the one she gave me when she was trying to keep the peace. It wasn’t forced It was real She was moving on. I opened the second file in the message. Information on Beatrice Vernham. Twenty six. Graduated from a prestigious university in England. Rehab, twice.

“You here to gloat, or do you actually have something useful to say?” Beatrice let out a soft chuckle, sipping her Bordeaux. “I just got back from a brand endorsement gig overseas. Thought I’d dip my toes into the entertainment industry—something a little more permanent. Whitney’s drama just started shooting, right? Here's an idea: we work together. I’ll step in, snag a key role with her. Then we hit her reputation, and once she crashes, Serena’s company will follow.” She set her wineglass down with a delicate clink, eyes gleaming with calculated ambition.

Beatrice gave me a pout and the next thing that happened made air gush out of my lungs. Beatrice jumped on my bed and got in my face. She had a mysterious smile on her lips when she spoke, “Oh but you’re coming to the homecoming dance, and don’t even get me started on the dress. It would look divine on you!” I snort. “I’m sure it would look much better on you.” Beatrice rolls her eyes at my remark but doesn’t move away from my face,” I wish.” Beatrice Augustus was one of the exchange students who started at Luton Prep this fall. She was confident, assertive, and laser-focused on her school work but somehow managed to balance it in such a way that she had a great social life.

Beatrice shifted her gaze to Vanessa who was giving her an irked and irritated look as she moved closer to Ben. 'I never knew she use glasses," Beatrice thought after scanning her dress, she was putting on a peach blouse with white trimmings on the color and nude pant trousers which complements her milky skin. Her short blonde hair was packed in a ponytail, and small silver dot earrings with a thin silvery necklace matched her transparent heels. 'She looks nice,' Beatrice thought still staring at her before noticing Vanessa was giving her a weird look with one of her brows raised questioningly at her.

I was fully aware that Marcus would never have intervened with this level of volatile protection if Beatrice had been the sibling standing in this kitchen. Beatrice possessed a sharp, calculating social intellect; she operated with a strategic prowess that kept her entirely insulated from emotional devastation. She never invested herself in serious entanglements and maintained absolute mastery over her personal boundaries during social exploits. Members of the opposite sex invariably succumbed to her effortless allure, while simultaneously treating my existence as though my very presence on the planet was an annoying inconvenience.

Lizzy entered the main office and went to the secretary office Lizzy is endowed with a perfect body shape, she's a beauty indeed, She has a chocolate color, a firm breast with sexy Hips, bigger Butts, and Curves like a goddess Many people called her a goddess, with her Naturally beauty she is a goddess indeed "Good morning" she greeted the secretary The secretary was unable to reply, she is just admiring her beauty with staring without noticing Lizzy is greetings her She has to tap her "What can I do for you? she asked as she regain herself back She was ashamed of herself in front of Lizzy Lizzy noticed this and said Don't be, am used to people admiring me I want to see the GM Lizzy told her

Beatrice said to have Melinda snort. The two knew who and what would do more good. Seeing that her powers were drained by the second, she knew where Melinda's worry lies. Walking out of the Mansion to stand by the roadside, she looked around and turned to wave at Lady Herbert that stood by the balcony of her Mansion. Beatrice took another walk, walking into the woods when she was sure there was nobody around...in a few seconds as if lightning had struck she ran out of the woods in a flash. * *

As she did, her eyes lighted up and her lips curved upwards into a smile. "It's great isn't it?" Beatrice asked with a content smile. "Yeah, it is," Mackenzie answered with a grateful smile. Miss Beatrice right here was a short-haired brunette woman and she was quite gifted in the right areas. Her face did not match her loud personality— She had an innocent disposition and her jean blue eyes and sulky lips accentuated that quality of hers. "Now the rest of you can try the fish sticks," Beatrice placed the plate on the table and the girls hovered over it.