Becoming Ms Bennet: Pride And Prejudice Novels & Stories

Rose’s point of view: Bennet was obviously well prepared. It was useless to unleash my rage against him now. My first priority was to calm him down and negotiate a way to save Jack’s life. “I would never act imprudently unless my chances of winning are assured. Having come to visit you yesterday, I was sure I could convince you to collaborate with me. I already presented my plan to you yesterday. All you have to do is accept my request." Bennet went straight to the point. I didn't look as lively as yesterday. Instead, his voice was stable and relaxed.

Liss’s current head has a wife who wasn’t much to show, but SC’s head wife was bedazzling and a true high society woman. Another comparison sprung up when their personal lives got involved. The Sinclairs didn’t pay attention to such gossip. They were a prestigious family; they always were. They had never suffered a decline. The family always held an aura of superiority. The Bennetts paid all attention to this. The gossip was affecting their market, and they had to fix it. They grew desperate. Mrs. Bennett changed and stepped into high society in search of allies. Michael Bennett tried to create problems for SC. It didn’t work out, though. The Sinclairs didn’t even put them in sight.

He looked good, leaned back on the chair, scrolling through his tab and sipping what she guessed to be coffee. When she was close to the table, Reynolds looked up noticing her. His eyes travelled upwards from her legs, taking her in. She wore a floral sundress that did really flattered her figure. Amy Bennet was a catch and every bit of the princess her father made her out to be. In a different time or scenario, he might have pursued something with her. It was not that he was completely uninterested in having a romantic partner. But time had made him believe that sometimes you had to let some things come to you, because when you actively pursue it, you might get it wrong. And he had gotten i

"If you hadn't forced your way into his life that night, the tittle of Mrs. Elliot would've been mine!" I nodded slowly, a sad smile curling up at the corner of my lip. "Well, congratulations to you, as you're about to hold that tittle now. At least, he just announced you to the whole world as his fiancee. It's just a matter of time, and you'll become his wife," I said simply. But, the second those words left my mouth, her expression changed, her face twisting into a deadly glare. "You think you're perfect, don't you?" She asked, her voice dripping with menace.

Mary had acquired a little artificial importance, by becoming Mrs Charles Musgrove; but Anne, with an elegance of mind and sweetness of character, which must have placed her high with any people of real understanding, was nobody with either father or sister; her word had no weight, her convenience was always to give way--she was only Anne. To Lady Russell, indeed, she was a most dear and highly valued god-daughter, favourite, and friend. Lady Russell loved them all; but it was only in Anne that she could fancy the mother to revive again. A few years before, Anne Elliot had been a very pretty girl, but her bloom had vanished early; and as even in its height, her father had found little to adm

Now I stood in the same spot, looking at my reflection with critical eyes. The woman staring back at me looked tired. My eyes were still slightly red from crying, and my hair was a mess. I was wearing jeans and a simple blouse—comfortable clothes for working at home, but not exactly the image of a powerful CEO. More importantly, I still looked like Isabella's imitation. My hair was styled in soft waves like hers. Before anything else, I needed a makeover—a real one this time, not one designed to please Adrian or compete with Isabella. I needed to look like Evelyn Bennett, CEO of Bennett Corporation.

I felt my blood turn to ice at that moment. A sharp ache rose in my chest and caught in my throat, heavy and bitter enough to make breathing difficult. I had loved Sophie once. At the time, the Bennetts had only just begun to make their way into high society. Compared with the city's established families, they were still on shaky ground. Frankly, they had never been the kind of match the Prestons would have considered. Yet, I fell for her the moment I saw her across that glittering ballroom. I was the one who went to my father and pushed for the Bennett family to be given a chance to climb the social ladder.

Reins of thoughts embedded inside her head but she couldn't get hold of anyone to ponder on. She paused between her thoughts and scoffed at herself. She mocked herself for letting a pauper like Isabella make her pass through hell. She looked around to behold the beauty of herself and everything around her. She lacked nothing. She attended one of the best schools and was born into the Bennett's family; where any man would dream to marry from. In terms of appearance, her skin was brighter and sparklier. Her hair smells of strong hair ointments and perfumes. She wore the sexiest and body revealing dresses but luck never fell on her side.

May grabbed her best friend by the arm and sat Evelyn down at the head of the table. "Bennet, you sit here, next to Evelyn." Jenny arranged for Bennet to sit next to Evelyn. She had already told everyone the plan. Evelyn was going to get a divorce sooner or later, so why not start matching her with Bennet now? In today's society, the rich and powerful ruled supreme!

The one used to order people around. “Both of you are my medical staff, am I correct?” In the last few months, her mind had been slipping from her. She was glad that her sons had taken the initiative of hiring capable people, but she hated forgetting who she was most of the time. She had two personalities at the moment. Mrs. Bennet is the mature, rational, authoritative 65-year-old widowed mother of three, while Hailey is the carefree, fun-loving college student who hung out a lot with her best friend, Mandy.