Belle Da Costa Greene Mother Novels & Stories

Christy asked looking pissed off but I knew it wasn't at us. Jade looked at me as if she didn't even realize that I was quiet as well. She smiled at me and turned back to face the rest. "I guess it's because we're not surprised," she answered Christy "look what she did just days ago" "That is true," Belle muttered sadly "just when you thought the drama was over it comes rushing back" "I didn't want to know this but where is mother dearest know?" Belle asked me. Jade and I shared a look, "well at first Jade didn't want to press charges on her but after we had a long talk about it today our mother was arrested"

Maybe they were in awe of the million-dollar purse in her hands, or the designer dress, or simply how beautiful the beautiful woman was. The Bellagio's decor was always more luxurious than expected. The lights left the room golden, reflecting all the wealth accumulated in the room. There was a stage, and classical musicians played a melody in the background. Waiters constantly served drinks to guests. Elena was amazed by the classic decoration of the room. She suited that place, it was just as expensive, but she couldn't feel comfortable, not like all those people. Elena thought she saw a familiar face in her peripheral vision, so she turned around sharply. She thought she saw Dorothy Grange

I'm guessing that that lady is Jae. "It's been so long!" Jae squealed. She looked at Caleb and I. "Your kids are so cute! They look so much alike, like as if they're twins!" Mom frowned. "Jae—" Jae grabbed Mom by the arm. "Come in, come in." Dad gave a low whistle. "Come on kids." The insides were of lime green. The first thing you'll see when you walk in is the living room and the kitchen. Their house is a one storey house, so all the rooms are visible when you sit on the couch. Nevertheless, their house looks wonderful.

Bella nodded. "She is really beautiful and has a good figure. Although she was wearing a casual coat just now, she looked like a movie star. You should pay more attention to your appearance! Anyway, she is his ex-wife now. He doesn’t have custody of the child, so it is not a big deal. But you still have to try your best!" Bella’s mother preached. Bella nodded casually because she was thinking about another thing. She had heard that Grace couldn't give birth to children, but why did Mr. Morgan have a biological son now?

He told me calmly that all the money in the joint account had been put into investments and could not be withdrawn. In the end, my mother never made it off the operating table because of complications. I finally understood the truth. It was not that the money could not be withdrawn. It had already been taken out and given to another woman to spend as she pleased. Keith looked at me, panic flashing in his eyes. "Silvia, listen to me. Your mom's condition… The doctor said even if we paid, i-it still might not…" He was still trying to argue. I looked at the man in front of me and felt nothing but disgust and distance.

Madame Rima continued, her voice dripping with feigned indulgence. “A real handful. But since she carried the Knowles name, we often indulged her—within reason, of course. There are limits to certain behaviors.” She cast Cassie a triumphant glance, as though expecting her to squirm. Cassie didn’t. She met Madame Rima’s gaze calmly, her expression serene—almost amused. “I never would’ve guessed the always-composed Cassidy Greene had such a side,” Jefferson chuckled, clearly entertained by the revelation. “We’re all family here,” Madame Rima said gently, placing a hand over her chest as if weighed down by concern.

I converse with the ghost and she seems to really care about every question she asks. I’m not surprised when she asks me about the Alpha, and when she sees the knowledge gleaming in my eyes, she basically chuckles and stands, a charismatic and wide smile on her face. She’s Roman’s mother. “Nice to meet you too, Luna Scarlett.” I’m rooted to the spot because though I know of this, I don't know how to process it. Roman’s mother cocks an eyebrow up at me and my eyes drift to her outfit. It’s a deep green mixed with blue.

“Everything is a big deal.” —— Shanon offered her a ride home. Benita didn’t argue. By the time they reached the Bellington Estate, the sun had returned, casting a perfect shine over the wrought-iron gates. Just as she opened the car door to say goodbye, the front door swung open. Belle stepped out, dressed in pearls and passive-aggression. “Oh, what a surprise,” she said sweetly. “Shanon! You must join us for breakfast.” Benita blinked at her mother, mouth opening to protest—but Shanon, ever the gentleman, nodded. “If it’s no trouble.”

I still think she’s beautiful though. Mother – Queen Callista – is 5’9” with a very toned physique. She’s a natural brunette with hair that just passes her shoulders but has been in a blonde phase for the last thirty years, and she knows how to rock it. She has sun-kissed skin, cerulean blue eyes – that she kindly passed on to me – and a petite face with perfect dimensions – but only because she’s been touched by an angel or two. Mum’s beauty is only enhanced by the way she dresses and holds herself. Today she’s in light-blue denim jeans, white pointed-toe stilettos, a white jacket with decorative gold buttons and a white spaghetti-strap camisole. Even in casual clothes, she looks regal and

After that, she sat on the couch, holding my portrait as she waited for death to claim her. I glided over and looked at her. Her breathing was getting faster, and her pupils started to dilate. Her lips were dyed a striking red. "Why did you do that, Mom? Do you think death will grant you my understanding?" 'It will not. I will never forgive you!' I thought vehemently. My mother's life was slipping away, and so was the vague connection tying me to her. I glided to the house's entrance. The moment I was at the entrance, the connection was no more. My mother called out to me, "Jessica!" She was careful, but there was ecstasy in her eyes.