Novel & Cerita Belle Da Costa Greene Mother

“Sure. As long as you pay the bill, you can eat whatever you want.” Amelia dug her nails into my arm, and her face was filled with fury. “Jonathan, have you lost your conscience?” I smirked and pried her hand off. “I think you’re one who’s lost yours!” “Your mom only gave me 1,000 dollars for the banquet, yet she told everyone it was 100,000 dollars. “Why should I pay out of pocket just to protect your family’s dignity?” When Emerald saw me blurting out everything, she panicked and shouted at me, “What nonsense are you spouting, you jerk?! I really did give you 100,000 dollars. Don’t even think about denying it!”

I was determined to look into what had happened at the banquet hall and discover the truth. I hailed a cab and arrived at the entrance. Right then, a girl got out of another car alongside me. She glanced at me before standing right in front of me. Her expression dripped with contempt. “You’re here for my mother’s birthday banquet too? Isn’t this place reserved exclusively for the Roth family? How can a random stray stroll in?” She was wearing the season’s latest gown, and her neck was adorned with a pendant as big as a pigeon’s egg. Seeing my plain short-sleeved shirt and long pants, disgust filled her eyes.

I entered the lobby, my boots clicking softly against the polished floors, ignoring the curious glances from staff. The moment I stepped into the private lounge, my eyes found her. Stella sat beside Luna Olive, her body draped in expensive fabric, every inch of her exuding elegance and superiority. My mother, by contrast, looked fragile, her pale hands resting in her lap and her face drawn with fatigue. “Bella,” my mother said, her voice soft but pleased. “You’re here.” I knelt in front of her immediately, guilt clawing at my chest. “Mother,” I said gently, taking her hand. “How are you feeling?”

“My goodness, you scared the life out of me!” Aunt Caroline was a short and plump woman in her mid-forties. Her hair was always dyed blonde because she took after her idol Madonna. She kept her face hidden with all the cosmetics she covered it. The only time she was seen without her make-up was when she applied facial mask. “Aunt Caroline? What’s got you all fired up?” Yet inside Ellaine’s head she was still thinking about the empty town and the huge tree. “You were having a bad dream!”

she exclaimed dramatically. Garren scoffed and replied, "Mom, we're just in time. The others are not yet here either." My heart leaped. So, is this their mother?! This is the Veronica Montreal? Despite her age, her beauty is still out of this world. The way she stands and holds the champagne glass in her hands screams sophistication. Her presence alone is intimidating. Rich people and their genealogy. She looked down at Greyson and smiled. "Oh my goodness! Moonpie!"

" So how did I do?" Celea asked what she believed it was the obvious " Celea that's amazing " exclaimed Kaya and Bellatrix while looking in the mirror to what Celea had done " I know right?" Celea said proudly also satisfied with the finished look she gave them Celea chose a dark green dress for her mother with gold earrings and necklace she also decided to put her hair in a low bun to make her look more mature

“Seems like you will be lasting among the sharks.” Damon shook his head like he was fed up with her antics but his eyes twinkled betraying how fond he is of the woman in front of us. “Don’t scare her, please.” “Just letting her know what she is getting into before you make the engagement public,” she replied. “Julia, this is Ma. Greene. She is our host who loves entertaining vain people with vain things and my best friend’s mom who is like a mother to me,” he muttered. Ma Greene threw her head back and chuckled. “You ungrateful and heartless rattlesnake. I raised him. I am not like his mother, I am his mother,” she told me and then scoffed at him. “He even looks like me!” She exclaimed.

“I almost didn’t want to visit. I had a lot of plans to hammer out for my birthday, but Dad said it was important to come along. I think he’s got something up his sleeves. I don’t know what it is yet, but From the corner of my eyes, I saw Dad and Lala’s dad staring at us while we talk. They had a suspicious expression on their faces. I excused myself from Lala to get a drink. I was still pouring champagne into my glass when the doorbell rang. The butler opened the door for the Greens. I saw Maddy’s father first. Behind him was Maddy. She was beautiful even though she was a little sour-faced. She wore a green gown with an emerald necklace around her neck.

57 Stella. I wasn’t sure what I expected when the older woman stopped me outside the courthouse, but it wasn’t the steady, clear eyes of someone who didn’t flinch in the face of my suspicion. She had introduced herself as Mrs. Greene and claimed she had once worked for my mother. Even as the words left her lips, I felt the air tighten around me. My mother’s name was a fragile place in my heart, one I rarely let anyone step into.

I still can’t believe how I ended up agreeing with my father and grandpa’s plan on pretending to be the missing wife of that mafia boss. Well, it’s all because of the company. I’d rather lose my dignity than our company. “Alright, so we have to start first with Charlotte Greene’s background. She was born in New York City in December 1997. She actually has an older brother named Luke Greene who is a doctor. Her mom died from cancer and her dad left them when she was just ten for another woman.”