Novel & Cerita Brittany Murphy Eminem

AUTHORESS P.O.V "My bad, I'm very sure I'll confuse you with this" Brittany said and scroll through her phone. She clicked on a picture and showed it to Rowen. "And so?, What's the meaning of this?" Rowen ask. "You don't wanna date a bîtch did you?" Brittany asked with a smile. "And did you think you're different from a bîtch?" Rowen ask. "I'm different from Emma, I don't fûck around" Brittany replied with a smile.

She was a master of them—the little laughs, the heavy sighs, the humming surprise—every noise precision-engineered to tilt the room her way. Mom glanced between us, her smile dimming. "What?" "Nothing," Brittany said, packing the word with everything. She set her glass down with deliberate care. "It's just sweet, that's all." My jaw ticked. "What is?" She looked at me like I was slow. "Sloane. The dance. Ethan." The name landed like a stone in my gut. Not because I didn't know it—because I did. Ethan Reeves. The nice guy. The photographer. The writer. The kid with careful hands and a decent face that made people trust him before he spoke. I hated him on principle.

The doors slowly opened and emerged from there were several strangers. “See, from here, who’s the most interesting? For me, that blue-haired girl in the pixie cut. She looks like joy from the movie inside out.” Catherine chuckled before shaking her head in disbelief. But as stupid as she may have found it, she answered nonetheless. “To me, she looks like the girl Emma from Blue Is The Warmest Color.” “Oh, haven’t watched that.” “It’s a French film.” “Anyway, pick your stranger. I think no one can top Joy, she’s very eye-catching.”

Chapter 2 *BRITTANY’S POV* Wyatt Hayden. A 26th year old billionaire. Owns Wyatt company. Net worth 23.2Billion. Relationship status- single. ______ I groaned, taking my eyes off my phone. Why the hell am I going through Hayden’s biography. “You need to know about your husband, duh!” My subconscious said. “Eww! He isn’t my husband..he is...” I stopped when I realized I’m talking to myself.

Brittany pulled her best friend’s hand and stomped her feet, saying, "Wow, you’re driving me crazy! I can differentiate between what’s real and what’s fake. Just tell me what you heard, and I won’t blame you for anything else!" Brittany was impatient and was notorious for her temper in the entertainment industry. She would have been exposed long ago if she were not popular enough and did not have a family to back her up. Even so, some haters would sometimes reveal rumors about her, but her brother, Brandon Oakley, would suppress them. Just like now, Brittany had just yelled at her assistant, who came to the dressing room to check on her because she was anxious about the news she had heard. "

Brad only watched the whole drama, amused at how Brittany is handling the matter. “Trust me, I never wished to do this…but she forced me to. Her name is Tina. I saw her in one club and she gave me the job to execute you with the drink” She yelled in anger. Brittany was already boiling with rage “And why did you do it, did you know me before, why did you agree to kill an innocent person….answer me you b!tch” Brittany slapped her again “Harrhghhh….call me whatever, fine I am a b!tch and I know that, but I’m doing it for my son” She yelled, Brittany calmed down a bit. She stared at her puzzled

'Yes I know who the fuck you are and I don't give a two's fuck who you are even if the queen was your mother I would never let you insult my girl Emma over here because your ugly ass can't deal with the fact that she's happy and you are not bitch. Brittney wanted to say something but all her words died in her mouth when Tyler gave her the look that said if you dare say anything I will fucking kil you she then gave him a chance to fake smile but before she left she came to my side and whispered ' I will fucking get you when you are alone and lover boy over there won't always be there to save you.' and with that she left me standing there stund and scared I knew that I was in a hell trouble bu

when I saw my name paired with Connor Hayes… him I stared at the slip of paper as if it had just caught fire. My hand trembled slightly as I tucked it into my notebook. I tried to calm myself. I have never spoken to him or seen him, but I had heard about him everyone my age have heard about him and his family the Hayes name. are on buildings even in the school library and gym. At the designated table, I sat across from him, trying to look confident. I cleared my throat. “Uh, hi. I’m Emma. Looks like we’re partners for this project,” I said, voice shaking more than I wanted.

She snorted at Warren. “Britanny, stop!” Warren exclaimed. He looked at her with a wave of threat. The woman was taken aback but she quickly recovered. “Warren, what can you do then if I bully your woman, huh?” Britanny Hilton suddenly pulled Emily’s long hair. She spoke provoking Warren. Emily was shocked. Such a brat!

Eyes sunken but filled with… regret. “Adrian,” she whispered. “You came.” I froze. Brittany had changed totally. She lost weight. She looked ill. “Ma, I’ll give you privacy,” the warden said, leaving us. “You look happy,” Brittany said faintly. “Everything I’m not.” “Why did you ask me to come?” I asked. “I need a favor,” she said weakly. “For my daughter.” My heart skipped. “Your daughter?” “Yes. Emma. Eight months old. Taken to foster care after birth. I won’t see her again. I just need to know… someone will give her the life she deserves.”