Calla Hayes 소설 & 이야기

Pretty smart, I know. "Well if its isn't my good friend jack who else would be disturbing me at this hour."A tall man walked in . "Am sorry for my disturbance."He said bowing. "You are forgiven,did you bring me a snack as a Compensation."He said staring at Bethany lustfully. "Well no she is a friend ,she escaped from Mr B property o thought I should bring her ."he said. "You must be pretty smart to get pass his security."he said surprised. "Its no big deal ,I just had to wait for the right time."I said.

It was some minutes past 6pm. Caitlyn Hugh was dragging her tired feet back home after a long day at work. As she walked along the lonely road, she looked back at intervals, hoping for a cab to appear. Although she was very much aware that cabs do not ply that road, Caitlyn prayed for a miracle. She took out her phone from the small bag she hung on her shoulder and connected her headset to the device. She was going to click play on her favourite music, but the sound of a car honking halted her.

She had seen the news about Hailey that her father had obtained when he investigated her before she was brought in as Cassidy's substitute, and she perceived Hailey as a pushover and a country bumpkin. So how could Hailey remain so calm and indifferent when accused? It made Cassidy suspicious, and she wasn't willing to accept the bet. It would tarnish her image—she was the school bell, after all. How could she possibly kneel and apologize to someone like Hailey? However, Heather seemed pleased when Hailey made the offer, and Cassidy couldn't help but think that she was nothing but a fool.

My heart twists at the thought of Alpha Reagan being right about Hayley and Rhea putting up a show for me to let Hayley in. That’s heart-wrenching. I feel so betrayed. The tears in my eyes finally break loose. “You said the name is Hayley, right?” “Yes,” I reply with a nod. He takes out his cell phone from his pocket and dials a number. The person picks up on the second ring. “I got a name… It's a Harem girl called Hayley. Lock her up in the dungeon for now.” My gaze widens as he gives that instruction. I hope they carry out an investigation first.

Cynthia blushed as she looked at Samuel, softly murmuring, “Sam...” Fans erupted in delighted screams, amazed as they touched the soft rose petals, full of envy. “Mr. Hayes is truly the heir of the Hayes Wine Group. Even sending flowers, he does it so extravagantly. The set is practically drowning in roses.” “Yeah, a sea of roses—such a romantic gesture I’ve only dreamed of. It’s so thoughtful.” “I’m so envious of Miss Rivera. Her boyfriend is handsome, wealthy, and so romantic and considerate.” “Miss Rivera is the daughter of the Rivera family, and Mr. Hayes is from a prestigious family. They make such a perfect match. I’m rooting for this couple.”

I’m about to speak up and tell her to skip all the bullshit when we pass a building so unlike the rest of them. It’s a large pyramid, seeming like it was plucked out of Egypt and smacked in the middle of the forest. The only thing that makes it feel more of this century is the obsidian it’s made of. The light hits it and it shimmers slightly. “What’s that?” I ask Kathy. “Oh,” she laughs. “That’s the Hayes Pyramid. Home of the Hayes brothers.” “Hayes brothers?” I say. Kathy rolls her eyes. “Theodore Hayes runs the school,” she goes on. “He is in the running for the next Alpha King. The Hayes brothers are his sons. Four of them. They’re wickedly attractive and smart and funny. ”

"The number of each gift you gave me..." He raised an eyebrow. "Yes?" "They spelled out C-A-M-I-L-A-H-A-Y-E-S-A!" His lips curved into that devastating grin. "Took you long enough to notice, Mrs. Hayes." "I'm not Mrs. Hayes..." but my heart was soaring. "Yet." "Camila Hayes Aveline," he murmured, testing it. "Isn't that just perfect?" He pulled me back against his chest. "Tch! Where's my french kiss?"

In reality, Hailey wasn’t on the phone when Travis called. She was in her car, lost in deep thought. The signal was weak in the branch’s underground parking lot. She had seen Cynthia’s draft design for the first round. It wasn’t well developed, but it was very creative. It was undeniable that Cynthia had inherited the talent from the Yates family. She was much better than Annie, but still had a lot of work to do before she could catch up to Luna. Hailey didn’t plan on having Cynthia as a disciple. She wasn’t a professional herself because of some issues, so she didn’t have the courage to take on disciples.

William's POV I wasn't expecting the call. It came while I was finishing my coffee. The sunlight slid across the kitchen tiles, warm and soft, just like the past few weeks had been. Peaceful. Almost unreal. Shirley had just gone out to the garden with Abby. I could still hear their laughter through the open window. My phone buzzed. "Mr. Hayes, Crane's gala is tonight," Jenna said, her voice crisp. "He's back in town. High-profile guests. He asked about you personally."

Hailey mumbled, But again, She suddenly remembered all the pain they made her feel and decided that this was the best time to overthrow them and have her revenge. “You know what? Reach out to both companies. Let us know if they would be available for a meeting with us. tomorrow.” “Are you sure about that, Ma’am?” “Yes,” “Okay, I’ll do as you’ve said.” An hour later. Hailey was almost done reviewing a file when a knock came through on her door. She looked up and saw her assistant walk in with a big bouquet of red roses. “From Mr Tyler.” Melinda mumbled, placing the roses on the table.