Novel & Cerita Camila Daisy Jones

He didn't look at Killian for long, though. His small, dark eyes immediately slid over to me, traveling slowly down my body and back up to my face. His smile widened, becoming even more unpleasant. "And who is this lovely creature? I didn't know you started keeping such beautiful prizes in your office." I felt Killian’s entire body go rigid beside me. A low, freezing energy rolled off him, turning the air in the room completely cold, but Richard was too busy staring at my face to notice. "This is Daisy Vanecrest," Killian said, his voice a low, flat rumble that sounded like a warning. "She is handling the numbers for this deal. Sit down, Richard. Let's talk about the shipping lines."

I knew exactly who it was. “Thank you, Camila,” she said, her voice strong and clear. “And thanks to everyone here tonight. It’s truly an honor to stand before you and share my new Cosmos line…” “That can’t be,” I heard Amber say as we all zeroed in the designer. Mila fucking Davis!

She had been sitting with him and was playing with his leg with her bare toes. The fact that she suddenly appeared and laid claim to Victor infuriated me. Finally, Victor spoke, “Daisy is not my new assistant. Don’t you read the news?” He pulled away from Jenna and took my hand. “Jenna, may I introduce you to Daisy? She’s also known as Alberta Wilson, my fiancée.” ——————————————————————————————————

“Cameron, I need you and Waylon to help me with something.” “What is it?” asked Cameron. Daisie smiled at her and said, “I want you two to participate in a variety show with me.” Cameron was stunned. She pointed at herself and said, “Me? You want your brother and me to participate in a variety show with you?”

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"Jimmi's Bakers" Hera looked at the name of the bakery she has been working for couple of months now. The owner of the bakery is Ms Daisy Jones, who is a very kind lady in her early 50's. She is a little on the chubby side with streaks of grey hair on her head. Jimmi Jones was her husband and the person who used to run this bakery before he met her. Ms Daisy shares about how she fell in love with Jimmi in this very bakery and how they got married, only for her husband to die in an accident. She doesn't have children of her own and she takes care of this bakery as if this is her child.

Once again, Cameron Wells became a hot topic of conversation. "Isn't Ms. Cameron the composer for the dancer, Zoey Yandell?" "Did you only learn about it now? Whoever sings her song will make it big." "Even by plagiarizing Ms. Cameron's half-completed song, Daphne Reyes managed to make it a hit." "That's so cool! I need to look up the songs composed by Ms. Cameron." Those who searched for Cameron Wells were shocked to find out that she was behind many singers' first hits. Many netizens instantly became fans of Cameron.

Elijah's P.O.V "Your coffee" I turn in my chair to look at Camila. Her low voice gets me every time, I don't know he her voice is so calm all the time and barely audible. She stood by my desk, dressed in an oversized grey dress shirt, with only a few buttons open, revealing her cresent moon necklace, a pair of black skinny jeans with rips in the knees and by the height she's standing, I'm guessing ankle boots. Her hair was cascading down her shoulders in amazing curls as she displayed her beautiful taunting smile.

"Done that, he's clean." "Still, it won't hurt to have someone else check again. Just like you always do for me, remember." "I do." Ugo replied. "Now enough about me, what other fun activity is going on in your life?" Daisy shrugged. "Nothing much. I talked to Ray today," she said as casually as possible, trying not to make a big deal out of it. "He called me at work." Ugo's brows rose. "What does he want?" Standing up from the bed, Daisy headed to the bathroom to wash off what was left of her makeup. "He’s coming back to Fairview for the debut ‘Perfection’ music video. He asked me to go with him."

Camila followed, her demeanor calm and composed, carrying a bouquet of fresh roses. “Oh, Tessa! Our darling damsel in distress!” Jamie exclaimed, his voice echoing through the room. Tessa blinked, surprised. “Jamie? Camila? How did you know I was here?” Camila smiled gently. “Don Pedro informed me. There’s a new real estate contract with a company expanding into Africa. He asked me to handle the presentation since you’re unwell.” Jamie rolled his eyes. “Camila, must you always talk about work? We’re here to cheer up our friend, not discuss business.”