Caroline Forbes Novels & Stories

"It's very likely. In any case, someone without skills like her could only have gotten in through nepotism!" … In the car, Caroline said to the driver, "Mr. Jack, please take me to Morrison Manor." The driver was named Jack Hobbs, but he insisted that Caroline call him Jack. Still, since he was more than ten years older than her, she felt it was better to call him Mr. Jack. "Alright." Jack started the car and drove toward Morrison Manor. Caroline lowered her head and flipped through Corvin's information. She continued studying it. Soon, the car arrived at Morrison Manor.

"I am sorry it took me this long to come. Here, meet my goddaughter, Chloe. She is getting married and here to pick a befitting wedding dress for royalty." "Hi." Darby waved at her. "Congratulations on your engagement." Chloe gasped lightly, she didn't think the designer would be so beautiful. "Thank you, you look so beautiful. Did you add some coloring to your hair?" She asked smiling. Patting her hair unconsciously, Darby chuckled. "No, it just has a natural brownish red feeling. You are beautiful too. Thanks for coming." "Your face looks familiar though." Chloe noted. "She sure will look familiar. The latest release of FORBES magazine has her on the cover page as under thirty most influen

Caroline, another old barf who has refused to retire from her position. Caroline, like Manuel, wasn't exactly young, but she was still a few years away from needing a wheelchair. I had great respect for her for being the first and only woman to ever join the council, but that was until I found out that she didn't exactly climb her way up by being a good person. She was greedy, selfish, cunning, and absolutely merciless when it came to getting what she wanted. And to top it off, she was best friends with my stepmother.

I invited her to be my date, and she happily agreed. When we arrived at the venue, I heard someone bragging loudly nearby. Emily nudged me. "Isn't that Charles?" she asked. I was surprised. "How do you know him?" "He's infamous in my field. When he was abroad, he cozied up to wealthy women. One of my friends, Krista, got tired of him and dumped him, but not before giving him three million as a parting gift." She laughed. "And now he's back, playing the role of a business elite."

Alice was history but Vicky was still out there. She had to take both of them down before they would let her get anywhere close to her father’s inheritance. Therefore, she couldn’t hurry herself about the estate but where would she get the money in the meantime? Caroline had no clue so she decided to visit a hacking forum that was hidden from prying eyes. Only then did she realize that the stunt she had pulled that day had attracted quite an attention among the hacking community. There were even threads looking for her. People posted lucrative rewards for her actual identity. Caroline blinked at the money offered and wondered if she could sell herself out… She chuckled at the ludicrousness o

Lesley's protests dissolved into sobs as the weight of her predicament sank in. "It was Caroline who orchestrated everything. She reached out to me, asking for information on Winter. She's the one who connected me with journalists from the Chronicle press," Lesley blurted out, naming names of individuals who would soon face arrest. The revelation casts a new light on Caroline's role in the scheme, particularly considering her familial ties to Josephine, Elaine, and Luis through Alpha Maxwell of the Hill Valley pack— their mother's cousin. It was clear Caroline had always been a troublemaker, and her obsession with Noah, despite knowing that now he belonged to someone else, had driven her to

His louis vuitton black shoes was also impossible to miss, as well as his slight killer smile. A born supermodel, I thought dreamily. Someone pointed behind Ethan and then I noticed the copper haired female striding confidently behind him. I frowned a little. Now who would that be? “Violet Crawford...” Loveth whispered appearing beside me. Most powerful woman in NewYork. “Okay....” The what was she doing here? I thought. I didn't think that was anywhere near Tokyo. Well anyway, it wasn't like it mattered. We would just have to watch and see what happened.

“Elijah sold the story he wanted the world to know; his father died from alcoholism. Celdric was an extremely troublesome and resentful brother for not being recognized by the family; he is a half-brother, discovered recently, who desires to take over the industry.” “Wow, he seemed to be an honorable man.” I accidentally let slip. “Looks can be deceiving!” The CEO shrugged. “You mentioned brothers in the plural, and the other brother?” I picked up the other coffee that was in my hands and decided to drink it. “Heloise Forbs, a woman of extremely strong personality and atypical temperament.” Mr. Morgan scratched his chin, seeming to remember something. “Anyway, she never took much interest in

Caroline stood there in her robe looking furious. "What is the meaning of this? Do you know who I am?" Caroline yelled. "Caroline Benson you are under arrest for the murder of Elena Benson and for theft of over fifty million dollars from the Benson Estate. You have the right to remain silent," Detective Morrison said. "This is ridiculous. I didn't murder anyone. This is a setup," Caroline said as two officers grabbed her arms and started putting handcuffs on her. "You can explain that to the judge. Right now you need to come with us," Detective Morrison said.

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