Casandra Salazar Novels & Stories

Madam Scarlett finally reached them, and Caitlyn felt soothed by the warm hug the woman gave her after the brief tight embrace with her son. She touched Caitlyn's hair. "You look so beautiful, dear. Radiating, I must confess." Caitlyn looked up at madam Scarlett with a smile that was filled with appreciation. The guests had all turned away their attention from them, and it brought comfort back to Caitlyn. "What skincare product do you use, my dear? " Mother?" Martin was shocked at her sudden question. Madam Scarlett eyed him. "I do not remember speaking to you, Martin." She turned her head back to Caitlyn. "Dear, as I was saying."

"Chairman, what?! That old man is useless as ever!" "Boss!" Shouted another guard, Salazar was stopped for a while and looked at the man who shouted; "Do you want to die?" "You can kill me after you hear this." Salazar stretched out his neck and gave him a deadly look; "We have found all information about the woman, and she's Sabrina Marquez, former taekwondo athlete, and Solomon's coach. She was defeated in the qualifying round 6 years ago, and her father was killed during the mafia war six years ago."

Both Cesar and Elyon responded at the same time then they exchanged puzzled smiles. “Jinx!”. Elyon pinched him. “Hey!”. Cesar protested half heartedly and laughed. “Um..I don’t understand.” Solange stared from Cesar to Elyon. “Meet my beautiful princess Miesa Cecilia Devane Sandoval.” Cesar kissed Miesa’s forehead proudly. Solange was shocked and her mouth opened and closed as she stared at Miesa. She didn't want to believe him but the proof… which was the uncanny resemblance between him and the little girl made her believe him.

Stopped directly in front of her. And smiled. It was sweet. But not friendly. "Ms. Valeza of Aureline," she said smoothly. "Right?" She extended her hand. "I'm Cassy Torres." Her eyes gleamed. "The youngest and current Chairman of Firm Jewelry."

“All in favor of removing Adrian Reyes as CEO pending investigation—” “Wait.” My voice cuts across the room before I can stop myself. Every head turns. Salazar looks mildly amused. “And you are?” Marcus answers before I can. “The woman who owns half the problem you’re trying to solve.” The room murmurs again. Salazar studies me. “Alessandra Valez.” “Yes.” His smile grows. “I heard you lost five years of memory.” “I did.” “And yet you’re here.” “Yes.” Salazar glances toward Adrian. “That’s… unexpected.”

She grumbled, watching the floor number changing, “You and the lieutenant are just the same.” Cattleya absently said as the elevator doors opened, “When it comes to Cassandra, we’d do anything for her. Just as we know, she’d do the same.” “Who are you really anyway?” “I’m Cattleya Kir, current president of the Kir Institute of Technology, CEO of Kir Tech.” Selena baffled, wondering if she was joking, “The K.I.T university? President?! CEO?” She looked way too young for that.

I breath out. They all stay silent. I see a look of recognition flash through Cristian's eyes. I cock my head in confusion. He catches my gaze and right as he's about to say something, a larger, older woman came over to us. "Hi I'm Sylvia, I'll be taking care of you today. What can I get for you?" She greets us happily.

That calluses in her hands are proof of labors and hardwork. Her name was Serene Almirez. Her surname was a popular one in the business world. Its not a surprised that she was always asked about her connection to the Almirez family, because she carry the same surname around. She truly hated her mother for using her father's last name for her. She was no other than a once privileged princess who chose to runaway from the palace because of an evil witch. Peter Almirez, Serene's father was the owner of the Daily Life Publishing Company which is the biggest publishing house in North America. Her father was Hispanic with a mix of Filipino blood. Cynthia (Serene's mother) met Peter on a restaurant

“It's raining and you girls are making me watch this awful TV show.” “You don't like Celebrities Under Water?” Isabel asked. “No. Because they make you think the celebrities are going to drown, but then they never do.” Isabel nudged Cassandra who frowned at her. She reached out for the remote and changed the channel. “Should we watch a movie Natán?” she asked. He smiled at her and her heart fluttered. “But I'm picking it” he announced and Isabel gladly handed over the remote. Halfway through the movie, the channel scrambled and Carlota Diaz, the youngest newscaster in Mexico, was going to announce the cause of the interruption.