Cecily Smith Novels & Stories

Caitlyn was saying, but the woman had hung up before Caitlyn attempted to exchange pleasantries. She sighed as she brought the phone down from beside her ears. "Do these people not care about other people's health? Are they forbidden from exchanging pleasantries?" She chuckled. She dropped her phone and picked up one of the dresses. She was going to select one to wear to the party. The first one she picked was a green dress. Its length went past her toes. It had a slit that began from her hips and had a very tiny sleeve. Her collarbones were beautifully on display when she wore the dress at Shirley's store.

she asked. Cecily glanced around as if she was speaking to herself, wondering if she had been noticed. After all, her footsteps weren't exactly quiet, and perhaps the woman hadn't recognized her. "Mrs. Wilson," Cecily called out softly. The woman hesitated for a moment, then turned around. "Cecily," she smiled warmly, her face radiating kindness and grace. Seeing that smile, Cecily's heart warmed involuntarily. Fidelia Wilson had been her art teacher, and even though she was in her forties now, she didn't look a day over thirty.

I finally said that I would and now we were on our way to Paris, to meet up with her at her condo. She was my grandfather's sister, Eliza Brinx, she was a fashion icon and the most adnired family member in the Brinx line of work, she was the prettiest woman I've ever seen in all my life, even at the age of fifty, Eliza was a remarkable being, she was a model and also an entrepreneur. She was my favorite person in the entire world. "Why do I allow you to take me out of the US?" Elijah asks, scanning the busy streets once we got out of the car, outside of Eliza's condo building.

Fanny was the middleman brought by Diana? Cecilia sighed. "I had no idea you two knew each other, and it seems like you two are quite close?" "Ms. Smith is an investor in my studio." Diana mentioned the studio, but Cecilia's expression remained unchanged. It was clear she had already set aside any concerns about the studio, and didn't care about it at all. That's why she didn't accept Diana's invitation. It could only mean... She had reservations about Noel. She genuinely didn't want to be with Noel.

“Is your busyness regarding Cecilia Smith?” He only shrugged. Though Cecilia and the model were rivals in the fashion world and how he liked the model more, Pierre didn’t want to reveal anything. “If you know what has happened lately, you will think twice about being with her.” Pierre raised his eyebrow. “Oh? Why?” “Cecilia Smith has been blacklisted in the fashion world. A killer of another woman’s unborn baby must be sent to jail, not to walk on the runway.” “Who said that?”