Cheers Jeff Novels & Stories

"Sorry, I was..." "You will get a punch if you don't carry me." Jeff laughed as he pulled her from the floor into his strong arm, the evening was blissful, after the karaoke, they went clubbing, at the club Kathleen finally could breathe, the atmosphere was not as choking as it was at the karaoke, all they do is dance and drink, less talking; less show of affection *****

Jeffrey "More champagne, Jeffrey?" Jolie asked, her voice like a song. "You seem...a bit down." I tried to smile. "Just thinking about the deal, you know?" I said, but my voice was flat like a pancake. "It's a good deal," Jolie said, her voice all soft and sweet. "For both of us."

I shoved her off and brushed off my clothes with disgust. "What exactly did I trick you about? Your feelings? Your money? Or did I con you into investing? You're the one who refused to have kids and messed around with a fake rich guy. Pamela, you're not important enough for me to waste my brain cells on coming up with ways to scheme you." Pamela instantly turned pale. Lauren, who stood nearby, smiled. "Mr. Knight, you can do the ribbon-cutting. I'll handle things here." Lauren pushed me over to the ribbon-cutting area and brought her team over to block Pamela, who glared at her viciously.

Jeff walks towards me and opens his arms and I get into them, thanking him for remembering my birthday. To say I'm excited will be an understatement. I'm delighted! Extremely elated and even as I cut the cake, I'm still over the moon with happiness. Today is my birthday and I didn't even remember that? However, I'm glad my husband did and I have him to thank for all these. Champagne is popped and celebrations follows. Every employee gets a glass of champagne and a piece of cake as well. After the celebrations are over, Jeff gives instructions to my Personal Assistant and he leads me out. He says he wants to treat me to yet another surprise and it's waiting for us in the house.

"No sugar, less milk. Just how I like it." He narrowed his eyes at Jeffery. "Why are you up so early? Did you even sleep? And why are you still in your suit?" "Forget my appearance, Grandpa. It's temporary," Jeffery said. "I needed you to be sober. You had too much to drink last night." Grandpa Lu huffed. "You brat! I had only one glass of champagne." "You were drunk," Jeffery said without mincing wordst. "That's the only logical explanation for the announcement you made."

Anna piped up cheerfully, “But he burned the first batch.” “Traitor,” Jeff muttered, shooting her a mock glare that made her giggle. I shook my head, unable to suppress a smile, “Well thank you but don’t think this means you’re off the hook for cleanup.” “I save the day, and this is the thanks I get??” Jeff said with an exaggerated sigh, “Tough crowd.” “Jeff?” Anna asked suddenly, her voice small and curious. He set down his mug and leaned toward her, “What’s up munchkin?”

He then shook the glass until it rattled and smiled with pleasure. "Cheers, Alex." ***

This was probably the most pleasing thing Scarlett had ever said to Jeff. "So, does that mean we have a common goal?" Jeff poured himself a glass of water and then poured one for her as well. Scarlett didn't drink it. Seeing her cautiousness, Jeff said, "I'm not as scheming as you think. There's no drug in the water." Scarlett still didn't drink. Jeff didn't care and took a couple of sips himself. "Stay here quietly, and I promise Wayne won't find you," Jeff said as he stood up.

Higgins nodded then she picked up her bag from the chair and walked out of the ward. I plopped on the chair beside Joanna's bed. Taking her fragile hand in mine, I inhaled deeply. “You scared me so much, Jo. I almost thought I lost you. Please be strong and don't scare aunty like this in the future. I also promise to buy you your favorite popcorn when you wake up.” ★ DAMIEN'S POV Staring at her resume, I let her name roll off the tip of my tongue. “Jennifer Gaston.” There was something very amusing about her.

The next second, confetti and streamers rained down on me. "Happy anniversary, Monica!" Jared exclaimed, standing in the middle of the room with a bouquet of roses. He dropped to one knee. "Do you like my surprise? I asked Luciana to help with the decorations." Luciana stood there with her arms crossed, staring at the decorations like they were beneath her. "If this wasn't for my best friend, I'd never drop my work to help with something this lame. And don't look at me—he's the one who begged me to help.