Novelas y relatos de Christie Affair Nina Gramont

I said slowly, “then why can’t Matteo just show proof to the court and keep Sophia safe?” “That’s the problem,” Mira replied. “Stacy’s record is clean. Squeaky clean. If a background check is done on both of them, it will come out in Stacy’s favor. Matteo made a lot of questionable choices while searching for Sophia. Desperation does that to people.” “Oh,” I whispered. “That’s going to be a problem.” The car finally pulled in front of the Rinaldi mansion. Before I could step out, Mira reached for my hand.

I said, trying to move around her. She stepped to the side, cutting me off again. "Sterling’s son blocked my number, Christie! He left before the gala was even over. My friends are sending me screenshots of the group chats. Everyone is talking about how Julian turned into a whimpering dog and how you stood there like a trophy for a barbarian. We are a laughingstock!" "That sounds like a Sterling problem, not a me problem," I said, my voice flat.

"The picture she painted is a lie." The camera operator gives us a countdown, and then Jennifer is looking directly into the lens. "Good evening. I'm Jennifer Morrison, and tonight we have an exclusive interview with Riley Pila, the woman at the center of a media firestorm that began this morning when Victoria Sterling held a press conference alleging that Miss Pila relationships to billionaire Brett Graham is fraudulent."

Apparently, Austin’s fiancee, Christina, had gone ahead to post clips of the previous night’s disaster on her social media pages, where she had numerous followers, and had ordered her followers who lived in Nora’s town not to patronize Nora, as well as to tell their loved ones and friends not to patronize her too, because she was very careless and unhygienic. Christina had also uploaded extremely unflattering images and videos of Nora, where she was looking shell-shocked and extremely pale on her social media pages, as well as different caricatures of her, mocking her. The whole thing was very childish and now, Nora was now a hundred percent sure that Christina had something to do with the c

"Mom, why are you even mad? You're just pissed that Andrew chose Aspen instead of Christie, right? Admit it—you're jealous and bitter!" Irene's face flushed with embarrassment. "Shut your mouth! Grown-ups are talking—who asked you to chime in?" Leroy was about to fire back when he noticed how strange Christina looked and asked, "Christie, what are you thinking right now? You've got that look… like some villainess from a movie." Christina answered calmly, "Right now, I'm relying on Quinton, and Andrew is basically his sworn enemy. So if I tell him where Andrew and Aspen are staying… don't you think that's the right thing to do?"

Aria asks. "Nope, I will keep bugging you until you do. I do not care if you never see Christan again, but he has the right to clear his name, and he did call you the woman he loves," Sienna says. Aria rolls her eyes. "It is all words that mean nothing. Give me the video so I can watch it, and you can leave me alone, Mom!" Aria says. Aria opens the video and sees it is security camera footage. The is another video of the reception when Guillia walks in. She tells the receptionist that Aria is sending Christan a surprise and asks her to deliver it. Then the following video is Christan sitting at his desk working. Guilla walks in, and Christan frowns.

I was relieved that she was finally here. Upon seeing me and Nolan, her eyes became red. Molten anger rolled through her. And with long strides, she closed the distance between us. Nolan’s face paled upon seeing Christy. He knew what the woman was capable of doing and to what extent she could do for me. Nolan had already tasted how Christy got mad. She once kicked him in his groin after knowing he wanted me to abort my baby. Nolan backed away. Christy leaned in and whispered something to his ears. The latter’s face was blanched and his eyes shifted on me.

Christine lies. "You know you are lying to me, and I do not like people lying to me. Mrs Jones, I have evidence that your daughter is Mr Jones' child. I also have photos with timestamps of you and Mr Jones. You add in a fair while he was married to Mrs Morris, his late wife," I say. I throw the evidence in front of her. She is pale as she looks at the photos and the paternity test. "Fine. So we had an affair. What about it? It doesn't prove that I had anything to do with her dying. My husband and I had nothing to do with her death. It was a car accident," Christine says.

I asked getting angry "You can call it so ma'am" he said smiling. "Am fine so there's no need to check on me" I shoot at him harshly. I slammed the door in his face before he could say another word and head up to my room very angry. Carlos is being very insecure since that accident, I got in bed with Cassie and covered her up. didn't bother to take her to her room since she's already sleeping and I need the company. I kissed her forehead and didn't realized when I fell asleep.

Christy returned to the room then came back out, wrapping just a towel around her body. She opened the door, with a sarcastic smile, “Hi officer, would you like to come in, sit down and have tea?” she teased. The young officer gulped before finding his voice again, “sorry to disturb you ma.” “Thank you,” she slammed the door. “You have to leave now, Jones is your killer and you know it,” she led him outside. The two policemen kept their eyes on the door when it pulled open, and Andre walked out in the same uniform, fastening his belt.