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And just as I was scanning him, a woman who looked very similar to Rachel alert from the back, in a red dress, walked towards him and hugged and kissed his lips. WTF is going on in here, he is with Rachel and now he is with someone else. I was about to kick the hell out of him when Rachel walked in hugging the woman too, and when I saw her face, the woman was none other than. "What are you doing here?" I walked towards, without even caring about Rachel seeing me. "Jayce," I cheered, hugging myself. "Meet Daniel my boyfriend and Rachel her sister," "Sister," I shouted, the last word louder than I accepted to and the eyes of people around the restaurant turned to me.

They remained unfazed by the presence of the blonde. "Good morning. I'd like to speak with Mrs. Costa," Christine stated. One of the men scrutinized her carefully. "Do you have an appointment?" he inquired. Christine pursed her lips. "No, but I'm Mr. Hoffmann's right-hand woman, and it's an urgent matter," she replied. The other man activated the microphone hidden within his sleeve and murmured something. Once done, he directed his gaze back to the impatient blonde.

The attendant tells me causing me to curse almost immediately. "Fuck you." "Language, Leaxandra." Quinn mumbles followed by Claude and Hyde's whispers. "Luna, that's..." "That means she's either offended or pissed." "I apologize, my lady." Beau sighs, "You are allowed to tour any part of the castle for now. As I am certain that the Alpha wouldn't want her ladyship to get involved with this matter as well since we will be discussing the incident that happened seven years ago." As though a nerve ticked in his thick skull, Quinn immediately dismissed me at all costs. What I meant by that was the way he talked me out of the place like I'm some sort of trash just to keep me out. I should have kno

“It’s only been a month for us, so all I’ve learned so far is that you shouldn’t register at Kneen & Co! What a nightmare trying to return the things we didn’t want. I asked for the Marie Daage Aloe custom dinnerware, but I immediately regretted it once I saw the new spring pattern. Of course, you don’t care about that—you’ll probably leave it all to your fiancée to handle.” Now she spares me a glance, and the tiniest of lines struggle to appear between her eyebrows, valiantly fighting against the mass amounts of Botox attempting to smooth it back out again. “I don’t think we’ve ever met,” she says. “I’m Christina Huntley-Hart. This is my husband, Geoffrey Hart.” She holds out her hand in th

If love and power were placed on a scale, which would they choose? I let out a cold chuckle. "I'll ask one last time. Who is the true heiress of Skyrise Group?" Before either of them could answer, a woman stormed forward and slapped me hard across the face. It was Christina Sanders, daughter of one of Skyrise Group's partners. "How dare you? A scholarship freeloader like you dared to stir up trouble at Skyrise Group's event? Do you even know your place?" I knew exactly who Christina was. She'd been obsessed with David for years and had always fantasized about marrying him and becoming the future CEO's wife.

“Thank you for honoring my invitation, Your Highness.” Alpha Kael bowed again, his gaze fixed on me. “And if I may ask, who’s the lady beside you?” I felt Clinton stiffen beside me, but I kept my eyes on Alpha Kael, who was still smiling. With a fake smile plastered on my face, I cooed, “I am Natasha Jones, the King’s distant cousin.” I lied. Alpha Kael hummed, nodding slowly. “You’re welcome to my pack, Lady Natasha.” He bowed dramatically before shifting his attention to Clinton. “Please, have a seat.”

He cried. I turned to Old Grandpa. “I don't have the time to prove my innocence, Allen was the one that cheated, I caught him in bed with another woman…on my way back to report Allen I got involved in an accident…the man in the picture, he was the one that saved my life,” I defended. “Accident?” Allen scoffed. “If there was an accident we would have heard about it, you are Maria Rodriguez, who doesn't know you and besides you don't have a single scratch on your body.”

Xavier: Hunter stood by the couch, waiting for me to finish reading the paper that I wasn’t even bothering with. My wolf had been pacing since dawn. And the idea of her being out of the house was not helping. “She’s on her way back,” Hunter said finally. “She met with Maxine at the café. No guards saw her try anything. They just spoke. It seemed like a normal conversation though. Maxine is helping her with this divorce. Are you sure that you want her to keep meeting up?”

He got out of bed, grabbed his phone, and quietly walked out of the room. “Hey Noah, any news?” “Ezra, I sent information through your email regarding Shannon Christensen. As a short recap, she's the daughter of the late Nicholas Christensen, the founder of the Christensen Corporation. He died in a car crash around ten years ago, he left everything to his daughter even though he married his secretary Clarrise Hillborne who had a daughter before the marriage, named Karina. According to the information Shannon has been studying in a boarding school in Australia for the past ten years and she's yet to return to the country.”

I extended a hand to him, and shaking my hand, he smirked at me, watching as Natasha took a step back. “Alpha Nathan Kozlov. You really are a man of business. I can see that your place seems to bring in more people with each passing day” he said, looking at Natasha who bit her bottom lip as she smiled. I knew that it disgusted her to act this way, but she also knew her job and duty well, and it was one of the main reasons why she was the ONLY one qualified for this job and no one else.