Cora Cartmell Novels & Stories

Layla was about to introduce the third female when she was cut off by the young girl. “Oh please. Let me introduce myself. I am Cora Smith. Elijah’s younger sister and you are my sister in law” the young lady was quite casual. She was wearing branded clothes for sure but with no bold brand name and comfortable fit. She was indeed a girl born in pure royalty. “Hello, her highness…” “Give me a break, call me Cora” She waved her hand. “It’s nice meeting you, Cora” I smiled, I like her already.

Crystal bit her lip as thoughts began racing through her thoughts just as how Angelica was. “Carmilla Rosette’ wrote poetry as a child, most of her friends in the social circle knew that but you yourself don’t. She disapproved the idea of making the fact public, for the hobby remains only personal. How come you don’t know that yourself?” Angelica questioned, suspicion in her eyes and her tone dripping with accusation though in question intensively.

I instructed kelvin. " Ok ma we will soon be through ma, just give us some few minutes" she responded politely. I left him and I headed to where Cora was. She orchestrated a whirlwind of activity, she and some group of ladies were adjusting some models garment,smoothing fabrics and applying last minute touches, my debut collections and I went back to the hall I smile at her and she smiles back.then my phone rang,it shows that Miss Virginia is around,I signal to Linda who was walking around the hall.

Charlotte ended the call and turned to Mrs. Wilson’s daughter-in-law with a polite smile. “Please come in.” As they chatted, Charlotte learned that the woman’s name was Cora Sanders. She was 47 years old and had a daughter who was two years younger than Charlotte and worked as an elementary school teacher. “Miss Riley, Mr. Jasper told me you love these dishes, so I bought some fresh ingredients. What would you like me to cook tonight?” Cora entered the house, carrying two large bags filled with fresh vegetables and meat from a membership-only supermarket.

Then she picked something. Cassie: Are you taking about Warren? Cora: Don't do that, we're talking about you Queen. Cassie scoffed. Cora was the best when it came to evasion. She smiled as her eyes caught the masterpiece in front of her. Maybe it was ridiculous, maybe she was reading too much into it — but still, she couldn’t shake the flutter in her chest. Arden Rhett might be the most confusing man she’d ever met… but he definitely knew how to make an entrance.