Debbie Wexler Novels & Stories

a news anchor of TMC News reported on TV. "Just recently, a respected thoracic surgeon, Doctor Hale, surfaced with allegations of the hospital accepting a bribe to push up a patient on the waitlist." The TV showed an interview with Doctor Hale, saying in front of the camera: "The hospital dismissed two of our best surgeon, Doctor Shantelle Scott and Doctor William Scott, because they opposed any manipulation of the donor waitlist."

Crista felt a little embarrassed to hear that. "I'm just being honest. Looks like I made the right choice to come here today. My name is Debbie So. You can call me Debbie." Debbie So was a very easy-going woman. She was a housewife who used to be a model. After she married Edric, she had quit her job. She knew Edric because she had been a model for his magazine once. She was a model and he was the chief editor of a fashion magazine. Crista nodded and said, "Debbie, I'm Crista Jin, you can call me Chica."

"Don't do anything useless. If you tell Walter about it, your father will be dead." Deborah's eyes widened in an instant after hearing this. Was she their enemy? "Oh, god! She didn't expect her makeup artist to work for Bernard!" "Although Rainie was not familiar with the makeup artist, the latter had been styling her best friends for the past six months. Everyone had a good impression of her, so Deborah decided to employ her as the makeup artist for her wedding. However, she did not expect that this person was actually Bernard's subordinate." It's you? You're the one who poison...

***Flashback The seminar had just concluded, and the air buzzed with animated conversations and the shuffle of footsteps as attendees moved around the room. I lingered at the back, watching Evelyn Myers, the keynote speaker, engage with a group of eager businessmen. Her speech had been nothing short of brilliant, and I felt a mix of admiration and nervousness at the thought of approaching her.

He had to take a few deep breaths for him to calm down. "Have fun." Eliphas blinked at him and left the room. Ashton looked at him and chided him for being so shameless and went over to the table to carry the sleeping Maya. She had just made her first shift and it was an exhausting process. Although she was now a complete werewolf and could recover her strength in a snap, it was still her first and it was perfectly normal for her to be exhausted. Standing up, Ashton realized that he was not drunk at all. Even his mind seemed more clear than before.

"Okay, give me the contact info. If it works out, I'll give you a referral fee." The manager was thrilled. She was used to dealing with wealthy but stingy customers. Debra's generosity was a pleasant surprise. Before leaving, Debra added the manager on WhatsApp. ... Across town in a hotel suite, Kale reported, "Boss, Debra went to Victoria's Beauty." Drake, sitting at his desk, asked casually, "And?" "It's said she went to some beauty programs quite openly." "Women love beauty stuff. It doesn't concern me." Drake took a bite of his apple and looked at the reports on his desk.

" Deborah could not hide her excitement as she thought about Felix in front of her, already at Physical Refinement Realm. Even more astonishing, Dickson had confirmed that Felix's bone age was genuine—he truly was still a young man. "What's your name?" Deborah finally asked. Felix nearly sighed in relief. Finally! If they had not asked for his name by now, he'd have started to wonder if this was a fake Harmony Clinic. They had been way too relaxed. "My name is Felix Zeller," he replied. Deborah pointed to herself, softening her usually stern expression into a warm smile. "You may call me Deborah. I am Harmony Clinic's lead alchemist. I'd like to take you as my apprentice. What do you think?"

I muttered suspiciously. “I really can't hide something from you, huh?” Lexa met my eyes. “Remember Debbie? Tony’s sister?” “Yeah,” I answered, but still, I nodded. “You know Tony’s retiring, but he wanted to help Debbie in a music school she’s planning. He asked me if I wanted to be Debbie’s partner.” She chewed on her bottom lip. “It means I won’t be around all the time, Love. After Christmas…” she heaved a deep sigh. “I’m leaving for a year.”

Confirm what my instincts already screamed. Was Debbie my daughter?

He did not want to see her burn out either. About a week before the building was to be ready to move into, Old Wilson came to see Debbie. He had a man with him that he introduced as Mr. Jonathan Weeks. As they sat in Debbie's office. Mr. Weeks gave Debbie a run down of his past experience. Then he handed her his resume. Debbie started reading the document, which was very impressive. So she asked "With this kind of resume, why are you looking for a job? It looks as though you should have people coming to you, instead of the other way around."