Novel & Cerita Diane Foxington Angry

she answers confused. “Yes, your father already has the money for your attendance, so please fill your space” Diane feels the anger consuming her, her father had taken the money that belonged to her and her boyfriend, so she would no longer do anything he asked her to do, she would be her most natural self, no matter what the young man in front of her said. “You are Diane Saenz, right?” Harry begins the interview “Yes, it's me” she sits down naturally, stretches out with little delicacy, showing her bad manners, this causes amusement to Harry.

"I'm so sorry you went through all of that and I promise we're going to make them pay. Kennedy, his mother, Leonard, Fiona, Brenda I don't care who stands beside him, we're going to strip every single one of them of everything they have.” I clenched my fists. "I am so angry right now, I could honestly punch somebody.” To my surprise, Zane smiled. "What?" I asked. He rubbed the back of his neck. "I probably shouldn't admit this. I find it incredibly attractive when you get angry, you look adorable threatening people's lives” Before I could answer, my phone suddenly rang.

Diane spat out, her breathing rising as her boiling anger made Nick's mouth fall open. Maybe it will work with someone else, but not for Diane Lockhart. And he still cares about not backing down at all, even though he hurts her again with his words. "Are you not listening to me?!" Nick speaks loudly when his eyes look fierce looking at her. "You don't listen to me!" Diane just screamed making Nick gulp "I've heard enough! I can take good care of myself all my life! How dare you lecture me?!" she hissed breathing when her eyes glazed with show her anger

Diane walked in like she owned the place, dressed in something light and expensive, her hair perfectly styled, a group of women trailing behind her like loyal followers. I went still. “She’s here,” I whispered into the phone. “Then I’ll let you handle it,” Fiona said, and the line went dead. I lowered my phone slowly, my pulse quickening as I adjusted my cap, tilting it just enough to shadow my face while still allowing me to see clearly. Diane and her friends settled a few seats away, their laughter soft but sharp, like glass clinking together. I didn’t have to strain to hear them. “…I’m telling you, the girl has no shame,” Diane was saying, her voice dripping with disdain. “Running around

Shannon heard those annoying words spurting out from that familiar voice, she turned to the direction the voice was coming from. Her eyes burned with fury as she casted an angry look at the woman behind her almost sleepless nights, the lady behind those threatening texts she had been receiveing. She felt her teeth tightened, her hands curled into a fist, "Bitch!" She muttered under her breathe. How she wished she could beat the hell out of her. "What do you want, Diane?" Shannon voice in pretense quivered as she stared from the three guys inside her office to Diane. "Well, what else do you think I want than to expose your dirty deeds to the world!" Diane confidently accused.

Let's fight to the death! ... Diana: ... He called Diana an old woman?! Diana was so angry that she pounded on the keyboard. "Who is this guy? His insults might not hurt much, but they're incredibly offensive!" Every word hit her right where it hurts! Diana kept a cold face and accepted the second challenge from "DarkWing." This time, she didn't give the opponent any chance and defeated him even faster than the previous round. And then came the third round, the fourth round...

as she pointed her finger at the person. angrily Flora started to say something, but Diana cut her off with a powerful slap. "I'm..." Flora started again. She let out an angry shout, "How dare you try to talk back at me?!" Flora reached out and gently touched Diana's cheek as she looked at her. Flora went down after another slap from her, and she yelled at her to "Stop looking at me with those fucking eyes!" Diana grabbed her hair Flora cried out in pain, "Ahh!"

Xander’s pov I let out a heavy breath and stood up walking back and forth. “What if I returned to the penthouse and tried talking to her?” Diane looked away from me. It was obvious she was angry now. Then she stood up. Threw the pizza she was holding back into the box.

added the fat woman. “You!” Francine Diaz was angry as she thought that the fantasia was great and it was not lousy. Although there was a time that Francine thought that it was not the great either, since she was started her business and managed to earn money, she found the fantasia to be particularly good. She had rented a place inside the fantasia mall and the income was good. “What? Are you from the countryside? Such a pumpkin! You are so ignorant! How dare you to said that? Shame on you!” the fat woman spat at Francine with hatred.

Who was she talking about? My breath hitched. Could she be... talking about me? There was a long pause before Ronan responded in his characteristically flat tone. "I don't know what you're talking about." "You should know, of all people in the world, that I'll investigate everyone who's been by your side. And that little bitch out there... she has the most interesting identity." I held my breath. My fingers gripped the edge of the table until my knuckles trembled. "She should rot in the grave," Diana continued, her voice dripping with venom. "Or, if that little bitch really wants to live, she should have the courage to claim her own life."