Dirty Rich Amelia Wilde Novelas e Histórias

I will have to face their music and bear the consequences. "I never knew you had this in you bitch. " One of them named Carmela says as she leans against the table while smiling and pulling at my nose. "So you are this corrupt? I thought you were always the goody two-shoes girl who has a lot of life planned ahead of her getting ready for the future. I never knew you dared to step into a rich man's home just to get into their pants. " She says as she continues to snap her fingers in my face. "You're such a slut you know that. You made it to the first position by overtaking me because it has been my dream to sleep with the prestigious one and only Mr Mitchell. But you overtook me, Amelia. You

"WHO RUSHED YOU, HUH?! WAS I WRONG ASKING IN A RUDE WAY TO THOUGHT WHO DARE TO KIDNAP ME?! WHAT EXACTLY WHAT AM I WRONG WITH YOUR BOSS?! IF HE REALLY HAD A PROBLEM WITH ME, HE SHOULD HAVE DIRECTLY FIGHTED ME AND GETTING STARTED! YOU DON'T NEED TO KICK ME, RIGHT?!" cried Amelia crying desperately. "YOU'RE DISGUSTING! THAT'S WHY I HATE ALL RICH PEOPLE IN THIS WORLD! THEY ARE NEVER AWARE OF THEIR MISTAKES ON PEOPLE UNDER THEM! THEY ALWAYS THINK THEIR MISTAKES CAN BE FORGIVED BECAUSE THEY ARE

His displeasure caused by Vivian’s sudden appearance has been swept away just like that. “Is your husband such a bully in your eyes?” “No. Look at her, she looks pitiful.” Amelia said as she pointed at Vivian. She had not recognized her so she thought that she was a salesperson from a perfume company. She had come wearing heavy makeup and now that it has been destroyed, she looked unrecognizable. “You don’t know her?” Axel asked. “Should I?” Amelia asked. “Don’t worry, she is not someone important. Even if she was a sales agent, I wouldn’t consider it even if they gave me a hundred percent profit share.”

That is a difficult situation. "But I believe in Ace and am confident that he will succeed. If you have a lot of money, there is nothing wrong with exacting revenge, but in the end, his will backfire someday," Unice informed me. She is also familiar with the behavior of the wealthy. "How did you know that rich could do everything?" I inquired of Unice. "I have a lot of rich friends who can do anything," Unice said, adding that if it's about her friend, I have no problem about it.

I cursed under my breath. “Oh my God!” The chatty woman beside me yelped. “You’re Xavier Ellmord, the billionaire; New York lord.” She slapped herself. “Why didn’t I realize that from the very beginning.” I continued to play deaf ears to her blabbing. “Your wife is the crazy Shirley sisters…wow.” Her last sentence rang in my ear. “What did you just call her?” I queried with a hard glare, finally giving her the attention she desires.

Amelia rudely asked, right after she looked inside the envelope and discovered it was a bundle of cash. Clyde let out a wry smile and said, “Oh...is it not enough? I will gladly add extra, if that's what you want.” Amelia scoffed and bit her lips to hold back her tears. Just when she thought he was different, it finally turned out that he was no different from other men. “Why did you give me cash, Mister? I never asked for it!” Amelia half yelled, she was exploding with so much anger. She could not not feel less shameful. Just what exactly did he take her for? A liar? Or worse, a gold digger?

Rowan replied scratching his forehead while Richard's ears stood up like a wolf, hearing the father's plans for his beautiful daughter. If he could have a chance, he would make her his mistress forever. But his wife was one wicked woman. He cannot let her know what's on his mind if she knew she would kill him. After a few minutes of talking, Amelia brings the tea with some snacks and when placing it on the table, Richard was staring towards her chest, admiring her exposed cleavage. Amelia, when noticed, quickly put a hand at her chest and stared at him with those bloodshot eyes.

"We trusted you with this Amelia,but you have failed us." Mom shouted in the same voice that was making my ear drums to bleed. "Look at these people. These are the town's men and women. Look at the lives that you destroyed because of your pride and ego." Amelia added. "If you had just shut up about the necklace,this won't have happened. The entire community won't have been dead by now. For this Amelia,you will suffer."

"Yes, he is already grown up, how did you find out anything." "While having transaction with our business, this BBB is mention. They are curious who is behind this. For so many years. I'm researching about this BBB. Accidentally when you send me here in North Ville a year ago. I went in a restaurant I accidentally spotted Elena. I want called you at that time but you were with the madam. I decided to keep a secret and followed Elena. She live in this area. No wonder we can't find her. She is the EB before who shocked the whole world, who beat the record of being the most influential and rich family in the world. No one knows that it was Elena. I found out that he has a son after following he

Amelia’s signature perfume the dense trace of amber and vanilla. Amelia stood on the threshold, her identical face flushed a deep, unnatural crimson from the biting wind, her shoulders trembling beneath the fabric of Ava's stolen white cashmere cardigan. The fragile, heartbroken victim persona that she had spent weeks meticulously performing for Michael was completely dead. Her dark eyes were wide, bloodshot, and glittering with a raw, volatile envy that she could no longer contain behind her engineered smiles. Her fingers were clutched tightly around the strap of her leather handbag, her knuckles turning a stark, bloodless white as she glared into the dim interior of the concrete room.