Dredd Julie Cash Novels & Stories

in Julia's tone caught everyone off guard. Unperturbed, Julia expanded upon her earlier declaration, her voice audacious and unapologetic. "I sought after Jared's wealth and aspired to become the mistress of this estate. And not only that, I've formulated a cunning plan over the past few days. I sedated Jared, engaged in a physical relationship with him, and subsequently manipulated conception, ensuring he wouldn't be able to extricate himself from me." Julia's confession left Yannie and the others gaping. They had encountered shameless individuals before, but Julia's brazenness in openly and unabashedly voicing her intentions was beyond their wildest expectations.

It's the only thing shielding the deep cuts carved into my soles. I have exactly thirty-four dollars in my pocket—cash I begged from a terrified gas station clerk in exchange for my diamond earrings. The headline on the folded paper beside me screams the lie to the world. ROSSI EMPIRE COLLAPSES: HEIRESS FLEES AFTER BRUTAL MURDER-SUICIDE. Julian wants me back desperately. For the past two days, every newspaper and news channel has painted me as a monster. Television screens and front pages nationwide plaster my face.

Still smelled faintly like fluoride and fear. I dropped onto the nearest couch and stared at the ceiling. “Is this our life now? Safehouses and smoke bombs?” “Only if we’re lucky,” Dawson said, dragging himself to the kitchen. Valerie opened a bag of chips like it was a grenade. “I’m just glad we finally took that witch down.” “I’m not.” They all turned to me. “I’m glad it’s over,” I clarified. “But don’t you get it? Julia wasn’t the end. She was the beginning.”

Julia continued to talk, “You've had your own share of scandals and trust me, you're loved by people. You are seen as an influential woman, you know that?” “I don't know,” I replied weakly as I sipped on my drink. “You've been involved with big names so far!” Julia told me firmly. “Julian Holland, CEO of Empire Entertainment. Duncan Mann, CEO of Duck Entertainment. Yamamoto…” “Yeah! Yeah!” I exclaimed, cutting her short. “You are lucky, girl. I am envious,” Julia muttered. “And why would you be?” I asked.

Vivienne rasped, her throat feeling like sandpaper. A pathetic little public clinic downtown, Cynthia said, a beautiful, cruel smile spreading across her lips. Julian did not want your miserable body ruining his corporate image, so he had his boys dump you here like common trash. The doctor here did not even ask for your real ID card. They just took a few hundred dollars of cash from Thomas and left you in this corner room. Where is Julian? Vivienne asked, struggling to sit up against the flat, hard mattress. He is at the corporate headquarters, of course, Cynthia scoffed, adjusting the massive diamond on her neck. He does not have time to watch a broken woman breathe, Vivienne. Especially n

NEWS FLASH: Timothy Cash, the recently divorced son of Tony Cash, was seen chasing a woman on the streets of Swaxon. This woman was said to be the third party, resulting in his divorce. So who is this woman? Her name is Victoria Walton. Finally, we have uncovered the facts of this woman's identity. She is a model and actress in Swaxon City who has made it to a few national commercials. The most shocking part of her background was how Victoria Walton was apparently Charlotte Strauss's long-time best friend. Imagine being betrayed by the person you trusted the most?

Daniel was starting to clean his reputation and he was now on the verge of success but unexpectedly, Juliana suddenly broadcasted her suicide live on a huge live broadcasting station at this moment. Standing at the roof top of a popular convention center in Taadi, she was broadcasting everything live. She was bawling her eyes out, crying so badly that her veins protruded and her face reddened. Tears and snot were flowing out, but she did not care about her image at all. Her body kept shaking uncontrollably as she sobbingly said. "I really can't hang in there anymore... I was forced to sleep with them. If I don't sleep with them, I won't be able to clear my debt that I owe the company. I have

was crushed to pieces by Chloe's merciless high heels. Julian stepped closer to Seraphina with unsteady steps like a living corpse. His gaze was blank, filled with horror, disgust, and raw despair. Bloodmoon's thirteen billion dollars in losses... the bankruptcy that choked his pack's breath... everything wasn't because of a natural disaster, but because of this lowly woman he adored. The woman he chose when he threw away his true soul mate. "Ju-Julian... please... it's not true..." Seraphina crawled to hug Julian's legs.