Novel & Cerita Elaine Parks

One step, two step, three-- “Ouch!” Something really hard hit her on the head. “Sorry.” A soft voice said. Ellaine straightened up to meet two chinky, brown eyes looking closely at her. She inched away and saw a young pretty face in front of her. “Have you seen a red pouch?” The woman, who seemed to be in her mid-twenties, asked without taking her eyes off Ellaine. Ellaine felt awkward at the woman’s unwavering stare. She looked as though she’s some kind of specimen under observation. To avoid further eye contact, Ellaine looked down and surprisingly found the red pouch at her feet.

Adrian stopped and took a puzzled glance at Elaine. Elaine said as she blushed, “I’m Elaine Cook. What’s your name? I’ve never seen you in Windton before. I’ve always been a rather straightforward person so I’m going to just tell you that you’re the first man that I’ve ever taken an interest in. I think you’re really good-looking. Let’s get to know each other.” Elaine extended her hand to Adrian. Adrian was stunned and asked, “Elaine Cook? From the Cook family?”

She already let go her feelings for him. As she stared at the screen, two celebrities walked up the red carpet moments after Mr. Rodriguez had arrived. The lady had her arm linked with another popular man, the man most people misunderstood she had something to do with romantically. But thanks to Alvin, Lisa knew better. "Hey isn't that Adele Rivera, the CEO of DeLa's Fashion House?" Elaine said unsurely. "Wait, it's her! Do you girls know she follows me on I*?" She gushed.

That made the people nearby glance over even more openly. Elaine was clearly caught off guard. Her face stiffened, and for a second, she looked both angry and embarrassed. She forced out a smile, but it did not sit well on her face. Then Ms. Maya turned to Caroline with a puzzled look. “Now that I think about it, who is she exactly?” The question hit like a slap. Elaine answered too quickly. “She’s Daniel’s personal assistant.” Rebecca gave a quiet laugh beside me. “His personal assistant?”

Elaine was grateful she had bought her own apartment, providing her with a place of solace during these embarrassing times. As they walked away from backstage, they didn't get very far before someone called out to Elaine. She turned to see a female staff member waving and running towards her. "Wait, Elaine, please wait!" Elaine stopped and asked her with a hint of confusion, "Is there something else?" The woman panted, catching her breath as she spoke, "You see, there's going to be another round of revival matches after all the PK rounds. Could you please wait a little longer?"

Evan was immediately ruled out since he had no interest in computers whatsoever. But Kyle… "Bev, he knows Elaine." Regardless of whether Kyle had malicious intentions, Evan felt he had to be cautious. "Don't let him get close to you." Beverly's eyes widened in surprise. A barely perceptible shadow crossed Kyle's eyes as he turned to look at Evan. "Elaine was the eldest daughter of the Henderson family and a prodigy who took the world by storm over 30 years ago. Who didn't see her as a role model? So, is it really so strange that I know of her?"

It was their nature to be active. Edward had been stuck in the traffic for quite a long time. By the time he came over, Ellena had already brought Elaine to the nearby park. Ellena and Elaine were squatting by the grass in the park and watching the ants move. Behind her came a man's deep and pleasant voice, "Elaine." Elaine was focused on watching the ants move. She was too engrossed that she did not hear Edward call her. Instead, Ellena was the first to turn her head.

I asserted loudly, refusing to withhold my gaze. “Miss Ellie Parkinson, let me bring it to your knowledge that you are currently present in a room where professional killers and gang leaders blurt out the truth under my interrogation. While you are just an eighteen-year-old amateur teen. Do not force me to place you in that category, you won't be able to survive,” he warned, raising his eyebrows, and pointing his finger at me threateningly. “Now, with regards to the testimony of Marla Wilkins, your swimming coach at Brent High, Emily Billings was last seen with you during your swimming competition. Am I right?” “Yes, that's true,”

Zack. Elaine and I got out of the car as we stared at the beautiful reception building in front of us. I was expecting a lot of paparazzi flashing photos but the security did a good job keeping them out. I did notice a few, more composed, photographers roaming around and I was glad that people didn't come to my face with a camera. Elaine wore a long, peach, off the shoulder dress with a slit reaching the middle of her thigh. Her hair was in a braid and a beautiful diamond pin held her bun together.