Novel & Cerita Elena And Caroline

I glanced at him again, and he smirked faintly as he sipped from his glass. “So… no more promises to keep,” he said lightly, setting his glass down. “That makes things simpler.” I was the only one lost as to what was happening. If Adrian was engaged to be married to Elena, then why all these reactions from him?. Just then, my phone rang. Bella ❤️ I picked it up immediately. "El, I’m spending the weekend with you!" she said. "We have so much to catch up on." "Okay," I replied. "Let me know when you’re coming."

Eloise recognized the voice—it was Caroline Dominguez. She knew her well. Caroline was Elaine’s best friend and had once teamed up with her to bully Eloise. Caroline had assumed that Elaine would be the one marrying Cosmo, so she was shocked when she found out it was Eloise instead.

Her legs were crossed over each other as she sat. "Cara called yesterday, she says she misses you and hopes you will visit her soon." Lucien's words grabbed Eleana's attention. She smiled at him as he looked at her over his shoulder. "Aww, I miss her too. How about you bring her here for a few days? I could show her around." Eleana proposed with enthusiasm. Cara was Lucien's younger sister. Eleana had bonded with her while living in Paris.

Lucas froze, and so did Caleb and I. "Dad..." Her voice quivered, sending a pang straight to my heart. "Elena, calm down," Jake's voice reverberated, stirring within me a primal urge to tear him away from her for a moment. "They were just in my old room," she blurted out, her words rushed and frantic, "They must be in my old room. I-I have to...I have to get to them." I clenched my fists tightly to my sides, restraining myself from rushing into the room. I knew exactly who she meant, and so did Lucas and Caleb. She was referring to—Mom, Dad, and Oliver.

"This is Elena Cortez. I’m currently unavailable, but please leave a message, and I’ll return your call as soon as I can. If it’s you, Lorenzo, please come back. I’m really sorry." She’s sorry, and I can’t believe it took me this long to reconnect with her. I decide to call Eloisa to gather some information. She answers on the first ring. "Hello Lorenzo! Oh my God, thank you! I’ve been trying to get in touch with you!" That’s a first; I hope she doesn’t start with her usual flirting. "Eloisa, please, I’m not in the mood for your drama. I just need to know about Elena." She giggles, which I find both odd and amusing. What’s so funny about what I just said?

"Under what name?" I understood what he was asking. Was I still Lina Vale, the woman with no past, or Elena Valenti, the daughter who had walked away? I tightened my fingers around the mug. "Elena Valenti."

"My whole life is a lie." "No." I reached over and took her hand. "You're real, you're the most real thing I've ever known." "But I was created by Vanessa, designed to look like Grace and Sophia so I'd end up with you." Elena's voice was breaking. "Our whole relationship is part of her plan." "I don't care." I squeezed her hand. "Even if Vanessa designed you, even if she orchestrated us meeting, what we feel for each other is real." "How can you know that?" Elena asked.

To any passing shifter, I wouldn't even smell like an omega, I would smell like cold dead plastic and office paper. My phone buzzed in my pocket. It was Mrs. Gable, the elderly human nanny who watched Leo at the daycare center three blocks away. “Elena, dear, Leo is being an angel but he’s refusing to eat the cooked ham again. He keeps asking if we have any steak. Rare.” I smiled faintly, a brief warmth breaking through my corporate mask. “Just give him the fruit for now, Mrs. Gable. I’ll bring him home some roast beef tonight. Thank you.”*

On the other side of the room, Barrett Halloran was currently in the midst of fighting off a perpetual sweat. He couldn’t believe his eyes. Elena—his actual wife—was not only in attendance at one of the more exclusive events of the year but was on the arm of Killian West. “What is she doing here?” Sophia hissed under her breath. Barrett tightened his hold on Sophia, sending her a silent message to watch her tongue while his eyes never left Elena’s form. Moreover, why on earth was she with Killian West? It wasn’t as though she would have had the chance to see Killian, much less speak to him. Someone like Killian would have needed special clearance to even gain access into the Ironbound pack.

The moment his words ended, the secretary’s second call came in. “Sir, the lawyer representing Madam just contacted us.” Damien’s breathing stopped for a moment. “Other than matters regarding the lawsuit and necessary property division, Elena refuses any form of private meeting with you or Mr. Luca. “And regarding ownership of the antique pistol, she intends to pursue the matter personally to the very end.”