Novel & Cerita Elena Gilbert

he asked, his voice cautious. Mateo simply shrugged, his eyes glinting with mischief. "You'll soon know," he said, his voice low and mysterious. He picked up his phone, dialed a number, and spoke only two words: "Come in." The door opened, and Lilah walked in, flanked by two burly security men. She was a vision of loveliness, her long, curly hair cascading down her back like a waterfall of silk. Her bright red dress hugged her curves in all the right places, showcasing her toned physique. Her full lips were painted a deep red, and her eyes sparkled with mischief as she walked over to Mateo.

Gabriella asked as she helped Elena up to the seat before pouring her a glass of water. Elena drank the water and smiled, " it's nothing darling. I just fell and hurt my knee. That's why I was crying" she lied. " Come, I'll help you get up" Gabriella said as she helped Elena up. CENTENARY ANNIVERSARY....... Nikita stared at Elena with hatred in her eyes as she watched as Elena arranged everything with ease and elegance. " So this is the woman who thinks she can take everything away from me? I'll never let it happen because today is going to be your last day on this earth " she said before snapping her fingers and a man who was clad in a suit appeared.

Elena sighed, "Well, I was deliberately brought here." "Why would your company deliberately bring you here? Weren't you supposed to be going for your training?" Her granny asked. Elena said, "Yes, actually, it was a trap. "A trap? By who?" her granny asked. "Kyle Bennett, the CEO and founder of Elen Global." Her granny thought for a while as the name sounded familiar. The moment she figured it out, her eyes widened in surprise! "The CEO! I know him. He's very wealthy and famous. Why would he want to do that to you?"

Four days later, Elena was in London. The morning after her arrival, she was met at her hotel by an elegant brunette in her thirties. A senior coordinator in Andrea Santino’s employ, it had been Josephine Carper who liaised with Elena on the phone and orchestrated all the arrangements to be made on her behalf.

“Elena, are you the agent who execute assignment I gave to Johnny?” Gabrièl looked at her and he stopped giving the instructions to his assistant. Johnny was taking a seat next to him. He glanced at her, “A charming woman who refused to become a model, isn’t right, my dear?” Elena smirked and saw Gabrièl was gawking at her. She sniffed, looked away as the man stopped his stare at her triangle body part, between her breasts, waists and hips.

Elsie grew annoyed and thumped her feet against the marble floor. "Where has she gone to now!" she muttered between gritted teeth. Elcilia Kent was her classmate back in college, but they were not very close back then. When Ecilia lost her parents one summer, she disappeared off the face of the Earth. Later, she became an agent for one of the country's greatest talents, Gina Valentine. Unfortunately, Gina was found dead with three needles stuck in her arm, a victim of a heroin overdose. The family of Gina refused to believe their daughter was doing drugs and blamed it on her close friend, who happened to be her agent, Elcilia Kent.

"I don't know what you're talking about. If things went wrong between you and Shaun, you can't just blame me. I really didn't do anything." Halsey barely recognized Gilbert anymore. She didn't understand how on earth he had turned out this way. Back then, when he and Sienna betrayed her, Halsey didn't hold a grudge. Yet, he kept hurting her and Shaun over and over again. Gilbert took a sip of coffee. "Shaun already has someone new by his side. It's not Chelsea, but Elise. I heard Shaun took Elise shopping at a jewelry store last night, and bought her a diamond bracelet."

Like she was trying to contain herself, try to understand what was going on. “What the hell happened?” I said, looking at my mate for a moment before looking at both Lysandra and Delilah. Delilah’s eyes snapped to mine. “She was here. The last person that we would have thought to see, she was here.” “Who?” Her voice cracked. “Tatiana. Marissa, whatever name you want to know her by. She was here. She was in this room, beside my sister, trying to take something, trying to get something from her. She was trying to control something in her, and…”

For a second, the woman appeared to have been frozen, but with a crack of her knuckle, confidence made way to her face, and she cleared her throat, taking a glance at her leather wristwatch. A gentle reminder that they were working with time. “I'm the one sent to accompany you to your room, before you will be called out,” the woman announced, gesturing forward in a precise motion. “The name's Mrs. Gilbert.” At the mention of that, Elysia's brows knitted, almost coming together as she focused on only the face of the woman. She was about to take her eyes below, but just as she was taught by her grandmother, it was not ideal to look at someone's shoes when talking to them, and with that, Elysia

They nibbled on the snacks Lita had prepared, talking and teasing as if the world outside didn’t exist. But the easy atmosphere shifted the moment Lita mentioned a name that made Raellyn’s brows furrow. “Who?” Raellyn asked, her tone cautious. “Gilbert,” Lita repeated casually. “You know him, don’t you?” Of course, she knew him. The name alone carried a weight of old memories Raellyn rarely allowed herself to revisit. Gilbert was the man she had rejected long ago, before Arnav, before the whirlwind that had carried her to this life. And because Lita had spoken his name so freely, those memories came rushing back: their first and last meeting, a brief encounter heavy with unspoken tension.