Elisa Yao Novels & Stories

“E-excuse me, umm – I’m Luke Sager and –” “You’re here to be a subject for the heat suppressant.” She said interestingly and she chuckled after that but that made Luke doubt his decision of going there. “I’m Gar – Elisa Egold, the assistant of the head researcher of this project.” Her voice altered as she talked at first but it returned as she said her name and she was done with her activity as there was a click heard inside the room. “Nice to meet you, Luke Sager.” Elise said when she turned around, he found that she was in a half werewolf-human form which only happened when the inner wolf and the self’s desire and passion coincide with each other.

A sad expression flashed across her features, as she finally remembered what happened. "By the way, I am Elijah Grayson. The CEO of the known NexaSphere. And... here's your ID, sorry that I need to borrow it for a bit, 'cause it's just really needed a while ago. So... you are Isabella Villanueva?" Elijah asked patiently as he handed back the ID. Isabella nodded, and then take her ID. Elijah then sit on the chair beside her.

Cattleya’s POV Elise frowned, her anger rising, "Are you joking, right?" Jaxon cleared his throat, trying to calm the situation. "Elise—" "No, Jaxon, I'm not talking to you. I'm talking to this woman. Who do you think you are?" Elise yelled, her voice trembling with rage. "I'm Cattleya Sullivan, and I'm your fiance's girlfriend," I said, my voice steady and confident. "Are you out of your mind?!" she screamed, her face flushed with wrath.

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

“Many years ago.” “You were there when I was small.” A pause. The kettle clicked softly. “I was there for a time,” Mrs. Yao said. “Then I left.” “You were dismissed,” Elena said. Mrs. Yao set the teacups down with more force than necessary. “I was released.” “Why.” Silence stretched. The kind that carried weight rather than absence. Elena reached into her bag and placed a photocopy of a birth record on the table. She did not push it toward the woman. She did not frame it as evidence. She simply let it exist between them.

"Of course we should! That's the legendary CEO Ellison King. It's so hard to meet him. He doesn't give my father, a senior in the business world, any face or respect." The more Kayden listened, the more unsightly his face became. How did Elise manage to meet Ellison King? Once the music finished, Liam and the others went over to greet Ellison and the mysterious woman. They were curious about her. Kayden also went over. Elise felt an intense and uncomfortable gaze on her and turned. Her eyes met Kayden's dark, cold ones. Elise ignored him. It didn't matter what he saw her as. He never saw her as anything good anyway.

The kind of woman who smelled like wealth and power. She didn’t order anything. She walked straight to me. “Are you Isabella?” I swallowed. “Yes… can I help you?” She lowered her glasses, revealing eyes that could slice glass. “Good. I’m Melissa. Eli’s fiancée.” The world tilted. “His… what?”

She giggled "I love you, Gab." Aubrey said, missing her daughter "I love you, baby Gabby." ~~ "Sorry, miss but someone burned our storage room years ago." "Burned? You mean everything in your records years ago went to ash?" Elisa asked the secretary of the subdivision "You're right, miss. We're sorry and even if we still have the records, we can't show it to you, miss. That's confidential." Elisa is pissed "Do you know who I am, miss? I am Elisa Taylor. You heard that? The only daughter of Marvin Taylor."

She is clearly competent, her demeanor professional yet friendly, providing a detailed overview of my schedule and the tasks ahead with a confidence that belies her youth. Elise is part of Laura's team, so she is well aware that I am not Verona. Laura's strategy is meticulously plotted, leaving no room for errors. Elise is to act as my assistant, while in fact being the true stylist, her expertise crucial to maintaining the ruse of my role as Verona.

"Of course, of course. I just thought—" "Edward!" A female voice cut him off. "It's been ages!" I froze at the sound. A voice that had once belonged to my best friend. A voice I now associated with betrayal and humiliation. Elise approached, stunning in a navy ensemble that screamed successful executive. Her professional smile faltered slightly when she noticed me standing beside Edward. "Zoey. What… a surprise to see you here." "I work here," I replied simply. "Elise is leading the Elite PR team for this event," Edward explained—as if I needed clarification. "They're coordinating several wineries, including Kensington."