Elissa Patel Novels & Stories

Before I could raise my hand to wave, Patricia’s cold voice reached me. “You should be having on a black lipstick rather than brown. It’ll unify better with the color of your dress.” She was studying me. “Oh...” I raised my fingers to my lips. “Umm, Melissa,” Desmond brushed his hand down mine and my gaze rose beside me to meet his. “My mum is a make-up artist and owner of "Imaginness" - that’s the biggest fashion house in all of Manhattan.” “Wow, Mrs. Steele, that is so—”

The name tag on her blazer read Elise Cartier. “Ms. Cartier,” Matilda said smoothly, her voice like silk, “do you know who this is?” Elise’s looked at me intently. "Forgive me but I don't think I do." “This is Saraya Newman,” Matilda continued. “One of the most influential CEOs in the country. If she wears your dress tonight, imagine the kind of publicity you’ll get. People will flock to Cartier Collection just to see where she shops.” Elise studied me for a long moment, then nodded slowly. “Very well. She can have it.”

She had to think positive if she married she would no long have to endure the cruelty of her mother. Cassie sat at the dressing table brushing out her long black wavy hair. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her skin was pale a fine porcelain her eye were a piercing color of ember her features were delicate and refined with her high cheek bones and strong jawline. She stood five foot seven inches tall. She was tall for a woman of her time. She had a perfectly sculpted body that turned many heads when she went to town on the rare occasion with her mother. Marcella was a site of beauty standing only five feet two inches tall. Her skin was the same porcelain color her eyes black as night.

ISABELLA'S POV He came back unusually quiet today, I wondered what must have gone wrong with the outing with Chris, he barely replied Mary's greeting so I didnt bother greeting him. I walked silently to my room, I looked at my reflection in the mirror, I had changed, I had grown more Beautiful, fairer and full-cheeked, my hair finally relaxed more than it ever had, Canada hair stylist magic. I picked my phone to surf the internet, I was bored. Scrolling through my I*******m feed, I stumbled across a post from Tyler Perry, advertising his first black series, which he would be producing and directing, The Tyler PERRY'S SISTER'S. It was premiering in Los Angeles, and its first cinema appearance

Ellie's POV "..... Well as you know, I'm Elisa Evans.. CEO and owner of this company..,nice to see you too. Ethan Castillo.." I stretched out my hand for a handshake to the our company's newest investor. "Thank you miss Evans. I've heard a lot about you" he took my hand and tugged it gently. I flunged my hand from his hold. " What have you heard about me?" He sighed. " I've heard you're a very beautiful woman, a strong woman who never gives up and you're also a very determined person."

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 felt relieved when she closed the doors and went back to her seat. Like any other assassin, she had done her research. She was iconic in the fashion industry and had her own fashion line and was an investor in many popular cloth and shoe brands. She was rich, famous and was head over heels for Levi Wushi. However, even though she had everything she could ever want, she couldn't get any love or affection from Mr. Wushi.

I thought this kind of situation only happened at school. “Please sit here.” She pointed to the chair next to Larissa. “I prefer to stand.” “That's fine.” She sat in a chair facing us. “Very good. Larissa came to tell me what happened with you two.” “Who are you?” I asked. “Oh, sorry. My name is Elisa. I'm a psychologist.” “Psychologist?” I asked with raised eyebrows. “Yes.” “You don't want me to apologize to her, do you?” “You don't have to do what you don't want to do.”

Hearing his question, Elisa was like an open book and said, “I’m pretty smart. I parked in front of someone’s store and told my bodyguard to come over and drive it back. Then, I stopped someone on an electric bike and came all the way here unhindered.” So that was it. That was how they met. “Zachary, it’s really amazing. I raised my hand to stop a random person, but she turned out to be that ‘unfilial granddaughter’ who went viral on the news recently. Her name is Serenity Hunt. She’s actually quite nice, and we hit it off quite nicely.” Zachary spat in his heart, ‘Elisa is the most famously unruly and contemptuous lady in Wiltspoon, but she actually hit it off with Serenity.’

She was kind and could not even bear to kill a fish. Eliza loved him so much. “We have to avenge Monte,” Madam Patterson said angrily. “We must make her life a living hell.” “It’s not that easy.” Mr. Patterson glared at her. “I’ve looked into Eliza. Not only is she the new president of Neeson Corporation and the major shareholder of Ferra Film Group, but she has also recently become Jewell Corporation’s shareholder. Even Chester can’t go against her.” Monte was puzzled. “This… How can this be? She’s just an ordinary girl. If it weren’t for me, she couldn’t even have joined the entertainment industry.”