Novel & Cerita Elissa Patel

“Betty has a treatment to go to the next few days. Giving her this as a surprise will lift her spirits up.” “She spoke highly of you, Ms. Porter.” Elli looked at Mr. Grande and smiled. “She’s a sweet girl,” she commented. “She’s looking forward to seeing you again,” he assured. “Excuse me for asking, is Elli your full name? I noticed on the presentation that you have four initials.” “Elli is my nickname,” she answered calmly. “My full name is Ellisande Snow Wright Porter.” Mr. Grande suddenly looked shocked, SJ had noticed immediately.

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.

Ethan Whatever I was expecting, it wasn’t this. After I saw Jane’s ghost holding a child identical to Paisley at the restaurant, I immediately demanded the manager print out a copy of her credit card receipt. There in black and white I found her new name: Elise Carrington, founder and CEO of La Louve fragrances.

They almost never came first unless they had a reason. "We tried." Elisa spoke, her voice rough and unsteady from all the anxiety that I could sense from her. She stood five feet six inches tall, wearing snug tight jeans, and shirt that dropped off to one of her shoulders. Her hazel brown eyes shone brightly even in this well-lit setting. She kept her brownish-black hair at shoulder length, but occasionally, she liked to spice things up. While she came off shy, there were moments when—you didn't want to cross her.

I would have to hide, just like my dad did all these years. “Okay what about this? “I asked Ati. “Hi Easton. I got your email from Cyrus. I was hoping we could get to know each other this way. I am Ela. Eighteen years old and my parents always wanted me to work in medicine like them. But I actually want to be a baker. My dream is to have my own store, where I can sell Chai tea, coffee, American pastries and Indian pastries like Galub jamun and Malpua.

Hearing that, Elisa laughed out loud, "Riche, Britany Santos has money and capital. " Elisa busied herself for the entire day, and after work, she drove to the shopping mall with Britany Santos and her Senior Sister. There was a pretty good vegetarian restaurant in the mall. When she arrived, Britany Santos and her Senior Sister were already there. The two of them seemed to have chatted quite well. Britany Santos waited for Elisa to sit down before saying: "Dr. Elisa, is there anyone who would like to invite people like you? You ask us out, and you arrived last. Aren't you afraid that your Senior Sister and I will end up in an awkward situation? "

" Excuse me, this could be important, he said as he stood and followed Pablo outside the Room. Pablo, do you realize this meeting is important? " I'm guessing anything that has to do with Keisha is more important than the meeting, he responded. Watch this, he played the viral video of Patricia exposing Adam and Carmilla's secret Affairs. " What's going on? He asked. Look, why don't you fill in for me, I need to talk to Keisha, he said then hurriedly rushed into his office. Everyone in WS knew Keisha. She was Elliot's Girlfriend, the president of The Most famous Company in the city. Katherine parked her car right in front of the house. She was fuming in anger and couldn't wait to hear the tru

She repeated while looking at her like she’s urging her to answer the question. Ellyse looked at the camera first, and then her gaze drifted to René who gave her a thumbs up. She then took a deep breath before looking back at Crisa. “Well Crisa, I would be lying if I told you that I’m just a simple girl who’s dreaming to make space in the architectural world…” She licked her lips. “I am more than that,” She added. Ellyse wanted this interview to go well, she wanted the world to see her for who she really is. Not just the architect who designed Sol Hera—Not just Kai Laurent’s wife.

Patel stepped out, saying she’d be right back, I stared at the ceiling, counting tiles to stay calm. My phone buzzed, Lucy, my best friend, texted about our plans to hit Notting Hill later. Lucy was an artist, always dragging me to quirky cafés or random festivals. I was about to reply when Dr. Patel burst back in, her face pale. She clutched the clipboard like it might explode. My stomach flipped. “Something’s wrong, Ella, we made a mistake,” she said, her voice shaky,

"I'm here for the vacancy of the maid." The lady seemed impressed by the type of shoes on her feet. "You are supposed to resume yesterday." She spoke unfriendly. "Come inside," she added. Elisa and the lady entered the gloriously decorated sitting room and the door was left open. "Who will close the door for you? Your work starts now?" She opened her eyes at Elisa. Elisa went back and gently closed the door and walked back to the lady. This was Loveth, the fiancee of a billionaire named Alex.