Elizabeth Forbes Novels & Stories

D stood a few steps away from her and frowned. Elizabeth noticed his subtle reaction, so she took a look at her clothes. At that moment, she was still in her pajamas, with no makeup on her face. As her wardrobe didn’t have any regular clothes, she thought she might as well maintain her old image. She also didn’t want to arouse suspicion by changing drastically in such a short period of time. She is already misunderstood as a good digger she doesn't want to fuel that thought. D stared at her coldly, his expression filled with disappointment, "Lisa! How could you degrade yourself like this? Why did you marry Mr. Ford? You know he likes someone else. Don't you?"

Elizabeth sat in her quiet office at the hospital, staring at the glowing computer screen. It was time to remove Octavia once and for all. “I need this done right,” She whispered to herself. She picked up her phone and called a private investigator she trusted for dirty work. “Hello, it’s Elizabeth. I need you to dig into the junior IT staff immediately. Find me someone young, ambitious, and desperate for money. Student loans, family problems, anything like that. I want full profiles by tomorrow morning. Can you do it?”

the afro-brit said looking at her, she took her face out of a book and beamed him a smile. “That’s because the case we have is interesting” Elizabeth said while fixing her hair, leaving the book in her lap “it also helps that the company I keep is silent, reliable and visually appealing”. The atmosphere changed to playful and coquette. “Well, then I am glad that I can be silent, reliable and visually appealing…” he said chuckling “would being brooding help or break the spell?” “I don’t think being broody would suit you with that beautiful smile you have” her cheeks got a little blushed but with her eyes set on his “better leave the brooding to Sister Margaret.” remembering the nun they had

“We are.” Adrian squeezed my hand under the table, but there was a flicker of tension in his jaw. “So, Elizabeth,” I said, leaning back. “What exactly is it that you do?” She set her glass down, folding her hands neatly in her lap. “I work with my family’s business. We handle real estate development.” “How convenient,” I said. “I’m sure Alexandra appreciates the connection.” Elizabeth’s smile never wavered. “She does. Alexandra values tradition. She believes in strengthening bonds between families with shared… goals.”

She said again and hold Elise hand with the dazzling smile Elise witness The kind Director's name is Samantha Forbe. She is in her forty with blonde hair and green eyes. She is very kind and understanding and treats the children as her own. The author describes her as an almost saintly personality. She is an ordinary lady without power though, that’s the reason she got targeted easily.

“Elizabeth is a con artist and her sister is a robber. And you trust her with Edward?” “Yes,” I say seriously. “I do. And I love her.” Mother’s lips pull into a thin line. “Are you sure you’re not too infatuated with her to see clearly?” “I’m sure. She’s had a hard life, Mother. Her own mother was an addict and Elizabeth dropped out of school to raise her brother and sister. She was only able to go back when her alcoholic father showed up, and then her mother OD’d and died. Elizabeth is the one who found her and had to say her siblings she was dead. Her father is in a shithole of a nursing home and she’s the only one taking care of him.”

a total drenched Elizabeth spoke making serious emphasis on the word mother as she stared into Beatriz eyes. Beatriz didn't mind as she was more than ready to use the shovel in her hand to dig Elizabeth grave that was a long way drive from the mansion. It was their country house and was far off into the east side. Elizabeth gave a laugh, "Aren't you too old to be fooling around, if you were to dig the ground you most definitely won't see my body there because it is me standing before you. I know this is a lot to take in but I never died, infact I wasn't even in the taxi when it happened, I had highlighted a bus stop away from where I was supposed to, the person who had died was the woman who

Two days before... Elizabeth met the infamous Felix Baldwyn in a bar late at night. She had never heard of him, as shocking as that seems. Before the last couple of weeks, she wasn't heavily involved in the business aspect of their lifestyle. She contacted her godfather and told him she wanted to help, but only because she had her own plans, and she wanted to see them through. First and foremost, she wanted to make Damien suffer.

Elizabeth insisted. Flora lowered her head and smiled. "You mentioned it earlier that no sane will reject this, and I wish you'll know that Debby is not actually a sane person, because no sane person will conspire to throw her best friend out of her marriage just to take up her friend's position." Without hesitation, Elizabeth picked up her phone and placed a call across Debby. "Hello Mrs. Wilson, be on the look out on your W******p. I'm sending you the drafts right away. I need you to check it out and give me your feedback." Said Elizabeth before she dropped the call to snap the design immediately.

“They're despicable!” “I apologize for the confusion, Mr. Morgan, but... Isn't Mr. Forbs in poor health?” I looked confused at the CEO, who seemed to be lost in thought. “It will still come out publicly. Some time ago, I found out about Mr. Forbs's delicate health condition.” Taking a cigar from his pocket, Mr. Morgan lit it, still staring at the enormous glass window. “Do you know the story of the Forbs, Mrs. Elisabeth?” “It was founded by Mr. Andrew Forbs, the father of Mr. Elijah Forbs, who took over the company. Since its inception, the company has grown exponentially, becoming a reference in the world of publishing.” I replied firmly, still standing, staring at the CEO.