Emily Tilton Novels & Stories

Mrs Pries, Emily's real mother, had died during childbirth, but it also turned out that he had secretly been seeing Joanne's mother for some months as well. She already had Joanne and Tony before getting into a secret love affair with Mr. Pries. They had no part in his inheritance as he had only recognised Mrs. Susanna Pries as his daughter-in-law "What the hell?" I muttered under my breath. "What are you doing?" Emily's voice almost made me jump out of my skin as she spoke from behind me. I immediately shut my laptop and turned to her with a wry smile. "Just some work. It's nothing you should bother yourself about," I replied quickly.

Emily asked. "Emily, I noticed a fan named 'A Lilian' before. If I remember correctly, she graduated from London University with degrees in Media and Economics. Her ability to argue is indeed impressive, but it seems she also took a photo of her graduation certificate when she argued for me once. Her extensive knowledge had left me speechless," Natalie explained. Emily fell silent for a few seconds. She didn't expect to attract such a formidable assistant. "Let's give her a trial period first. We'll address any issues later. Having two degrees from London University is a testament to her abilities," Emily suggested.

What do you think you know about yourself, do you even know who you are. Yes I know who I am and I know what am capable of. My name is emily, emily Micheal the daughter of michael John. And what ever it is, you have done to Nathan, I don't care because rights now he demand your head. Emily recited calmly Wow what a beautiful speech he was about to sip another when emily throw an object toward him. He let go of his glass cup and kicks the object one to see emily, aiming for his throat with her hands.

When he opened them, his gaze landed on Emily. She seemed engrossed in her phone, her expressions changing between concentration and relaxation. Watching her, Elton was struck by how much she had grown. Her delicate features were like a painting, beautiful and captivating. The more he looked at her, the more he admired her. Elton stood up quietly and approached Emily, asking, "What are you doing?" His sudden appearance startled Emily, causing her to fumble with her phone and lose an important battle in her game. Frustrated, she tossed her phone onto the sofa, blaming him, "It's all your fault."

“Spill. Who is he?” She blinked and was startled. “What? No one.” Emily raised a brow. “Uh-huh. And I'm the Queen of England. Come on, Sam. You’re glowing. Don't think I haven't noticed.” She noticed she had put a little bit of make up on her face, making her bruised cheek invisible to Emily. She rolled her eyes and buried her grin in a stack of documents. “I'm not glowing. It's just—someone I know has been…helpful lately.”

She'd just sat down when Erika came to her and said, "There's a young lady named Emily Sutton among this batch of interns. She claims to be your sister and wants to meet you." Eleanor was taken aback. Emily was already at BeautyHub?

Emily managed to answer most questions correctly yet she paused when faced with identifying his favorite film. “Titanic” she said confidently. My beverage consumption experience escalated to a near-asphyxiation event. Are you seriously suggesting that you believed Titanic to be Jack's preferred film? ” Emily frowned. We always watch it together! ” Rachel rolled her eyes. Yeah because you love it. He endures the experience without complaint for your sake. ” I added this information while shaking my head: "His favorite movie is Gladiator." Emily’s jaw dropped. What mysterious processes led to your acquisition of that knowledge? ”

She is flawless and elegant; a perfect match for Listowel. Oh my! Why didn’t I think of her earlier.? Not only is she talented but also beautiful! I’m certain Listowel will fall in love immediately when he lays his eyes on her. Emily has recently been accorded as the best ballerina in the country. Photos of her performances have been splashed in every major magazine. Her father, Mr. Coleman, is also a powerful businessman with international influence; just the right kind of connection Gordon Inc. could benefit from. Yes, Emily would be the perfect wife for Listowel. She has the grace, the class, and the family connections to strengthen our company.

Emeric is standing just a few feet away, close-talking with a gorgeous woman with dramatic eyelashes, piercing blue eyes and long, super-straight blonde hair. Victoria. She’s even more beautiful in person than in that picture. The two go quiet when I enter the room, and with a churning in my stomach I notice the woman is touching Emeric’s arm. “Victoria, this is my secretary, Cecilia Thornhill,” Emeric says, his eyes glued to the blonde beauty. “Hello,” she says, removing her hand from Emeric’s jacket sleeve and holding it out for me to shake. “Victoria Cambridge.” “Nice to meet you.”

She looked up as the door opened, and when she saw Tony, she scrambled to her feet, tears streaming down her face. "Tony!" Emily cried out, her voice filled with desperation as she ran toward him. Tony caught her in his arms, holding her tightly as she sobbed into his chest. "It’s okay, Emily. I’m here. We’re here. You’re safe now." But Emily shook her head violently, her body trembling with fear. "No, you don’t understand. She’s going to kill me!" Tony pulled back slightly, his hands on her shoulders as he looked into her eyes. "Who, Emily? Who’s going to kill you?"