Emma Agreste Novels & Stories

turned around and went back to the front door to lock it. After he made sure that their home was secure he continued to run after his sister until he was right by her side. He looked ahead of them. In the not so far of distance he could see the line where trim country grass from the Farmers Open Fields met with wilderness. Such a difference between the two pieces of land. Almost like different worlds. There was a flimsy wooden gate between the farmland and Forest that seemed to be holding the later back from oozing into their village. They had entered the forest quite a few times before and they always entered in the same place right there. Where country meets wilderness at the flimsy gate.

I knew her last name now carried heavier weight. “Ms. Agreste — or should I say EVP Agreste?” she said, voice low but urgent, glancing around before stepping closer. “Since you’re still overseeing things at Reid Capital, I thought you should hear this directly. It’s about my cousin, Lena Torres.” My grip tightened on the coffee cup.

I froze in shock then lifted my eyes to Rebecca in anger before folding the paper again " It's easy Amelia, leave Gale for me and I will give you your job back " She whispered and I looked up at her, I couldn't be surprised at all cause let's be serious. In this country power and money do the ruling. But I can't lower my self to beg like that especially now that I know am far richer than her, with a smile I replied words that I know won't allow her to sleep at night "You're far outdated Rebecca, am not that Amelia Rose that can beg any more but the one that's going to destroy every inch of you " And with that I turned to the other side and lay down.

"My father is a mayor, remember? Plus it is Theresa who was arrested and sentenced to prison not me. I'm Martha Alessandro, the most powerful woman in NorthHill." "The most powerful woman?" Amy repeated again. She had never been greatly confused as she was at the moment. "Why don't you check online for the identity of the most powerful woman in NorthHill?" Martha asked. Amy immediately brought out her phone and searched quickly on G****e, to her greatest surprise, Martha Alessandro was listed as the most powerful woman in NorthHill. Moreso, the picture of the most powerful woman was that of Martha. How? How does she even start bearing the surname, 'Alessandro?'

Bethany was taken back by the sudden praise, not to mention the fact that Amara was staring at her with such admiration in her eyes. “Of course. You’re an icon, the first female ambassador for Rotaine and a great one at that. May I…seat?” “Yes, yes of course.” Bethany said, watching as Amara pulled the seat across her and sat down. “Oh, where are my manners?” Amara said. “I forgot to introduce myself.” “Amara,” She held out her hand. “Amara Miller, the current branch manager of Synergy.” “It’s nice to meet you, Ms. Miller.”

“Governor Allegra is currently facing a slew of cases and court hearings related to land theft, the mysterious disappearance of several residents and hundreds of farmers, and the illegal construction of infrastructure.” “Governor Allegra is under fire from netizens right now. Many young people are demanding justice for the farmers by rallying, visiting the victims, and providing small financial aid and relief goods.”

EMILY'S POV As we stepped out of the car, Miguel and Fuergo helped us in with our shopping bags, while one of the maids approached us. "Good afternoon, Signora, Miss Alexa." She gave a courteous bow. "Good afternoon, Maria." Alexa nodded, looking at her expectantly. "Signora has a visitor." She informed, and I looked at Alexa in surprise. "I do?" I asked. "Yes. She said she is your cousin. Her name is Agatha."

Made simpler, she does not want to fall deeply in love. However, that dream never through. When she met him, he tore the corroded walls apart effortlessly and erected a four lettered tower on her world. The foundation was hinged on an unknown silent strength. It was so easy for him to plant a seed in her; a seed of love, but he never cared to nurture it neither was he there when it grew. How hurtful it is. Grace Anslem was the first child out of two. A graduate of psychology from Lagos State University. She is based in Abuja

Valeria said. "A woman," Caselli said. "Sixty-one years old. Born in Palermo. Emigrated to Singapore in 1989. Has been a permanent resident there since. She runs a legitimate private equity operation that has never been investigated by any authority anywhere." A pause. "Her name before she emigrated was Elena Amato." "And now?" Valeria said. "Her name now is Elena Greco," Caselli said. Valeria sat very still. "Greco," she said.

He feels the chills running down his spine when he realizes that Emily almost hit a child of the Pistone family. "Well, we should go home and talk about it there. I am sorry about all the drama today. Everybody, and I will also punish Anita. I'm also very sorry my wife has been rude to you, Mrs. Pistone, and almost hit your little girl," Brian says. The children all shake hands as Mia instructs them to. Although, they feel that it is unnecessary and they will never be friends. Emily's face went pale because she realized who she had insulted. The woman standing in front of her is Mia Pistone. She is one of the wealthiest businesswomen in the world and is married to Riccardo Pistone. She canno