Emma Marie Instagram Novels & Stories

Without thinking twice . Their both was beautiful , no doubt. With her blond hair and a tiny mole beneath her lips . She has a figure that screamed sophisticated and mature . The type of woman that men crave . To top it all , she's rich !!! Madly so ! And very influential . There's isn't a soul in the whole of Canada who doesn't know the EME corporation Mariah bowed to the employees and made a few jokes with them as they have always do . Whenever Mariah is visiting the company , there was always a lovely air around them .

Emma's beauty overshadowed Amanda, which left her feeling increasingly annoyed. Brian glanced at Amanda with caution before redirecting his attention back to Emma. He was about to speak when Emma interjected. "I'm Emma Hale, Brian's bestfriend!" She smiled naturally, feigning friendliness. Emma, with a mischievous smile, extended her hand towards Amanda. "Nice to meet you, Amanda. Congratulations on your marriage. Brian and I were reminiscing about old times, so please don't misunderstand!" Amanda forced a smile, accepting Emma's greeting. Deep down, she felt something peculiar between Brian and Emma. She couldn't shake off the feeling of being an outsider at her wedding.

I asked, barely containing my anger. "I wasn't going to say it, but..." Marie leaned in, almost as though she was sharing a secret. "Emma seems obsessed with you. She bombarded us with questions about your favorite places, your office address, and if you had a boyfriend. It was borderline stalker behavior." Emma had asked about me? Why? What for? "As much as I hate to admit it, Marie's right. And I bet she was just now asking your favorite bodyguard what car you drive," Amber added, glancing over my shoulder.

"Anyway, have you watched the video?" Emily furrowed her brow. "What video?" "The one where Annie apologized to you," Maria shrugged. Her eyes then widened the next second. “Wait, don't you have a Weibo account?" "No, I don't," Emily replied, shaking her head. Maria opened her mouth in astonishment, glancing at the expensive EW phone in Emily's hand. How could she not have a Weibo account when she owned such a luxurious phone? Did she only use it for games? Maria found it quite surprising.

As Giselle sat beside her, she handed her a bottle of water. Only when Emma didn't reach for it right away did Giselle notice how pale she looked. "Ems, are you not feeling well?" Giselle made to get up and find a doctor, but Emma stopped her. "I'm better now." "Why do you look so pale, then?" Giselle asked as she sat back down. Emma sneered. "I just posted something on Instagram. Larry's mom commented." She showed Giselle her Instagram post. It was a photo of herself getting an IV drip.

She looked both pretty and amusing at the same time. Laughing at her antics, I said, "Stop it. What if someone sees you? Aren't you afraid you'd lose some fans?" Emma was a content creator with millions of fans online. "Not at all! I'm just glad to see that you're able to laugh," Emma said consolingly as she took my hand. Although she had a carefree personality, she was also a thoughtful and observant person. "I'm fine. I'm not stupid enough to confront that woman. I just want to know when Edgar started betraying our marriage."

It’s Friday and there’s a knock on the door. It’s light and polite. That’s what makes it unsettling. I’m barefoot, still in leggings, hair pulled into a messy knot because I finally have a day off and I intend to enjoy it. Emma is at school. The house is quiet in that rare, precious way. I open the door without thinking. Mariela stands on the other side. For half a second, my brain refuses to catch up. She looks… put together. Calm. Nervous in a way that feels rehearsed. Like she’s practiced this moment in the mirror and still doesn’t like how it goes. “Hi,” she says. “Is Matteo here?” There it is. “No,” I reply evenly. “He’s at the bookstore.” Her eyes flick past me, just briefly, like she’

she said and grabbed her phone back from her mom and walked away. Emma couldn't contain her excitement as she scrolled through her phone, liking and commenting on Mirabel's pictures. "I'm going to be her number one fan! I love women like her, she is do strong." she said, her eyes beaming with pride. As she walked away from the dining table, she didn't notice Annie approaching her.

"You heard me. Emma was a virgin until our trip to that fucking Island. I took her innocence. Elisabeth is not her daughter. There is more you don't know about her Liam. And even if she was still Elisabeth's mom. That still wouldn't have changed anything" ____ Emma got back. The servants came to welcome her and they carried in the groceries. Still unknown to her that she is trending on social media. Her phone rang. She opened her wallet as she walked inside the sitting area in the mansion. She brought out her phone. She checked the caller and it was her friend Genna. "Hey bestie" Emma greeted "Did you see the trending posts? The trending #? ". Genna asked "What! No. Tell me, what's going on?

Jara laughed, “speaking of going overboard. Emma is planning to document this trip and is going to take so many pictures.” Emma nodded, “my social media page is going to be flooded with pictures of you both. You both ready to be my models?” Jara shook her head, “do we have a choice?” “No!” Emma said, laughing loudly.