Emma Myers Enid Sinclair Novels & Stories

He must have been mindlinking someone, issuing orders in that commanding, absolute way of his. The lock scraped, the iron door groaned, and then it creaked open. I stepped back instinctively, breath catching as the weighty slab of metal swung wide. Framed in the doorway stood Enid, Meimei’s caretaker, her hand clamped tightly around the little girl’s. Meimei squirmed and fussed, trying to wrench free from her grasp, her lips already forming a pout of protest.

Mrs Angela asked as she stared askance at Daisy Hunter. Glaring back at Mrs Angela, Daisy's countenance changes from happiness to a mixture of concern and bewilderment. "No, I'm Wade's fiancée," Daisy said, her voice laced with trepidation. "You…my son's fiancée?…aren't you his Secretary at the office?" "Yes, I am ma." Daisy Hunter replied, her gaze intent on Mrs Angela. Staring askance at Daisy, Mrs Angela's gaze was laced with venom. "This can't be." Mrs Angela said as she flung the door shut at Daisy's face.

Suddenly a pang of guilt engulfed me , never in my life had I hurt a woman before, I was also shocked after realizing what I had done. I paced around in my room , Kendalla seated on my bed , showing no kind of remorse for any sort of thing that had happened. This was my fault!! Where the heck was my secretary ? Maybe she had gotten lost in this country new and strange to her. Damn it ,Cain !! Did you have to lash out at her like that ,man?!! I was in the middle of my thoughts when someone called Am I talking to Cain Powers ? Yes this is he... It's about Emma Millers ,she was rushed to the hospital hours ago ..

“Oh, my dear Emma, you have no idea of the power that awaits you. We needed you on our side, and Clyde, well, he was just a means to an end.” Clyde's face was devoid of remorse or guilt, nodded in agreement. “That's right, Emma. They used me to get close to you. I never loved you. You're worth nothing to me. Emily is the one I truly care about. Your pain, your suffering, means nothing. I couldn't care less if Morris shredded you into pieces.” Emma felt a surge of fury rises within her, fueling her determination to fight back against the darkness that had consumed her world. She rose to her feet, her eyes blazing with a newfound strength.

I also contacted the Lawyers team of Sinclair enterprises, just in case. Kade called me back with the news that a 100 grand has been deposited into her account from an employee who works in the E&W cosmetics. The competition of Sinclair Enterprises in the cosmetics department. This is a typical rival tactic to tarnish the product's name. I have all the details, but I don't have the evidence to prove that the product is not responsible. No time to dwell on it because the interview is going to start in 30 minutes.

Amelia POV The cold evening air bit at my skin as I huddled with Emily in the corner of the yard, where I seek refuge for myself and my little girl. My heart still raced from the adrenaline, my mind unable to shake the fear that had gripped me inside Dae’s house, when Mr Smith broke in with his armed men. Emily’s soft sniffles finally quieted, her tiny hands clutching my shirt. I stroked her hair, trying to calm both of us, but I couldn't forget the way Mr. Smith had looked at me—like he owned me, like he bought me .

It seemed like a ghost was before them. "As some of you might recognize me. I am Karis Reynolds, former Mrs Karis De Marco and presently Madam Esmeralda from Sky Link, and yes, I am back from the dead to join my family to celebrate such a joyous occasion. The celebration of the engagement of my sweet step-sister Emma Reynolds and my not-so-charming ex-husband, Xander." Everyone's eyes were on me, and despite the fact I had a confident smile on my face, I was nervous deep down because of him.

Sinclair said, and clearly that comment was meant for me. My face immediately blushed. Is that why he is taunting me? I looked at his face, and he has a raised eyebrow and an amused look on his face. Oh, it’s on now. I will get him back. He didn’t say anything! I look at Sinclair, “How are you feeling? How are you out of your room already?” She smiled, “I went AMA and…”, “she pulled out a folder and small box, “I got the file and a bonus. My mother left me a keepsake.”

Just the thought of it makes her shudder in fear. "Emory, help me." It was almost a whisper, but Emory's grin went wider the moment she get wind of what her friend said. "What was that again? I couldn't hear you?" She pretended picking her ear and acting nonchalant but deep inside she was celebrating seeing that the great Maia Evans was in total despair. "Help me get rid of those rumors. I'll do anything you want in return."

Brenda had been so in love with this man, so adoring of their daughters. “What can I do for you?” the man asked. Amy pulled her mind from the past and focused on the here and now. “Mr. Sinclair?” she asked. Stupid to ask. She knew it was him. But she was unaccountably nervous, with an entire platoon marching in step just behind her breastbone. “Riley Sinclair?” “That’s me.” He cocked his head and peered at her more closely. “Do I know you?” “I told you she looked familiar,” the oldest daughter said. “We’ve never met,” Amy told him.