Emmi Laurie Butler Novelas e Histórias

“Let’s bake oatmeal cookies instead, healthier, okay?” Emmy clapped, her voice loud. “With chocolate chips?” She hopped to the counter, her school bag ready, the kitchen warm, Lauren’s heart easing. Lauren nodded, her voice teasing. “A few, but don’t tell Daddy.” She grabbed flour, her Langston Enterprises CEO duties looming, Richard’s face haunting. “You’re my chef, right?” Emmy grinned, her voice serious. “Best chef!” She stirred air with a spoon, her enthusiasm messy, Lauren’s smile softening her turmoil.

Emma said with a smile to the old butler. The old butler wanted to say something but was quickly interrupted by Emma. "If I eat alone, it will be very boring, and besides, I don't eat much." Before the butler could respond, Emma quickly returned to her room. During her time here, she had roughly learned about the old butler's duties, mainly serving meals for Harvey and her, as well as fulfilling Harvey's document-related requests. Compared to the position of a butler, Emma felt he was more like an after-hours assistant for Harvey.

Emi sadly made his way out of the Warrior’s compound and had it in mind to go to training ground, since it would be easy for him to think over there, all warriors we preparing to fight for the maiden they loved, so the only thing they needed after training was to get themselves fortified, so literally the ground was free to think, and that was Emi needed at this time, He found a spot to sit placed his hand on his chin, and sighed aloud, just then he saw

THE LADY BUTLER MR. MARTIN The lady butler of the family was Ms. Jasmin Rheas. She lived on the main floor of Martin's mansion. She was twenty-three years old. She was the only service that could stay inside the mansion at night for emergency services needed by the family during the night. Jasmin was needed for Mr. Martin's needs whenever he comes late at night. She prepared warm food for him when he was late for dinner. She took care of him whenever he stayed in the main floor until he goes upstairs to sleep. When he works late in the study room, she brought him coffee or tea. When he wanted to stay late near the pool, goes swimming or drinking, Jasmin was patiently waiting for him till h

Inside lay a slim black file. No decoration. No romance. Just a name stamped in silver at the corner. Emma Laurent – Asset Overview The word hit first. Asset. Not wife. Not partner. Not Emma. Her hands trembled as she lifted it. The first page was clinical. • Full Name: Emma Elise Laurent • Date of Birth • Education history • Psychological assessment summary Psychological assessment. She flipped the page. There were notes. Typed. Organized. • Strong emotional attachment to father. • Protective instincts high.

Lucy said. She? “ She? Who is it Lucy?” Liam says as he tries to rack his brain. It can’t be Hailey, she wasn’t in Canada. So who? Apart from his mother and his sister, Hailey, he didn’t have much women in his life. “ It’s Emilia Peyton sir and she’s already here. Do I send her in now or later, although I doubt she’ll want to wait.” Lucy says. Liam is in shock for about ten seconds, reason being that he never imagined that Emilia would come to see him. It was still too early.

Oh sorry, I didn't mean to pry. That's okay he passed away last year. I am so sorry to hear that. Anyway, Lilly let me introduce it to my maid. Okay, please lead the way, alright Lilly this is Emma Pierce she has been working here for a year now. She does everything in the house and is worried about her health. She's only 34 years old, she hasn't seen her family for some time now. And finally, this is the head Butler Alex Brown anything you need just ask him. Okay, Lilly, I will be traveling tomorrow morning for a business trip. Before I forget let me introduce you to my son. Emma? Yes? Please go call my son downstairs. Yes, madam.

"Girl, I'm his girlfriend. I run damage control on his image constantly....So, I'm not as simple as you think." I swallowed hard. "Fine. But there's no way I can help you if he finds out his butler's daughter is the same girl who humiliated him." Her smile widened. "I didn't even know that part. Thanks for confirming it yourself." My stomach dropped, because I had just handed her every piece of leverage she needed. "Don't worry," she said, clearly enjoying herself. "I do this a lot. Now let's talk business. You'll do everything you said, tonight, under my rules." She held out a paper.

Emily Warner “Oh my god! Who is sending these flowers?” My mom asks as a huge beautiful pink and red bouquet is delivered at my door, Carter sneakily removes the note from the bouquet before my mom could see it and hands it to be. How does he do it so smoothly, I would have tripped like ten times trying to be slick? “That’s from me, I like sending Emily flowers out of nowhere.” He gives my mom, one of his heart melting smile as she says aw and buys his story.