Er Cynthia Hooper Novels & Stories

Emily Warner I left the kitchen with the phone in my trembling hands, my body and mind kept telling me that I was doing something wrong but I couldn’t stop. I needed to talk to Hank. I sometimes feel it’s easier to pass judgments but till the time you are actually in the position and as hopeless as me, no one would understand. I couldn’t look at Carter and I knew he wouldn’t stop me. He can try to help but he can’t do anything else. The thought of disappointing him gave me a ball in my stomach. I don’t know how I am going to cope after he leaves.

The courtroom settles quickly. Judge Elaine Hooper is a no-nonsense woman in her late fifties who I have appeared in front of twice before. She respects preparation and punishes waste of time. I like her. I sit at the plaintiff's table with Priya beside me, documents arranged, ready. Ethan sits at the defense table ten feet to my right. I do not look at him.

" Laura clenched her fists tightly. Her heart pounded as she listened to Logan. "What should we do, then?" she asked. "If you want to save Mr. Clarke Senior, you might have to find her," Dr. Jones replied. "Her? Who?" Laura questioned. "Cynthia. She used to be the head of cardiac surgery at Yuvaran General Hospital. She was widely admired, having performed hundreds of surgeries without a single failure. "One of her surgeries even garnered national attention, making her the top-ranked surgeon in the medical community. I happened to see her once, and she truly was extraordinary.

I tell him. We stand in awkward silence for a few seconds. I think about excusing myself. Around this time, Cynthia comes storming back. My eyes go wide. What is she up to? Why does she suddenly look so pissed off? “His handsomeness distracted me,” Cynthia says to me. To Hugo, she says, “You are the worst kind of boss, letting Esther’s editor steal all of her work!” “Cynthia!” I gasp, mortification grasping me in its ice cold clutches. Hugo may be nice and polite, but he’s also my boss! She can’t just go and say those things!

“This just contains everything about her.” Claire didn’t know what to react, but a spill of an unpleasant feeling filled her chest, replacing the fluttering feeling she felt awhile ago. She blinked away and turned to Hoon’s computer. “You said they’re supplying him drugs, right?” she asked, running away from the topic and trying to shake off the feeling. “Yes, Calix Hooper was all looking high and energetic despite him looking thinner than before. He kept on glancing on the door as well as if he’s waiting for something. I told you, the police is not tight on him.”

Tiny ripples formed from her fingertips tapping the surface. "This afternoon," Cynthia replied coolly, like it was someone else's problem. Gina paced the room, wringing her hands. "It has to be Jacqueline! We can't let her get away with this—" "Wait." Cynthia suddenly hit pause on the video. The screen froze on the slur "Whore" scrawled in garish red. Hogan's earring caught the light again, and Roy instinctively tightened his fists. That look in Hogan's eyes—it was the same one he saw in the mirror when he looked at Cynthia.

"Yes sir, would you like a cup of tea as you wait? “ He did not respond. She bowed again and got out of the office. She could not believe what she had done, she had just rejected the member of the most influential man. Worst of all, she was to call one of his most recent and long stayed lovers. One thing was for sure, she was an inch closer to losing her job. Five minutes had not ended when she was called to receive the youngest daughter of the Sang family. She wore a revealing red dress and black stilettos. Her long dark hair swayed smoothly with every step she took. Qiao Mo put on a smiling face and guided her to the president’s office. She felt relieved when she closed the doors and went

Opening the door, Christiana stood in front of her. "I forgot my handbag and umbrella at your house." "So sorry for the inconvenience." Her voice was laced with remorse. Staring at her, Daisy Hunter said," What, No, it's really okay…I too forget my stuff in people's homes." Daisy Hunter said, smiling gleefully, exposing her perfect dentition. Stepping into the dimly lit room, Christiana spotted her handbag and umbrella, grabbing it, she thanked Daisy and stepped out immediately.

she said and sit on her desk. "Amber, Celestia." I was about to stand up when I saw Celestia 2.0 go in the front. I almost forgot that I'm in Hilary's body. This event. I remember this event. "Congrats Hilary! She got the highest score of ninety-nine over a hundred!" Our teacher says before giving me the paper. I look at the paper and the score. I look at Celestia 2.0 but she avoids my eye contact.