Farrah Goodfairy นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The woman asked her without any emotions. "Ako lang naman ang gf ng may-ari ng building na ito. Hinihintay ko siyang pababa. Parating na siya, kaya pwede kitang kaladkarin palabas . Ang yabang mo, hindi ka naman kagandahan, ang chubby mo pa." Nanggigigil na si Farrah sa di kilalang babaeng kaharap niya, pero pinipigilan ang sarili para hindi masira ang poise.

Half of my lips smirked knowing that this woman didn't know that she's actually the CEO of one of a company of this country. Placing her hands back to my shoulder as she moved her mouth in front of my ears, she whispered, "Want us to switch? I can give her to my partner!" I ignored her words the moment I saw Farrah went out of the Taxi. She was as well wearing a black dress that showed the detail of her sexy and alluring body. Her hair was in a high ponytail, and her dark smoky eye makeup made her more fascinating that I couldn't get off my eyes from her.

She looked at Farrah, then sighed. “Perhaps God pitied us a bit and stopped the incoming disaster.” She then added after a few seconds of silence. Farrah paused with her paperwork, looked at her friend, and chuckled. “Yeah, maybe He did. It’s probably because we’re good people.” Serving people every day, Farrah thought it’s enough for her to be called a good person. She did no one evil, was a filial daughter to her parents, a virtuous wife to her husband, and a wonderful mother to David.

“I saw a write-up in the paper about a showing in Tribeca, and it talked about you, one of their new rising stars! You’re on your way, Lily.” “Thanks. How are things going with you? Any new jobs?” I asked. “I told you about the hair commercial, right?” “Yes!” I said. “That is so cool. Have you seen it on television yet?” “It doesn’t air until September. Watch for it, though!” Farrah said. “Hey, I’m just getting off work. Do you want to meet for coffee?” “I have coffee here if you want to come up.” I knew cash was tight for Farrah between jobs, so I thought I’d offer.

Then a hint of a smile appeared on her face. "The luck I got four years ago." Ariel stood still. His memory was drawn back. Four years ago? "Or maybe... like the luck twenty-five years ago." Not sure. But that time seemed familiar to Ariel. Grandfather? Farrah waved her hand in front of her face. She looked at Ariel indifferently, then turned to Kurt. "You don't have to worry, Kurt. I think that luck will be on our side again," Farrah said confidently. "Anyway... it's only this luck that makes me happy. Especially after all the injustices I had to endure from my own family."

One of them — tall, dark-skinned, effortlessly stylish — flashes a grin that’s part warm welcome, part finally, she’s here. “Emilia, right? I’m Fareeda, Aarav’s wife.” She gestures toward one of the few teammates of Liam’s I actually remembered by name — Aarav, who’s currently letting two kids climb his back like he’s a human jungle gym. Beside him, Dante lounges in a lawn chair with a paper plate stacked high with BBQ, lazily shouting encouragement like a man who has zero intention of moving unless food falls from the sky. Fareeda leans in conspiratorially. “I’m also the unofficial WAG committee chair. Translation: everyone else dodges the group chat and I end up planning the parties. Welco

When I came out of the dressing room, Farah stood admiring herself in a flowy, baby blue dress, that cascaded down her body perfectly. “You look amazing Farah! You and those long legs,” I shook my head playfully, “should have been a model.” “Thanks,” she blushed, peeking her leg out a slit I didn’t even know was there. “Ooh lala!” I winked at her, “Are you sure your mate is male?” I jokingly fanned myself, and she burst out laughing as she turned around. Her eyes grew wide as she looked me up and down, “Well ma’am, I’m speechless…. You look perfect!”