Novel & Cerita Foul Lady Fortune Series

Charlotte wondered if that was a theme Mia had missed. She stood on her feet, ready to go and 'socialize'. She looked around discreetly for a target. She found one; a blond lady, probably in her early forties, in a knee-length white dress with a chic pair of heels and a pouch in hand. Charlotte immediately approached her before anyone else did. "Hi, I'm Charlotte." Charlotte said with a polite smile, extending her hand to the lady. "Charlotte who?" The lady said with a equally polite smile. Charlotte didn't falter

She was here to make some bold statement: ‘I can walk in here freely, because Cecilia’s children are with me.’ What a bloody mistake. She had just become the scapegoat for her family’s downfall. Jude reached into his pocket, his thumb opened another conversation. Miss Fortune. His fingers moved quickly across the screen. [The target is close to the sword display. She’s wearing a dark pink dress and white mask. Proceed.] He pressed send and waited. For the first time in three years... He would finally meet the person who had quietly handled billions without ever revealing themselves.

The Three Musketeers were finally back together again. Just thinking about it made my heart feel a little less heavy. Before leaving the cottage this morning, we had all agreed on one thing. Nothing changes. Inside this company, Lucian was still Fox. Dexter El Camino’s driver. And I was still Mia Roberts. His assistant. We were not to have any suspicious conversations, unnecessary eye contact, or make any mistakes that would jeopardize our mission. No one could ever know the truth about us until all of this was over. As I stepped into the company lobby, I saw a huge poster of Mr. El Camino shaking hands with Mr. Sinclair.

“Remarry? Lisa, have you lost your mind? “Forget about the two hundred thousand, even two dollars is too much. “I don’t think you deserve to take even a cent from it.” At that moment, someone unexpected came to see me. It was Kevin’s female secretary and also one of his mistresses. After the company collapsed, to save herself and get back at Kevin for his heartlessness, she handed over all the chat records between Kevin and Lisa. As I read through those messages, a chill crept down my spine. In the messages, Lisa said to Kevin, [Once that old hag dies, the house will be ours.

Leo watched from beside me. Then Adrian froze. He zoomed in on a line near the bottom. Nathan’s eyes widened beside him. Leo straightened. “What is it?” I asked, sitting up. Nathan grabbed the document from Adrian’s hands and held it closer to the light. His pulse fluttered visibly at his neck. “Serena,” Nathan said, voice low and sharp. “Vanessa didn’t stop at claiming the fortune.” He turned the page toward me, tapping a highlighted section that hadn’t been there before.

I lay alone amidst the cabin's wreckage, each breath a battle. My phone lit up. It was Mia. "I won. Wait for it. I'll take everything you have now, including your title as the Luna, one by one." I stared at the text and let out a dry, crooked laugh. What was left for her to take? My wolf was slipping away, and so was I. As the pages of the wall calendar were torn away one by one, somehow, I felt calm.

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I needed to get out. I dashed out of my room, still burning from inside with anger when I ran into a girl standing by my doorstep. She stared at me calmly, too familiarly. Yet all I felt was irritation. “Hello, Liam. It’s been a while,” she said with a toothy grin. That smile…wait! “I just transferred here, your Dad said to contact you for help.” “He did say you might be a bit stunned,” the new girl laughed subtly and moved closer to me. “You don’t remember me? Well, we were kids when we last met. I’m Thea Foltest!”

There was a woman sitting on a chair, she had a white hair, a beautiful face and wore glasses. " Hey, I'm back." Valeria spoke and the lady turned to us. " Oh Valeria, I was expecting you. It's good to see you again." She spoke. " Linda, meet Ela. She is a fortune teller. " Fortune teller? Why would Valeria bring me to a fortune teller? " Oh, hello there Linda." Ela spoke, her hands waving to me. " Hi. Nice to meet you." I greeted with a small smile.

Maybe one of his assistants had assembled my new life like a museum exhibit. I ran my hands along the fabrics. Every thread screamed wealth. Luxury. Control. I found a black silk gown with off-the-shoulder sleeves and slipped into it. The fabric hugged me like water, cool and clinging. The diamond earrings I’d never owned sparkled on the dresser like silent bribes. I stared at myself in the mirror. Not a girl anymore. A bargaining chip. A pawn. But if Lucien Blackwood thought I was here to be silenced, he was going to learn that Sinclair daughters don’t break—they burn.