Gail Gibson Novels & Stories

Amelia retorted with a confident smile on her lips. Another author's note: I want to thank everyone who has been on this book since the beginning of time. I apologize for my update schedule that is really messed up. I also wanna thank my editor. This is El, and I will see you all again in the next story!

“Ms. Gibson is so beautiful. Her face, her figure, everything is perfect. She looks just like a movie star.” “More than that. I think Ms. Gibson is even prettier than most actresses. And the best part is her aura. She’s so elegant and refined, but still cold and untouchable. You don’t see that kind of presence even among celebrities.” “And I heard her looks aren’t even the most impressive thing about her. Her real strength is her ability. Apparently, she graduated from one of the top bioengineering programs in Arvania with a PhD. She was already developing patents while she was still in school, and she’s won so many international awards that she’s practically lost count.”

- I reached a final decision after pondering on it for a while. "Okay. I'll send you the details, I'm leaving now" - she turned to the meek girl with the huge framed glasses. "She's in your hands now" - she smiled before heading out the door. Without Rachel around, my attention turned to the young lady, "I believe introductions are in order. My name is Selene Woods and you?" - I initated a formal introduction between us both. "Bennett Gale, I'm an intern at the agency and I'm also a big fan of your movies, ma'am" - she spoke excitedly with a big grin on her face.

“You think I haven’t tried? He’s guarding her like she’s some treasure he just discovered. And the worst part? She doesn’t even see what she’s doing to him. She doesn’t even know him, and she doesn’t know that she was nothing more than a deal.” He stood, walking toward me with that slow, dangerous ease he always had. “You have more access than she realizes. You were part of the staff once. You still know how things move around here, where the guards rotate, what the servants whisper about. Use it. Use the information that you have about her, against her. Surely there is a scandal or two that you can use.” I frowned. “For what?”

The moment I sat on the soft surface, the cameraman gave me a hand gesture as a signal that the show… finally commences. It was at that moment. A clicking sound on the floor, footsteps coming towards the stage. The figure of a person slowly revealing from the darkness. And as light finally shun upon its face, a figure of a woman appears—revealing the former no. 1 model that caught the attention of the entire world, Ophelia Maine, my mother.

Shanelle POV I smoothed down the delicate fabric of my elegant gown, a rich shade of midnight blue that hugged my curves in all the right places. The beaded embellishments sparkled under the ambient lighting, casting a soft glow around me. Beside me, Beatrice and Kayleen, stood resplendent in their own designer ensembles. Beatrice wore a vibrant red dress that accentuated her fiery personality, while Kayleen donned a sleek silver gown that mirrored her quiet grace.

Lily asked. "Ivy Garcia. She is one of the top successful businesswomen in Washington. Very beautiful, rich and powerful. Don't you know her?" The shop attendant said excitedly. "You must be very important for her to come to look for you," she added and Lily smiled but was wondering why such a person would come to look for her.

The mention of a name that had never crossed my path left me disoriented, and I sought to clarify the connection. "Anna is Gabriel's best friend. She's joining us for breakfast," Gabriel's mother answered, her tone laced with a hint of amusement. The revelation caught me off guard; I hadn't been privy to the existence of a female best friend in Gabriel's life. The realization that he had kept this aspect hidden from me sent a twinge of disappointment through me. I had always believed in transparency, considering secrets as corrosive forces that could erode the foundation of a relationship.

She announced to the lobby in an almost echoing voice, “Oh, thank you, my dear. It’s lovely to be back, and I can’t express how happy I am to have gotten out of the mess out there.” “We’re so happy you made it safely, April dear.” Gabriella seemed to appear out of nowhere. Jody noticed this because there were no closing doors, and you heard no footsteps. Gabby was a sweet soul and loved to help others, but she had an odd creepiness that one just had to accept. Her feet made no noise. She loved flowing dresses, and it was not unusual to find her wearing flowers in her hair. Where she got those flowers in winter was anyone’s guess. “Gabby, sweetheart. How is my mischievous friend? You look pal

The young woman bowed slightly and exited without another word. Old Master Shore remained seated, staring at the closed door. His mind turned like a chess grandmaster surveying the board. Gabrielle Daniels — now Shore — was no ordinary opportunist. She read too well, spoke too precisely, and carried herself with the quiet confidence of someone who had already survived worse. She is not ordinary. he thought with a faint, almost imperceptible smile. And I will find out why. --- In the south corridor library, Gabrielle sat motionless at the heavy oak desk, the same book still open to the marked page. She had barely moved since Old Master Shore’s departure earlier that morning. Breakfast had bee