Gigi X Connie Novels & Stories

Episode 35 Quincy "OMG! you mean he did all that for you?" Gigi asked while I nodded. we were now in my room as we all gist about our men "so what do you wanna give him now?" Kenzie asked while Gigi munch on the chips loudly "so I....." munch...."so I'm....." munch "ugh Gigi just stop munching out loud" I groan "what I can't just help it" she replied. "well just eat quietly" I yelled while she shrugged and I continued "so the thing is I'm gonna give him something simple and special" I said "like?" Gigi asked between her full mouth

"From the very first time you brought Winnie to a business dinner and made me drink on her behalf, I started looking into you. You've really let me down, Fred." I pulled out my phone, tapped on a video, and held it out in front of Connie. On the screen, Fred cradled a newborn in his arms, his face soft and tender with affection. Next to him, a young, pretty woman was leaning against his shoulder, smiling sweetly. The background was clearly the apartment at Goldbridge Residences. Connie watched the video, trembling all over. The last sliver of hope in her eyes shattered. Then, she suddenly scrambled up from the floor and lunged—not at me, but straight at Fred.

I met Gigi Digg for the first time on my twenty-sixth birthday. I was all smiles, chatting with guests, keeping up appearances. "Scott's running late—work emergency. But he already sent his gift ahead—" Didn't even get to finish. Scott Fletcher strolled in right then, and he wasn't alone. Gigi Digg, in a red dress, was clinging to his arm like she belonged there. She looked around, eyes wide with excitement, voice chirpy. "So this is the fun place you were talking about?"

Chapter 5 Getting Dee to dish the dirt on Greg turned out to be cathartic for her and a huge embarrassment for me. It transpired he had only one worry that first night. ‘He was thinking through if you, Connie, were in the industrial espionage game, too. Did you have the room wired up with cameras, ready to blackmail him?

“You are Winifred Zea?” Connie looked at Winifred, the muscles on her face twitched slightly. “That is right. And you are here for me?” “Exactly.” Connie regained her composure after the initial confusion. She continued, “I will introduce myself. My name is Connie Yorke, and I am from Prime City. I am here not for what happened just now, though.” Winifred Zea was perplexed. She had never heard of the name Connie Yorke nor seen that name among any of Autumn Field Group’s business partners.

Gigi replayed the events of the night in her mind: the fear, the pleas for her family’s safety—pleas that went unanswered. Odin cleared his throat and forced a smile. “Uh, the bugs are connected. You can listen to the conversation now, Ate Gi.” Odin looked in the mirror again to see Gigi’s reaction, but she didn’t respond. Her eyes remained fixed on the window. Odin frowned. He hated seeing Gigi like this. He considered Gigi an older sister and was always affected when she was quiet and serious. When Gigi first joined them, he’d been immediately impressed by her courage and determination. She was a fast learner.

Greg said and the waiter left. "No way! Did you guys set me up? You said no one should add chilli and you're adding a lot? You stealthy thing" Allison said and hit Kylie's back. "You're not adding chilli..I can't bear to see you cry and you Greg..you should'nt take chilli..I really can't watch a grown man cry" Kylie said and pouted. "As you said,I'm a grown man and I can handle it" Greg said and they both nodded.

The rest of the day was a blur with all the work and for me, Abigail kept her mouth shut. “I’m sorry, Clara. She doesn’t mean it,” Gigi offered with an apologizing smile as we made our way to the empty tables. Gigi was more mature and understanding than Abigail. She was married and was a mother of two beautiful children. Her husband, Norman, worked with a logistics company here in Dawson Creek. Gigi had wheat colored skin with thick black locks that bounced around her shoulders and warm brown eyes that always glanced at me with sisterly love. “I know,” I responded and continued to clean the tables.

"Water under the bridge, Mrs. Peters." "Please, Connie, my name is Maggie. Or maybe, just mom." My jaw clenched and tears stung my eyes as I nodded. Maggie turned back to the pictures. "You know, it's a nice shot, but I wouldn't mind a new one. Maybe an engagement photo?" I looked over my shoulder, making sure Sarah was still a room away. "Actually, I wanted to talk to you about that." ***

I said in a husky tone. "Are you done with Gigi? What brings you back here?" She said almost in tears. "Gigi is my cousin. And she had issues back then. Issues with her mum that she couldn't tell Troy— which led to his assumption of us being an item." I could see the shock in her face. "I am sorry, so sorry". she sounded really sorry. But as usual I would not let this slide.