Gillian Vicencio Novels & Stories

And now, looking at Helen and then at Lisa, Sean certainly could see the great difference between them and swore under his breath, "Shit… Gina was telling the truth." "Wow… That's Helen Lane? Why haven't I heard of her before?" "She's quite something! It's no wonder the Turnbulls would partner with her…" "That beauty… some bigwig must have her back!" As everyone below stage became restless, Vicky studied Helen as the other woman made her way onstage. She was actually surprised that Helen was even more beautiful after recovering from her facial scar, and she could well be more beautiful now. Vicky could not help feeling a little jealous, though she kept smiling even as the staff helped with t

he asked me. I shook my head. "I have no idea who Gillian is." "Gillian Miller is a runway model in New York. Her real name is Gillian Collette Miller Guerrero. She is my only daughter, and your husband killed her."

Anna couldn’t help but look around like a lost child. They got into an elevator which took them to the last floor of the building. A girl who was about the same age as Anna, with brown hair and brown eyes, walked up to them. She was dressed rather fashionably. “Father,” she smiled at Fabbio, her eyes fixed on her and Leone for a short second before diverting them back to her father. “Erica, meet Vicenzo and Miss Lorenzo. I’m sure you already know who they are,” Fabbio said.

I didn’t care, though. “Liana, stop, they are going to hear you.” She whispered, making me scoff. “You have gotten into enough trouble. Please, Liana. You don’t need to keep harming yourself, please.” “Let them hear me. They might kill me and end my misery if they do.” I said, making sure to raise my voice loud enough for them to hear me. The woman, who I learned was Elena, approached me. She nodded at Cecilia and wrapped her hand around my arm, pulling me away from the girls.

"We're both exhausted from the party and we would love to take our leave now. Goodbye, Mrs. Veronica. Or, are you still holding tightly to the 'miss' title?" Caitlyn chuckled before they turned and walked out of the hall, leaving Veronica burning in pure rage. ▪▪▪ "I wonder how she managed to dress exactly like me," Caitlyn voiced out, breaking the silence in the car. "She must have seen us earlier and quickly ordered everything you had on. She's that kind of person," Martin explained, not taking his eyes off the road. Another silence ensued. "She's one of my exes. The last woman I had a romantic relationship with," He answered the question Caitlyn was dying to ask before she could.

I breath out. They all stay silent. I see a look of recognition flash through Cristian's eyes. I cock my head in confusion. He catches my gaze and right as he's about to say something, a larger, older woman came over to us. "Hi I'm Sylvia, I'll be taking care of you today. What can I get for you?" She greets us happily.

responded Wallace in anger, conveying his frustration at the elusive target. "What happened?" inquired Thalia, displaying a genuine interest in the details. "We can't look for a face we don't know. Maybe she passed by me, and I smiled at her," Wallace insinuated, unraveling the complexity of their pursuit. "We need a face, Thalia. A face." "Listen, Detective," Thalia stood up, her posture exuding a sense of command. "I have never met Gabriella before. I told you everything I know about that woman. Because of me, you managed to capture tons of her cocaine."

"Let's give it up... to the Herald of Dexo Fernia, the shadow assassin! The daughter of Hikaris himself… VERONICA!" Chest out, shoulders back, I walked out of the dark and turned my gaze to every corner of the coliseum, and with a devilish grin on my lips, I raised my weapon and they screamed my name… just how I want them to. "And her challenger..." the announcer paused for a while, I crossed my arms and everyone went silent, patiently waiting until, "another daughter of Hikaris, the Mistress of Dexo Fernia, Elspeth!"

'There was a sudden deem lights, Phelan remembers someone, who was Don Carlton telling her to go lay down and rest. She tried to refuse, but he was too strong, and she was unable to stop him. It was so sudden that Don stood, watching Phelan in a distant approached her in a smile that shed some lights in the deem lights that came from the window. A meter from Phelan, Don put his hands on her shoulders, and then made an excuse and left.

But before her hand could land, it was held in a firm grip. "So all this was your plan, right? To expose me in front of all the guests and turn me into a disgrace, right?" Lily asked. "I already told you that this child is not yours, why did you have to do this to me?" Lily said as she cried. Melissa and Marcela, who ascended the stairs, were shocked stiff. A maid woke them up and told them that Lily was having stomach cramps and was in so much pain that she was crying. They had immediately rushed downstairs without even changing their pajamas, they did not expect to come across something like that!