Gina Preman Pensiun Novels & Stories

she retorted, but Gina wasn't buying it, pointing out the evidence right in front of her. Lifting her gaze, Karina questioned, “How did you get to know about this?" Gina revealed that Georgia had accidentally spilled the beans. Just then, Georgia rushed in, her expression filled with regret. Karina sighed, acknowledging Georgia's presence before dismissing her with a wave of her hand. Gina, her arms folded tightly across her chest, pleaded with Karina not to fire Georgia. Karina's assurance that Georgia would not be dismissed brought a sense of relief to Gina, who nodded appreciatively, but her serious expression persisted as she pressed on with her inquiry.

Chapter 1 Gina’s POV I finished preparing different special meals for my birthday and I overheard the maids gossiping, “Why is Madam Gina wasting her time again in preparing so many kinds of food when she knows Sir Liam will never celebrate her birthday with her.” “That serves her right, I heard she seduced Sir Liam and manipulated his grandfather in making sure she became Liam’s wife.” “She was desperate because of his wealth now see where it has landed her, a loveless marriage.”

I feel drained and disappointed, but I'm still nursing the hope that soon he'll have my answer. My mood has already sunk, and I assume nothing could drag it lower. I understand exactly how wrong I am the moment I hear the announcement in the university hall. "We are thrilled to welcome our guest motivational speaker, Miss Georgina Pembroke — chief editor of Summer Beauty, founder and CEO of Gina's Couture, Visionary Philanthropist of the Year 2025, and recipient of the Sovereign Woman of Distinction Award!" Georgina glides to the podium in an exquisite suit and high heels, hair perfectly styled, makeup flawless, smile plastered on.

I read the document in front of me, and was still tapping my pen. "By the way, her name is Gian Kasdeya. She's 45 years old, and single." I stopped tapping my pen, then looked at Mr. Penn, "draw a contract. I want it signed, sealed and delivered.? "Noted, Sir." I put down my pen, and turned to Jack. "Prepare the plane. We're going back to New York."

For Gina, no man deserved to be Celine's companion other than Zack. Gina's silence persisted. Not even two days into their stay in the village, Gina then bid farewell to Grandma. She decided to return home earlier, citing many college assignments that needed her attention. Grandma, who knew the real reason behind Gina's departure, could only smile. According to her, the two grandchildren were now adults, and they could indeed resolve their issues without others interfering.

"Good afternoon, Architect Ever—" "Oh, just please call me, Ever." I said it politely and bowed slightly to her. Gina Pereira, a well-known journalist in the country, is the one who's interviewing me. She returned my smile and said that we'll going to start now. "I'm not going to make you wait and waste your time anymore, Ever." Gina's smile vanished and it transformed into a solemn expression, yet I'm not nervous at all. After years of keeping my mouth shut, I finally get the opportunity to speak, and there is nothing more rewarding than exposing all the truths about these two which they have faked to everyone.

He said “I love you more, Gwen.” The End

Gina said, looking at the gentlemen, the CEO and CMO of Trelleco. It wasn't without doubts and fear when Gina launched the conversation escorting her agenda, but the meaningful dinner she had with her boss a couple of nights ago had given her the courage—she was going to fight for somebody she cared deeply about. Not for business, Gina? Her inner voice teased her. No, she answered proudly.

“Rule five: As Mrs Carter, you are entitled to $1,000,000 on a monthly basis, that'll take care of your personal needs and expenses excluding your dress, hairdo, and accessories for every event. Feel free to let me know if you need…” “Bullshit!” She swore loudly, rage coursing through her blood. “Like I'm interested in his goddamn money. Who does he even think he is?” Gina’s voice trembled as she spoke, her face was twisted in fury with anger lacing every word she let out. She was going to burst into tears in a few minutes. “What have I actually gotten myself into?” She lifted her hand to wipe the hot tears that had begun to roll down her cheeks.

He turned to her with a silent question on his lips, but she looked away from him and smiled at his mother. "I am very happy to be with Henry, and I will try my best to make this marriage work." It was a short speech, but it was all she could manage. It seemed to work however, because the woman wiped her tears and nodded, before picking up her phone. Gina looked at it in mild wonder, it was rumoured to contain the personal numbers of various presidents and prime ministers. Once again, she reminded herself that she was going to be among the creme dè la creme of the country. The one percent of the one percent, and that brought a grin to her face.