Novel & Cerita Golden Terrace Novel

The old man spoke in a peculiar accent but that was not the bit that I was expecting. Gavin was the one who booked a car for me and I can not help but smile and my heart flutters at the thought of it. I still remained composed because I can not have myself lose control in this place. Especially since this is a foreign place and is very unsafe for my secret to come through. I held the golden rose pendant that was given by Princess Scarlette as I took a deep breath and rode the car to the Plaza Hotel. As the bustling streets of New York continues, while riding the automobile many children, ofl men with enormous hats and ladies who had the same fashionable dresses like mine were seen all around

“My birthday is coming up. Adopt me? Can I have a million dollars for Christmas?” Mitchell rolled his eyes and ignored me. Well, they suck. Literally. We all entered the elevator and Cheri pushed the button to go up. The elevator gates opened to what I can only describe as a golden mansion. Seriously, everything is gold. Gold trimmed, gold tinted, golden etching. It was a little much. Gorgeous, but unnecessary. “Who is your decorator? Mitchell?” They ignored me again. Lucas slowed his pace and walked next to me. “How are you holding up? Are you hungry at all?”

Cassie tried not to let it bother her too much that a homicidal asshat was on the loose and could show up at any moment. An entire rooftop of the Golden Pearl was void of people save for Eliza, who had flown in from New York for the brunch and Felix, who was the reason the rooftop was empty in the first place, having paid the restaurant owners to clear it out so that they could have a private family moment. The restaurant’s rooftop was decorated with themes of gold and cream, which accentuated the sun’s soft natural lighting. Cushy leather furniture were placed under pergolas so that the restaurant’s patrons would be shielded from the weather. White flowers of the vanilla plants that clung o

" The pendant my mother gave me, something I had cherished for a decade, had been handed over by Anna to my husband’s mistress. A deafening buzz filled my mind. The noise around me faded into nothingness. My face drained of color, and my lips trembled. "Give it back…" Like a madwoman, I lunged at Scarlett. "Give it back!!" She shrieked in alarm. "What’s so special about this worthless thing?! You act like it’s some kind of sacred treasure! "The rightful Mrs. Sterling gives her only daughter a cheap, low-quality trinket—why would I even want it?”

And I follow him because something deep inside me already knows I’m about to break her heart. He stops in front of a glittering apartment building with a gold-plated marquee. A doorman greets him warmly, clearly used to seeing him. Gideon gives a flirtatious little wave and enters. I bite back a curse and cross the street quickly, slipping behind a stone column. The lobby is glass from floor to ceiling. And I see everything. Gideon steps out of the elevator, looking giddy, glowing. A young woman, tall, perfectly styled, wearing jewels that scream old money, races toward him with a delighted squeal.

I swear I didn't take anything! I snatched my watch from his grasp and pointed to the bling. "Each one of these diamonds is worth 10 million bucks, Henry. You're in deep trouble." In the chaos of his panic, Henry blurted out something stupid in front of Rowena. "Ms. Smith, I'm begging you. Please help me. Jayden and Clara were an item for four years. They're still not over each other. "He's all wrong for you. If you choose me, I'll be loyal, I promise!"

I didn't want to question her or make her relieve her bad past but her words sounded unbelievable. "I never knew you went through a lot sis, I'm truly sorry. As for Stacey, I recently met her at the hotel I'm in, and I kind of felt like she wasn't lying." I said softly. "That's what golddiggers do, they trick and lie. That lady is a professional gold digger who can easily manipulate you, so avoid her at all cost and stay away from her." she said. "Okay, thank you for making things clear to me. I will talk to you later, I love you." I whispered.

“No wonder our bloodhounds couldn't locate Sandra's secret coordinates. It turns out her pack is nesting at the Goldenwheat Den. The owner’s young pup is a rogue cyber hacker. He isn't famous among the high packs, but his fingers have deep connections to some highly skilled keyboard warriors. Their digital security around that lodge is top-notch.” If their territory security is that impressive, it must cost a massive mountain of silver. My brow furrows into a deep, dangerous line. “I thought Sandra Ashbourne was a broke, starving omega? Where is her female hand getting the silver to pay for such a high-grade luxury den?” “The landlady’s special treatment only cost her two hundred silver piec

The iron-gated walls of the massive Sterling Manor loomed out of the pouring rain like an impenetrable gothic fortress. Kasen Thorne sat in the leather backseat of the Maybach, his face a stoic, unreadable mask of stone. He didn't look at the towering spires of the estate, nor did he look at the grand limestone arches. But internally, a dark, primal thrill of satisfaction thrummed through his veins. The Patek Philippe watch was gone from his wrist, pawned to buy the secrets that had saved her life, but he didn't care. He had won.