Gord And Eudora Novels & Stories

“Well, then I can't hold you back! Go get 'em, tiger! I'll definitely be glued to the TV waiting to see you rock the show.” “Rock it, I don't know about that, but I'll try my best.” Eudora left Justin's office with everyone's enthusiastic well wishes. The smile on her face hadn't faded since she left. Seeing that she still had some time, Eudora planned to go to the fabric market to check out some materials she could use for her collection, but at that moment, her phone rang. Looking at the name on the screen, Eudora felt a little panicked, then she answered the call immediately.

“Let’s not make a scene, alright? You know Esther has depression, so stop being so aggressive.” The screen behind us was still showing close-ups of their faces, and the crowd was buzzing with chatter. My coworker, standing below the stage, was desperately signaling for me to wrap things up. For the sake of the mall’s reputation, I bit back my anger and handed them the prize voucher. “Congratulations to the happy couple. What a 'perfect match'.” Joel reached out as if to grab me, but Esther pulled him back, rising on her tiptoes to place a soft kiss on his lips.

Eudora jumped up in excitement, her face full of youth and romance. Sean handed the club to Eli. Eli took it and watched as Sean went behind Eudora. He held her hands and with their bodies pressed against each other, teaching her how to play golf. She looked away and wondered if she should go pick up the balls. Eudora swung her club, but she was too weak. Her ball was a little far from the hole. The two of them walked towards the ball hand in hand and continued to play. Eli felt quite awkward. Should she go with them or...?

The other stripper before her grimaced. “Yeah, like she’d be proud you’re using her name for this job.” “Oh come on! Sex work is work!” Rose defended loudly. “How about you? What’s with Euphoria, pale girl?” She then turned to me when the latter ignored her. “She’s Cath. Am I right?” Another girl, whom I heard is Giana aka Victoria batted her eyes at me. Shyly, I nodded. “She’s young and she goes to school so she’s smart. Give it to her if she wants the name Euphoria.”

she hastily explained. “That’s fine,” I said, but before I could continue, Eudora spoke again. “I know I said I was going to do some digging about Arlo Bronson, but I haven’t had the time. Between looking after granny and doing some of my remote jobs, it has just been crazy here,” she said.

"To schedule a meeting with E.D, you'll need to send an official request through SB Stars, sir." I frowned. "SB Stars?" She nodded. "Yes, sir. Their official email address is listed on their social media pages. You can also obtain the information from the front desk." "Wait," I said slowly. "Eudora is signed under Blackmoor's art division?" My gaze drifted toward the direction Eudora and Blackmoor had disappeared earlier. So they worked together. The memory of his arm wrapped around her shoulders resurfaced with irritating clarity. The way he'd held her.

He finally rested his eyes on me and Ella. I watched him in silence, curious about the trick up his sleeve. "Ella is not Eden's daughter," Gordon spoke in his usual tone, dropping a bombshell that reverberated through the room. Ella gaped at me in disbelief, but I calmly signaled for her to keep her cool for now. The relatives around us gossiped and murmured about the juicy news in excitement like a school of bloodthirsty sharks. "When we underwent the IVF treatment," Gordon inserted a pause here, as though he was too ashamed to continue, "the doctor told us that Eden's eggs were of poor quality. I didn't want to crush her dreams of becoming a mother, so I switched her eggs with Ingrid's…"

Eudora linked her arm through mine like we were teenagers again. "I missed this," she said. "I missed you and missed home, Imissed everything that isn't the hospital." We chuckled together. "How's Eleri handling you being gone?" I asked, grateful for a safe topic. Eleri is her boyfriend. "She understands but I know she's lonely," Eudora sighed. "He wanted to come for Christmas but his family needed him in California, we're doing New Year's together though." We stopped at a clothing boutique where Eudora immediately started pulling things off racks. "So tell me the truth, was my dad completely unbearable during the storm?"

Henry helped Sophie fix her hair and whispered, "No rush. The ceremony will start soon." I didn't want to see them being lovey-dovey in front of me, so I floated to my mother-in-law's table and took a whiff of the dishes. God! They smelled delicious. "Mrs. Lloyd, I heard from Sophie that you had been feeling much better after receiving medications developed through placental extraction last time. Do you need more?" Just as the guests were wondering why the ceremony hadn't started yet, Henry's voice suddenly came from the loudspeaker. "Oh! I'm all well now, so it's okay." A female voice, which probably belonged to Sophie's mother, Amelia Smith, sounded immediately afterward.