Gwen Sanchez Mga Nobela at Kwento

“You’ve heard of the Ventura family? You've come to know about something that you shouldn't have been able to know about. Not bad.” “Thank you for the compliment. So, can you tell me more about miss Gwen?” She asked. “You are not qualified to know more about her, she is currently in the A****n..” Jordan answered. “Miss Gwen is currently in the A****n?” Anne cut him off. Wasn’t her son, Joshua in the A****n too?

When she was sure she would succeed in humiliating me like she had in the past. Too bad, I'm not Raina the pushover anymore. Gwen’s eyes were red, and her mascara had made dark circles around her eyes. She looked like she had been crying for a long time. Silas denying her must have been a huge blow if she didn’t care about her appearance. Gwen was someone who always cared about her looks..

his friend Rosa called him, while she was waving to him and accompanied by three strong young men. Gwen is a known GRO and gold digger, when it comes to the night club where she works. She is a lover of gallant or rich men and foreigners, because of her ability to seduce and seduce men. He is well-versed in turning heads and capturing their hearts. She is used to being rude and picked on by different men because she also knows that it is part of her job. But even though she has had sex with many different men in bed, only one man still makes her heart beat. That is none other than Adante Kier Bautista.

I recognized her voice. “Gwen?” I tried. I was surprised to see her work here. Her father was a secretary of a billionaire. Why does she still work herself out? “Cath!” From having an energy gap, the power suddenly spiked on her. “This is my first time seeing you here.” “Gelo ran out of sugar. We decided to fetch a pack here. Right, this is my first time finding out about this. You work here?” She shook her head. “No. We own this. During weekends I’m the cashier from six to twelve.” It made sense. Of course, she wouldn’t be looking for a part-time job if she were the daughter of a rich man.

BRENDA WILSON. Giordana. "Hi, I'm Brenda Wilson." I turned in the direction of the voice. A tall, slim, model-like lady stood before me. She wore a dress that had a deep v-cut neckline exposing an ample amount of cleavage, the dress was very short and barely reached her mid-thighs. Her lips were painted blood red and her eyes were smokey. Well, she was definitely beautiful but something seemed off about her. Her smile was fake.

Do I have dementia? “Oh dear, you look confused.” She says as she laughs a little, “Come with me, I feel like I should introduce you to some people.” She says and I blindly follow her. Too confused to know what’s going on. “This is Gwen, Harry, Marie, Penelope, Daphne, Kyle, Daryl, Juliette, Sarah, Seb, Ron, Terry and of course Dave.” My eyes widen when I realize what is happening. Oh. My. God.

When Janice noticed the indifferent Zach in the crowd, she rolled and crawled toward him like he was her life-saving straw, and she wanted to grab his leg to beg for help. However, before she could even grab the corner of Zach’s pants, another person had kicked her away. “Miss Sanders, you’re the same even after all these years. You can’t seem to get rid of the habit of coveting other men.” The voice belonged to the person who had questioned her earlier in the dark. Janice instantly shrieked when she looked up, “Ah — “Gwen White! You’re not dead?!” “Of course I’m not dead. If I died, who’s going to ask for my mom’s life?” Gwen smiled leisurely.

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

- I reached a final decision after pondering on it for a while. "Okay. I'll send you the details, I'm leaving now" - she turned to the meek girl with the huge framed glasses. "She's in your hands now" - she smiled before heading out the door. Without Rachel around, my attention turned to the young lady, "I believe introductions are in order. My name is Selene Woods and you?" - I initated a formal introduction between us both. "Bennett Gale, I'm an intern at the agency and I'm also a big fan of your movies, ma'am" - she spoke excitedly with a big grin on her face.

Gwen was sitting in front of the makeup mirror, her assistant carefully arranging the big skirt of her wedding dress, and the makeup artist was doing her makeup. Even as a CEO who has seen a lot of things in the business world, Gwen is still a little nervous. It seemed like a dream. 2 years ago, she was a girl who had just lost her parents and struggled to protect her company, and now, she was getting married. She's about to marry the man she had a one-night stand with in the dark. She had done everything in her life after much thought, and she had only done one impulsive thing. That night, her sanity and calmness were gone. She saw Ulric's back and followed him into the room ......