Gwen X Courtney Novels & Stories

However, the unexpected happened. The door opened from the inside, someone pulled her in. "Here she is, Grandpa. She's a bit shy, so I forced her in." Although surprised by the tall man's words next to her, Gwen was relieved that he explained the situation. "During the day, Mr. Jason Cartwright, I am Gwyneth Stewart, or commonly called Gwen, pleased to meet you," she greeted politely. "I came here to—" "So, this is your chosen woman?" Gwen's heart stopped for a moment upon hearing that, and she shifted her attention to the handsome man. "Chosen woman?" she muttered.

Courtney said, briefly looking at Gwendolyn who just furrowed her brows in annoyance. As the daughter of the governor of Angels' city, and the youngest CEO in Angeles city, she couldn't be intimidated by the Roth family as they were below her family, so she always made fun of them for being petty. Especially Victoria and Gwendolyn. "Courtney dear, how are you?" Victoria flashed a smile and got up from her seat to greet Courtney, but Courtney ignored her and went up the stairs to Stacey's room. 'I hope that bastard didn't die.' Caine thought to himself. He knew better that if Arthur dies then there is no way to blackmail Stacey.

Justice would always prevail, after all. Despite her old age, Gwendolyn still couldn't find it in herself to forgive them for what they had done. … After breakfast, Xavier took Gwendolyn and Quinn to the courthouse. Meanwhile, a crowd of reporters had gathered outside the courthouse. The recent drama had involved Four Seasons Incorporated and Xandor Group, and everyone was eager to find out the final verdict. They were really curious about the things Maurice, Araminta, and Shania had done over the years as well.

Three months ago, after she was done handling the court case, Gwen chose to leave the city with only a letter left behind, explaining that she wanted to be alone for a while and explore the world. Ever since then, she had lost touch with everyone around her, and no one knew where she had gone. None of them ever thought that they would receive news of Gwen's whereabouts on the day of Luna's release, three months after she left. [Hey.] Caleb was a little nervous when he did not receive an answer from Rachel. [Aren't you going to say anything, considering I managed to obtain the whereabouts of such an important person? Why don't you show Luna this photo as a wedding present from me? How does th

My voice dances not only in amusement but in pure curiosity. “What’s between you and your husband’s twin brother? Was it the reason you were both exiled here in Roadster City?” Gwen’s eyes grew wide as if she could not believe my assumptions. And much as I would like to go easy on her, I can’t. My heart was racing in excitement. Gwen sighed heavily. The weight of its sound was like a dousing of water. I realized that Gwen was not like any other girl. Those who flaunt who they know. She was a private person and kept things mostly to herself.

she defended. “Well, she is not only my secretary. She is going to be my wife and your future sister-in-law, so practice respecting her.” Ms. Gwen only rolled her eyes, irritated by what Mr. Darwin said to her. From what I know, she is a famous model at an entertainment agency. Showbiz is her industry and she is the one who followed their mother’s footsteps. The other men in the family were in the business field. “Whatever,” Miss Gwen commented. After I placed the shrimp dish and five spoons of rice on my empty plate, I decided to answer Miss Gwen’s question as if I am not even fazed by her.

I'm working my image out on becoming a somebody, and I I have fans, but for someone on Mick Vines' level, I'll always be a nobody. I smile and extend my hand. —Gwen Wix. His eyes narrow as he squeezes my outstretched hand. “I heard your name. Why did I hear your name? I'm stunned that there isn't even a hint of recognition in him. My stomach turns into big waves, and Tana jumps, sparing me the argument, whatever the explanation is about to fall from my lips. “I caught Gwen in the checkout line while we talked about how unpleasant it is to be in front of a gossip magazine.

“Gwen can help.” Adrian looked at her thoughtfully. “She found him once,” Leila urged. “She can do it once more.” Connor nodded. “Let her dig.” A lethal smirk appeared on Adrian’s face. “She already has a head start.” --- A Message from the Past Gwen Martinez hadn’t slept for days. In the dim glow of her apartment, her fingers raced across the keyboard, hacking through encrypted firewalls and offshore records as if they were nothing. She had been tracking Ethan Graves for days, but now that she knew his true identity—Matteo Ricci—her obsession with tracking him down intensified than ever

I closed my eyes, placed my hand gently on my abdomen, and began to exhale slowly and softly until my racing heart began to slow to a more normal pace. Just as I was finishing, I heard the sound of someone entering the bathroom. To avoid drawing unwanted attention, I quickly flushed the toilet and left the stall, hoping that my actions would appear ordinary. "Oh. Hi, Gwen. I didn't know you were in here." As I exited the stall, I spotted Courtney standing near the stall closest to the door. She was one of Mr. Jeffers' preferred journalists, and we started working for the Brooklyn Enquirer at the same time.

We were all seated in the departure lounge, waiting for my gate number to be announced. Gwen had not yet arrived, and the flight was scheduled for the next ten minutes. “She just can't go anywhere without her lover, now can she?” Elena said with disgust. I followed her gaze until I spotted Gwen. She was accompanied by the same man I had seen her with in the office parking lot. He was helping her with her luggages and they were both grinning widely. I clenched my fist as fury welled up inside me.