Novel & Cerita Harry Bright Mamma Mia

As the car arrived at a 5-star hotel in the Blue rail light area, they took an elevator and came up to the top floor. It was open, and the place was specially decorated for the event, a man Boss Cool assigned to welcome them, hurriedly walked over. “Hello, I am Bright, I am assigned by Boss Cool to take care of you, you must be Madam Sarah, you are our special guest,” he said with a broad smile on his face. Mama Sarah smiled politely and answered, “thank you” He looked at Mora, and saw that she was beautiful, he looked at her in a daze, and Mama Sarah have to snap him out of his daze with her fingers.

"You are sure we can trust this Rita to just help us?" "Well, she is doing it for her own personal revenge against him. He did horrible things to her." She shivered slightly as she recalled. "And she would be needing money." With her being this close to me, I kissed her lips. "You see why I said you are amazing?" "You already started it. So it didn't take much for her to be found." I chuckled. "That reminds me, what did you do with my money, Mama?" "Charity." I could not help but laugh. "You went from, 'I don't want anything to do with your money' to spending and giving out at will."

"Yep, and it's good to be back" "Ma'am will be glad, she missed you terribly", he continued, and I scoffed playfully That's my mother for you... "Alas lad, who is this young lady you're travelling with?", he asked referring to Layla while she was busy looking at our surroundings, she was probably in awe that our mansion was really huge "Where are my manners?", I chuckled, bringing Layla closer to me. "Harry, this is Layla, Damon's wife", I introduced them together and Layla was the first to extend her arm for a handshake and Harry gracefully took her hand in his

He was looking at me with amusement dancing in his eyes. Millie held my hand, “Aunt Selena told me about the prince you like. Is he the one, mommy?” I took another mouthful of air and smiled at Millie, “Sweetie, this is Harry…” I licked my bottom lip and slowly faced Harry. “Harry, this is Millie, my daughter.” Harry smiled and lifted his hand, showing a red cloth. He did some tricks until the cloth became a red rose and Millie clapped in amusement. “A magic!” Millie screamed excitedly. “Mommy, he can do magic!”

The rare complement from her is so out of character, it takes a while for my brain to process her words. “Thanks Mia.” I smile, then, “what did you just call me?” “Porky. You know, cos you’re suddenly adding all this weight. I mean if your butt gets any larger, I doubt Ophelia’s will have your size in stock.” “You should really watch it.” Stacy, who had joined the conversation adds. “There’s a lady in my yoga class, she let herself go when her husband left her. Now hubby is dating a model and she looks like a whale. I couldn’t bear it if that became you.”

How did Yvonne and I fit into this? Hermione held a cigarette between her fingers and lit it like she'd done it a million times before. Exhaling a cloud of smoke, she glanced at Yvonne in the corner and said coldly, "Don't worry. As long as we have his daughter, he will do what we tell him to." I felt as if I had been struck by lightning. Boiling with anger, I blanked out for a second. This was a trap. They were waiting for me to take the bait!

Harry looked like he was about to enter the ground as he picked and I looked at him apologetic knowing it was his mom yet again. "Hi Mom." A woman's voice came through the phone loud enough for the entire table. "Have you eaten? Are you eating properly? You know your stomach acts up when you skip meals—" "Mom I am literally eating right now!" "What are you eating? Is it healthy? You know what, send me a photo." "I'm not going to—" "Harrison!" Harry picked up his burger with a completely dead expression and took a selfie with it and sent it. The whole table watched him do it in real time.

With that, we made our way to the cafeteria. * At The Cafeteria * We were all seated around a table in the cafeteria. I ordered spaghetti Bolognese, I didn't order this so as to feel among since this is London, I did cause I actually do love that meal. Amy ordered fish and chips, while Anita and Alina ordered same thing, Bangers and Mash. Yeah, I'm the only foreigner in the squad, the three of them are from here. " Hi White " I suddenly heard Alina squeal and I raised my head to see exactly whom I thought it was.

"Hi, I hope you don't mind that I ordered for you. It's all on us of course, company expenses." She showed off her pearly whites. "So Adriana, I'm Lorraine. I don't think we've met. Now, I'm confused about what kind of business proposal that you intend to pitch me?" I sat in front of her drinking my champagne, still trying to figure out how she knew me. Was she one of my parent's friends?

“I see you have all your marks, daughter.” I turned around abruptly, and my mother was looking at me with her bright eyes and her hair down. “Mother!” I threw myself into her arms and hugged her tightly. We stayed in that position for a few seconds until we separated. I sighed, and as I showed the photograph to Mom, I asked her, “Who is she?” Mom looked at the photo in silence for a couple of seconds. Then she said, “She’s Harry’s first wife. She was his fated mate, Emma.”