Novel & Cerita Heather Wilkins

Emily Warner, the crazy and happy go lucky side-chick in all of the stories. She is happy that all of her friends met the man of their dreams but she hasn’t. She has never met a man who even remotely loved her. As a kid, she always hoped for a crazy life story like beauty and the beast or toy story or finding nemo. But she worked at a nine to five job, at the age of twenty nine, she was single, while all of her friends were either getting married or pregnant. And there she was sitting in front of the television, eating chips out of her hair.

"And now, for our final nominee...after rigorous deliberation by the committee. The winner of this year's best actress and queen of the entertainment industry is......" I snapped out of it, rushing towards the sofa with a soft thump. I fixated my gaze on the screen, afraid that it would all be over if i blinked . "Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome on stage....Miss Irina Williams!!." - The hostess announced. The crowd cheered, applause ringing as i watched Irina walk up the aisle , a soft smile adorned on her soft features as she waved her hands gracefully. Her off- shouldered, red sequel dress sparkled under the lights. She looked absolutely stunning as the crowd adored her.

Her fragmented memory became sharper as she spoke, and soon an artist was sketching the face of the woman who had haunted her silence for twenty-six years. The plan was simple in design, impossible in weight. If tracking this nurse failed, if Dubai yielded no answers, we would make the search public. Announce the Harrison Heiress. Offer a prize for information. We would drag the shadows into the light if we had to. But I remained behind. Rowan had left me a task—meeting with Malum Sutton, whose proposals to merge with the Harrisons had been constant and insistent. Letters we ignored. Invitations we declined. Yet the Suttons persisted.

Heather decided to achieve her goal by taking a detour. “Finance,” the housekeeper said timidly. She finally recalled that Heather was none other than a genius in business; she had looked up the woman’s information and achievements before, but they were already long forgotten since it was quite some time ago. Nonetheless, she didn’t expect Heather to be standing in front of her right now.

Winnie agreed, “It would increase the risk of danger for her.” We walked the rest of the way in silence, watching Heather skip her way to the orphanage. When we got there, the manager of the orphanage approached us. I smiled, “Ms. Thornfield, this is Queen Winnie of the white witches. She has been working with Heather over the last couple days to control her magic.”

She forgot the journalists’ questions and grabbed my still‑healing arm. The wound reopened under her pull, and drops of blood fell to the floor. “Joseph, how could you be so despicable? You know Derek is innocent, yet you bribed reporters and hired online trolls. Do you want to ruin his reputation?” Her grip tightened around my wrist with great force. A sharp cracking sound followed. Pain washed over me, and a faint taste of blood filled my mouth. Derek pulled her away and acted generous. “Jaime, it’s alright. I believe Joseph wouldn’t do that.”

Heather then realized that her actions in the past had been too much. Madam Parker did not know what was going on and continued to talk about the incident. “It’s not only Sophia. Her daughter Serena is even worse! You know how she always seems to be flawless? Well, it happens that she’s a very vicious and evil person! I’m pretty sure that you didn’t even know that you were part of her schemes.” “What did she do?” “Remember the last time you were attacked on the internet?” Heather would never forget about it. All this while, she thought that Christina was the one behind it as she wanted to make her lose her dignity. What did this matter have to do with Serena?

Heather turned to look at the screen, her complexion instantly paling as she stood there, paralyzed by shock and fear. In the meantime, the audience whispered among themselves, their gazes toward her filled with contempt, judgment, mockery, and curiosity. They didn't even take the time to look at the photos on the screen, though, which clearly showed signs of being AI-generated. I hadn't even started to defend Heather when Sylvia suddenly stepped onto the stage and pointed her finger at me. "Have you lost your mind, Kayla? Heather is only 16 years old! How could you let her go after an old, married man like that?

Wilkins’s didn’t give me a response but I wasn’t in a hurry , I pulled the needle back before slamming it right on his thigh - so hard that his body arched “ you better not fuck with me Wilkins , because of you and your selfishness you have ruined enough lives and its time you pay back - so answer the damn question !” Finally , he nodded . Even though I had a sick suspicion after talking with Anna , I didn’t want to believe it . Now I had no idea whether I should pity Helena or not, I wanted to hate her but she too just like Mila , Bella and many others was a victim of Wilkins .

Willy raised his mouth in contempt. “She is the owner of the new Morgan Corporation. She is sure that she will win the contract. what an ironical situation. She doesn’t even qualify. “Heather laughed looking at Caroline disgustedly. “Don’t even dream of ever being shortlisted. I even wonder who the hell allowed her to enter this building? “Willy sneered as he gave her a once over look. Even though she resembled the other woman that Jack came with, he certainly developed a dislike for her.