Helena Adams Mga Nobela at Kwento

Mary Redferne I didn’t sleep well, firstly because I am not in my bed, and secondly, because that kiss messed me up. I couldn’t stop thinking about Joseph Lachlan. My mom is a big fan of his mother as she is one of the few women who smashed through the patriarchy and built a business for herself. My mother loves Joseph a lot too; she says he is a good person, which is a rare thing nowadays. Obviously, she never met them, but she reads a lot of articles about them.

I watch the woman my brothers tell me I loved. The One. That’s what my journal tells me. Lillian Blackwood is my one. The problem is I can’t remember her. Not a single thing. All the descriptions I wrote about her don’t do her justice. Even while I watch her breakdown. While I watch my brother comforts her, over a dog named Benny. She’s still incredibly beautiful. “Are you willing to let that go?” Dylan asks as he watches the commotion in front of us.

I walked to the driver and smiled. “Caren Inc please” I slipped into the car and he drove off. Caren Inc was a large office building, it wasn’t so popular but I already felt a homy feeling around it. I stepped out of the car and walked into the building. I headed straight for the receptionist, a tall blonde woman with huge spectacles. Her tag said Mrs. Helen Mayer. “hey, I’m Camila Santiago and I applied for a job here” she glanced through some files and smiles.

I scooted closer to her,my voice husky even though I knew the guards outside couldn’t hear us. “Yes,”she answered firmly. “Adams Archer is a wicked man,I have seen what he did to the other girls before you.I would have resigned and left the mansion ever since,but I have nowhere to go to and he might kill the rest of my family members”Hearing what she said triggered quick disturbing thoughts in me. I took a moment to breathe in as my heart swelled. “I'm sorry for how I behaved in the morning, I was afraid and needed time to come up with a plan”.she apologized.

Looking back, I realized they must have seen Casey’s selfish, heartless nature before I did—and cut their losses early. Helena, in a sleek black dress, approached me with a dainty smile, looking me up and down. “You’re really thrifty, Mrs. Lewis,” she cooed. “No wonder Mr. Lewis always keeps you hidden. It must be nice having such a practical wife, someone who knows how to save and take care of the family,” she added, toying with the necklace around her neck—a designer piece worth nearly $300,000, something she couldn’t afford on her salary alone.

Their sudden wealth made them even more arrogant, and their inflated self-esteem and pride would be satisfied even more when they received praise from others when going out with women with outstanding appearances. Helena was actually a beautiful woman, but she had a rigid personality and was a bit old-fashioned. As she was a primary school teacher, she did not usually dress up much, so she naturally could not be compared to Melanie, who was only fixated on putting on makeup and dressing up all day long. When Helena saw that the call was from Barry, she said faintly, “Answer the call.”

“Hold on, okay? Hold on.” Not now, not now. Tears flowed from her eyes, she can't die just like that. Just when they knew the truth. Everybody went silent. They gathered around the priestess of Virsathen and the great elf witch. “There’s no need.” The witch held onto Inwë’s hand to stop her. “I have already finished the Creator’s task for me. I finally found you, the witch heiress and my niece. I know Estelel is happy, wherever she maybe. Her soul can now be freed from the Virsathen. I may now rest my soul.”

Jean asked, almost crying but I didn’t mind her because I am serious about cleaning them and I don’t have time for their drama. I looked at her and answered, “I freed you from your pains and sufferings.” “No, you didn’t,” She said “I have kids, Helena; they need me”, She cried. “Don’t worry, they will forget about you”, I answered and looked straight into her eyes. “Probably by now, they already have a new mom”, I added pertaining to her husband’s mistress. “You are evil!” She shouted, but I didn’t mind her.

Depositors name: Mary Madison Evans. Wait … Why. What is this? I’m confused. I know this, but I don’t want to believe it. Why did someone deposit a big money? And it cost 500 million United States Dollars?! //WyByCa

HELENA’S POV “I am Helena Blake, wife of Adrian Blake, the billionaire CEO,” I said to myself, convincing myself that Adrian was still head over heels for me. Fucking hell. How can I even tell myself that when a bitch is spending all the money I’m supposed to be spending? All the money Daniel and I stole is almost finished. I just don’t get why we have to wait this long to bring Adrian down and get all that money to ourselves. I can’t even remember the last time I bought a designer bag or clothes. Meanwhile, that bitch wears designers—she is fucking living my life.