Helga G Pataki Hey Arnold Novels & Stories

She asked. Helga took something from her bag. “Here.” She said as she revealed two tickets. Patrice looked at the ticket. “What are those?” She asked. “Tickets. Tickets to wealth.” Helga said. With that, Patrice’s ears perked up. “What about that?” she asked. Helga smiled. “Well, you just have to tutor one of the seven hottest guys in the city.” She said. Patrice shook her head suddenly. “Aish. I don’t want to. Even if I am suspended for a month right now, I am not going to tutor a guy.” She said as she sat back.

No, I was the overachieving eighteen-year-old trying to pull off being the personal assistant to one of the biggest dickheads in the history of dickheads. My dad truly did have everything planned out for the day of my interview. He paid every person attending to leave, which left me as the only option to be chosen. Gunnar wasn't all too happy with that. My interview went to shit as well. It was one thing practicing in front of my father and a completely different thing when in front of Gunnar Astor. He wasn't only a brooding, arrogant, billionaire CEO but he was also handsome to the point he could probably be a God.

All this chaos just to catch him. Jethro had already started the helicopter engine—parked there for days in anticipation. As the hatch opened, Aron stepped in with Hilda still unconscious in his arms. He smirked when he saw Arthur standing on the landing, face twisted in rage. “You dumbass,” Aron muttered. That was when he realized—Art was Arthur Cage Nicastro. “Let’s not meet again, Dad,” Aron said coldly and signaled Jethro to take off. No one dared shoot. Not with Hilda aboard.

Bruce Harry thought. "Wow! What a handsome man this billionaire is, indeed this is Indisputably Ella's father, but they will never meet, as from now on, he is the father of my precious child, Miranda," Helga thought. "Hi, good day to you," Bruce Harry greeted them sweetly. "Good day," Helga replied without looking at him. She then pretended to be extremely angry.

Charlotte said as she dressed up. Come out everyone! Exclaimed Mrs. Gray it’s times for brunch. Everyone stepped out and they all looked so good. Mr. Gray saw Arnold and recognized him immediately. He said. Oh! Arnold you are back in the country. I’m really sorry about your parents accident. But I’m sure your get the weekly allowance right. Yes sir I do. Besides is Miss Charlotte your daughter? Arnold asked. Yes she is, Mr Gray replied. Charlotte this is Arnold the little boy in the picture with you and Hillary on your 5th birthday. His father was a very good friend of mine. Mr Gray introduced. What a coincidence.

I wouldn't believe they still had this much power over me after Mom and I moved to another city. "Xavier, you really have no shame, do you? So now you're officially mooching off some rich woman?" I'd just finished paying at the kiosk when I turned to see Helga, her face flushed with anger. I gave her a cold look. "What's your issue now?" Then, I stepped around her and walked off. Helga grabbed me and held on tight. "Who would've thought that even with your face ruined, your hands crippled, and your piano career over, that old hag Maeve would still throw over a million dollars at you? You really are a pro at sweet-talking women!"

she hissed and Arom’s eyes hardened as he clutched his hand throbbing in pain. Helena continued coldly, “Today, You are standing in front of Helena Perez, Her mother's daughter. A mother whose baby you all killed with your planning,” She sneered. “Today you are standing in front of Helena who is Evan Conon Hemsworth’s woman and who will bring all of your downfalls!” Rita fisted her hand tightly and lied again, “Helena we are not your enemies. We are family, dear. The man you are calling leech is your father and…”

“Leonard, darling!” A woman in a navy-blue gown stepped into their path, her smile wide and practiced. “You didn’t introduce your wife earlier. I was dying of curiosity.” Leonard nodded curtly. “Aruna, this is Mrs. Helena Frost.” Aruna inclined her head. “Nice to meet you.” Helena took Aruna’s hand but didn’t release it immediately. “So,” Helena said lightly, “what family do you come from, dear?” Aruna met her gaze. “My own.”

“This stupid fool…” Arnold’s voice came out low and dangerous as he stared at the invitation in his hand. The paper crumpled slightly beneath his grip. It was an invitation from the Hellfire Pack. A celebration for Eugene’s firstborn son. Another grand gathering. Another public show. Another excuse for Eugene to drag Irene back into his sight. Arnold’s jaw tightened further when he reached the final part of the letter. Eugene planned to give Irene the necklace during the celebration itself.

I greeted as I approached, waving awkwardly with a smile plastered on my face. Carolina beamed and gestured toward me. “I want you all to meet Lady Natasha, the King's cousin,” she said, glancing at them before turning back to me. “And I'd like you to meet Georgia, Aurora, and Valeriia. Aurora and Georgia were both my and Kael's classmates back in college, and they’re both Alphas. Valeriia here is the mate of Alpha Riley’s Beta.” My eyes widened slightly as I let my gaze linger on them, as if I were taking them all in. In truth, I wanted nothing more than to leave and be on my way, but I didn’t want to be rude to the Luna of the pack.