Novel & Cerita I'll Meet You There Heather Demetrios

He just knew Nathan was going to do something funny wirh her. Walking back to the chair, he slumped on it and closed his eyes for a moment. Part of him wanted to ditch everything and go to her but he knew he was needed here, he could not just leave here and go away when the fashion week was by the corner. His intercom began to ring and he picked it up before pressing it against his ear. “Hello” “Mr Xavier” it was his secretary, “Mrs Vanessa Hernandez is here to meet you” “Let her in” Xavier replied and ended the call while leaning back on his chair, he was so mad and how he wanted to hold Nathan by the neck and tell him to stay away from his woman.

But her moment of peace shattered when MaryAnne appeared, her face drawn with worry. “Did you give him the message?” Heather asked, her voice barely above a whisper. MaryAnne nodded, glancing around to make sure they were alone. “I managed to slip it to him,” she whispered. “But…” “But what?” Heather’s stomach twisted. “Talon sent a response.” MaryAnne pressed a folded note into Heather’s palm. With shaky fingers, she unfolded it, her heart pounding as she read the words: “Meet me tonight. Midnight. By the old greenhouse.”

I had woken up early. My heart still burned from the heat of s*x with Damon last night. My pups were sleeping peacefully beside me, their small chests were heaving up and down as if they had already grown into an Alpha. I kissed their heads softly and got up from the bed. Scarlett was waiting for me at the door. “Today we will find out the truth,” she whispered. “Even before Cassandra makes her move.” “Let us leave your twin pups with an old Omega woman who once owed my mother a favour.”

I pointed at the obscure camera tucked away in the corner of the room. Tammy’s expression went stiff as panic washed over her. Letting out a scoff, I pulled out my phone and dialed a number. “Hello, Mr. Sierra? I am Scarlett Smyth. Send the recording from VIP Ward 302. Yes, the last ten minutes. Yes, right now.” After hanging up, I turned my gaze to Tammy, who was dumbfounded. I said indifferently, “Oh, I should let you know that the Smyth Group holds a 51% stake in this private hospital. I’m the majority shareholder.

“Err. Not that I've heard of, but if he's seeing someone, wouldn't that information already be available online?” “True. It's just that he is—” Heather’s phone began to ring. “Oh. Excuse me.” She answered the phone. “Yes. Daddy, I've arrived at the hospital. I will be right there.” She hung up the phone and gave Emma a quick look. "We should talk later. I have a catalog with your contact information on it. I will give you a call then. Bye for now, Miss Facer.”

The man who had paid her so much money, the one she had never seen again—his name had been Killian. Could it be the same person? The chances were slim, but it was certainly possible. Heather's heart beat faster as she grabbed the card and headed out of the hotel. The meeting was about to begin when Heather arrived, and she walked into the room, feeling self-conscious and nervous. The room was filled with fashion executives, but one man stood out to her almost immediately. It was him. Killian.

I bit my lip. Heather looked at me, then back at Dean, "Who is she?" "Oh, sorry. Grace, meet Heather. Heather, my friend Grace." Dean introduced us. "Hi." She smiled at me. I simply waved. Heather sat on the bench, squeezing herself between Dean and I. "So Dean, how bout you take me back to your place?" She placed her hand on his chest. "Well, actually uh--" he looked at me. I shook my head and mouthed, "Go ahead."

The first time he was going to meet him was when they held the summit but Ashton had not shown up until the meeting came to an end. His beta had said that he was held up and thus the alphas’ meeting had been done without him although he was the highlight of the whole meeting. Mark was already an alpha and he had already marked Lily as his Luna. His attempt to look for Maya had been fruitless and he had forced himself to give up. All the traces had been cleared and no matter how he tried, he always came back empty-handed. His concern for Maya had made him almost end his relationship with Lily because she could not take it anymore.

Charlotte POV “We came here for dinner as far as I remember. I didn't know that I came here to have my wife drilled by the both of you.” Hayden said in a light tone, but I knew he wasn't joking. He seemed genuinely angry about anything that was happening. I quickly blinked back the tears that were threatening to spill from my eyes. “I'm Heather by the way,” his sister said, now plastering a smile on my face. “Disregard any information that my mom claims to have known about you.”

“Canceled? What do you mean, Dad?” With voice slightly raised, Dimitris replied, “I’ve had this conversation with Heather over and over again. I won’t be a party to her decision, Zeeb. I can’t support her marriage with the son of a traitor.” “Dimitris, be nice sometimes!” Lydia jumped in. “Heather is just a child, and Derrick shows her all the care.” But Dimitris’s sharp tone cut her off, his voice slightly raised. “I’m not yet finished, Lydia. Let me speak!” He retorted, his chair scraping against the floor as he sprang up. Just how sensitive was this topic to him? Spoiling the heirloom brunch.