Novel & Cerita Iris: The Lady And Her Smartphone

Stealing one last glance of her sleeping face, I made my way out, closed the door with caution and left the room silently. [ IRIS'S POV ] I had no idea for how long I was sleeping deeply. My phone started ringing, pierced my eardrums and made a loud annoying ringtone. I streched out my arm groggily and answered the phone. From the other end, his cold voice came with a grunt, " IRIS MICHAEL!!! What did I order you about tonight?"

Easton’s POV. Iris sitting in the co-pilot seat looking out the window with air pods on her ears. The back seat and trunk are all her luggage, people who don’t know will one hundred percent believe she is planning to settle in LA. ”I know it’s a good news just too sudden, I haven’t prepare for anything.”She is talking on the phone, it should be Sherry”I expected to meet you this morning.” "Then murder me in LA." She chuckles then suddenly turns her head glance on me then turned around quickly, lower her voice, "Yes, I don't want to but I couldn’t say no to papa..."

Since she couldn't do anything about it, she allowed herself to go on about her messy life. One fine evening, Iris returned after hours of buying groceries. She had barely put the key in the lock when her phone rang. At first, she decided to ignore it and call back once she was free, but the caller ID changed her mind and she picked it up exasperated, "Do you have any idea how worried you have made us all, Carl?"

“They know better than to disobey my orders in my absence.” I quickly glanced over the other cams in a rush, when I saw Phil driving in on one of them. When he had parked correctly, he got done and rushed to open the door for her. My right hand supported my chin as I stared intently at the live footage. Iris came out gracefully legs first, she did not disappoint in dressing at usual. She has a straight cut gown on and paired it with a matching cardigan. As expected, she had a work bag that had her laptop and other things in it.

Her brother warned from behind but the lady just raised a hand to silence him before looking back at her. “There is a connection between the both of you, want him enough to come down here and then reject him to his face.” “Wha…what!?” She looked at the lady in front of her like she had suddenly grown an extra eye right in her forehead. “Open up enough to make him feel you and lure him down here, then reject him to his face.” “Then what?” She managed to ask, licking off the blood by the side of her torn lips. “We'll help you get out of here.” Iris responded before getting to her feet. “But for tonight, there will be no food for you.”

A woman appears on the screen. She’s young. Younger than me. Dark hair pulled back, eyes too calm for someone about to be seen by the entire city. She’s standing somewhere high, wind pulling at her coat, lights behind her like stars fallen too close. She looks straight into the camera. “Hello,” she says. Her voice carries perfectly. No distortion. No echo. “My name is Iris Vale.” Eli sucks in a breath. “That’s not possible.” I glance at him. “You know her.”

All of this made her solitary rebellion against his orders all that more astonishing, made her private defiance nothing short of miraculous. So for six months Iris had carefully watched her sisters and seen their dreamy, zombie-like calm as they floated around doing their chores without protest or even a flicker of independent thought and Iris had copied them perfectly. Outside, she was a silent, dutiful woman-servant; inside, she was scheming feverishly and wishing death on every man who crossed her path.

I didn’t have to trust her in order to give her a few tidbits now and then. “It’s a deal,” I said and reached out to shake her gnarled hand. “Shit!” I was back in the Taurus rapidly tapping the screen of my iPhone when a large, angry-sounding bumblebee flew in my window. I swiveled my head from side to side, trying to get a fix on where it had landed when Gail answered her phone. “Hey, Jess. What’s up?”

After making sure that Sera was unconscious, Iris threw the pestle on the ground and took out her cell phone from her pocket, then made a phone call. "All done" And then disconnect the phone During the entire action, Iris's cold face did not change at all. That's how people are, just show a little pity, they will not hesitate to forgive, even choose to believe, that's why they are deceived. So stupid.

, the woman in front of the dresser smiled, hugging Iris, the one who had walked in. “You're welcome Ariana, anything for my famous supermodel”, Iris chuckled. “Can you let me go now, I can't breathe”, Iris added. “Oops! Sorry”, Ariana said with an apologetic smile. “I'll go use the restroom”, Iris informed. “Sure”, Ariana nodded, her mind focused on her phone, switching it on. “How much she missed her phone. Time to find out what has been going on at home”, she thought eagerly. Checking her unread messages when a certain post caught her eyes, causing her to frown.