Novel & Cerita Ivy Queen Young

After greeting them she puts her head and eye on the floor as she didn't have any courage to look at the king and the queen. seeing the girl nervous Victoria smiles and said" hello little girl what's your name and how old are you? You are really very beautifu". " Your highness my name is Liya and I am 20 years old" the girl slowly replies. Victoria said" what a beautiful name. I heard that you are from country k". Liya nods her head.

She's good at hiding; even I can't find her. "By the way, we just received a package from Miss Queen. It's something for you!" The subordinate nervously handed over an envelope. Inside was a bank card, along with a note. [Ten million, for the trouble you've had fulfilling my needs over the past three years. Honestly, considering your skills, I really overpaid you!] Crack! The bank card snapped in half in his palm, and a storm brewed in his eyes. "Find her. Turn Vernon upside down if you have to. Get her here!"

"You’ve got flashy hands, I'll give you that. But out here in the real world, ego gets you crushed. You think you're untouchable because of a few headlines?" She skated closer, stopping inches from the boards where I stood. She tilted her chin up, her gaze steady, completely unbothered by my intimidation. "I don't think I'm untouchable, Coach Sterling. I KNOW I'm the best skater in this program. I am the Ice Queen. You can try to put me down all you want, but you can't deny what you saw today."

The older woman is showing her who has the power, and Yuelan, magnanimous, accords her the win. She stays on her knees, her expression devoid of any emotions as she waits to be told to get up. The Queen Mother sips her tea languidly, uncaring of the young woman kneeling before her. She can’t stand the young woman’s boldness, and worse of all, her beauty and youth make her jealous, not that she would ever admit it. Something has reached her ears that makes the young woman before her disgusting to her, and she wishes her son had listened to her when she told him not to marry the girl.

I lowered her to the floor and gave her a moment to find her balance before I let go completely. She was beautiful in an unconventional way. Exactly the kind of young woman the men came here to buy. She had flaming red hair and the most amazing violet eyes I had ever seen. She had a soft face and a cute, pouty little mouth, but she was way too thin for my liking. I punched the button for the basement and asked, “What’s your name?” As the lift started to glide downward. “Quinn,” she croaked. “Troy,” I replied, even though she already confirmed that she knew my identity.

She says with a sickly sweet smile. "It was great. Can you leave the table now?" I rudely say and she looks offended. Putting her hands on the table she pushes herself up and smiles sarcastically. "You'll be sorry. All of you assholes." She threatens and Eva rolls her eyes and mocks her by making a talking motion with her hand. "Who are you threatening?" I hear behind me to see Kera stand there with a pissed look on her face. "Ah. The future queen. How nice. I was just leaving." She says clapping her hands together.

When she saw it was an unfamiliar middle-aged woman, she asked, “Who are you?” Yelena replied, “I’m the nanny here.” Queenie felt even more unhappy to hear that. Eva Lane was a slut! She had bodyguards and a nanny now. When did she start enjoying the good life? Could she really be in a relationship with Mr. Young or Mr. Langley? That was impossible! Queenie could not accept this. After some thought, she decided to turn her attention to Yelena. She put on her sweetest smile and introduced herself, “I’m Eva’s younger sister. My name is Queenie Lane. I’m here to visit Eva today. How do you do?”

“Ol’ Wes, get in contact with our company’s keyboard army…” She had not finished speaking when someone grabbed her phone out of her hand. “What are you doing!?” Yvette glared at Quirinus. “Are you an idiot or what?” “Someone is bound to find out if we employ our company’s keyboard army.” Quirinus shifted in the chair he was sitting in as he calmly took a brand-new phone and passed it to her. “Use this phone and get in touch with a local keyboard army in A City.” “If anyone asks for your name, tell them you’re called Queenie Tate.”

As the clear and cold aura faded, his overall appearance became much gentler, and he became more eye-catching. "Uncle." Quiza followed and stood up, politely calling for people. Butch smiled benevolently and nodded, then said to Blake, "Blake, this is your Uncle Lee’s youngest daughter, Quiza. She is already a doctoral student at Cambridge University at the age of twenty-four. Your Uncle has a good daughter. " "Not at all." Mr. Lee could not conceal the complacency in his smile.

In Queen's Mansion "Mom, I want daddy." A lovely girl suddenly said, Queen looked up from her laptop. She was checking her project. She looks at her six-year-old daughter Kiya who has a big pout on her chubby lips. She blinks her green watery eyes. She can manipulate people using her green eyes and sweet voice. It is the first time the Queen's second daughter, Kiya, has mentioned her father. "Why did you need Daddy all of a sudden?" Queen asked in confusion.