James Goldstein Girlfriend Novels & Stories

Esther: “…” She hadn’t thought about it until now — she was wearing thin, see-through pajamas, awkwardly hiding behind Evander. James, who’d been furious, burst out laughing at that. “What are you talking about? I have a girlfriend. Why would I care about her?” “That’s not necessarily true!” Evander had the butler bring down that trench coat while he looked coldly at James and said, “With the way those two look, anyone with eyes can see who’s better-looking.”

Cleo assured her boyfriend in the most comforing and realistic way: by telling him that Gold is not interested in girls. Gold never acted like one. Andrei suspects that the golden boy is still in denial, although it's hard not to conclude that he's not straight especially when the golden boy is literally the only successful artist who hasn't brought a girl to his apartment yet. Not even once. The only girls who have been in his penthouse are Jasmine and Cleo. "Although I'm starting to doubt my relationship with her." Andrei creases his forehead as he sits on the bed, just beside Gold. "She didn't even bother to tell me that she picked you up. Dude, I legit lost my mind for two hours looking

OMNISCIENT POV. A WEEK LATER. thenigerianpaparazzi Who's back with the tea of this our beautiful couple, well me.. In Ghana, I saw Faith, James'ex girl, leaving his room in complete disdain so I was a bit disappointed. Like I saw him chase her out like fly.. lol. But at the Knorr Chicken Cubes competition, we all witnessed undeniable chemistry between our favorite boss bitch chef, Hilda with our handsome millionaire chef, James.

"Her name is Thea Callahan. She said she's a representative of Gold Fashion." The name immediately brought something to mind. Thea Callahan. I remembered her brief encounter at the restaurant a while back, the woman who had come with James, Emma's ex-fiancé. At the time, I hadn't paid much attention to her, but she had certainly seemed fascinated by our introduction, even more so than was reasonable under the circumstances. However, since she was a representative of Gold Fashion, an important partner in our business partnership, I had to be professional. "Okay, let her in," I said, pushing aside my personal concerns. My focus was on business now.

Jameson introduced, and got a glare in return. Candy gave her a light bow. "Hi, I'm Candy. Nice to meet you," she greeted. Yazmine gasped when she heard the name. "Candy? Oh God, Jameson brought his girlfriend to work," Yazmine clasped her hands. "Ah geez," Jameson pinched the bridge of his nose. "Girlfriend? Oh, James and I are not together." "Why not? He seems to like you," Yazmine pouted. "Yazmine! I never said that," Jameson exclaimed.

"Yes, woman! Baron Goldman!" The pain in James's face grew worse the more he spoke. He cried out, grimacing. "Calm down. I'll take care of it while you talk," Dorothea said, wincing as she tended to him. "Are you sure about this? Mr. Goldman is one of the most powerful men in Astergrad. Why would he act like that toward some random kid?" "I don't know, and I can't explain it either," James muttered. His voice trembled. "But if that guy turns out to be a VVIP, we're finished. We've already pissed him off."

she said casually, her voice filled with arrogance. Edward was speechless, taken aback. This was the first time someone had challenged him, and it’s a provincial girl at that. Besides, his godfather was Mr. Gold, the owner of La Cresta. He knew that Mr. Gold was infertile and had no children, so there’s no doubt in his mind that the woman was lying. "Oh, so you're the owner's daughter?" Edward asked, testing her to see if she would keep lying. Shiela smiled confidently before answering. "Yes, I'm the owner's daughter. You lost your swagger, didn't you? Your tail is between your legs?"

"How dare you hurt Bianca when she was just concerned for your mom? I hope that kick will serve as a lesson to you. I won't let you off the hook that easily if you hurt Bianca again." Powering through the pain, I looked up at James and retorted, "I'm your actual girlfriend, James! Why do you keep taking Bianca's side time and time again?" The Tipps family was extremely wealthy. There was nothing that James could gain by currying favor with Bianca. On top of that, an actual rich person would easily be able to see through Bianca's flimsy persona of an heiress. James burst into mocking laughter as if he had just heard a hilarious joke. "My girlfriend? Stop being delusional, Anna. You're nothing

"Are you insinuating something here, James?" James outright raised his arms in surrender. "Not at all, dude. I’m just relaying the information I've gotten. As per reports, it would seem that he is only in love with your wife. He does not play around; he has no side hustles, and even if the relationship between them ended, he never stopped caring for her."