Janet Palacios Novels & Stories

“Mr Sanchez was just about to tell you about it when you rushed out. Guess you heard the confession in the voice note already.” “What voice note?” I asked, sharply. Obviously confused. “Oh” she threw me a resigned look before fumbling around her cellphone and a recording played out. My ears were perked up in sheer attentiveness. “Hi. H_hello. My name is Janet. Janet Hales. And a_and I want to make a confession. Some days ago, Vienne Reyes got accused of sneaking in cheat papers for examination malpractice. I'm clarifying that the whole deed was done by me. I_I planted the papers in her bag just to get her implicated.You might be wondering why I did that but I'd tell why since I might eventua

Janet the second child was at the mansion and she had her two children who were twins with her and her husband was also there with her. Jack and his fiancée were also at the house and the widow Jacqueline was spending her money like crazy but she was happy. Everyone was present so the house was filled with so much laughter, warmth, and happiness. After getting to know Juan, the whole family was very welcoming to Juan and Juan spent a great time with the ladies. Janet wasn’t a talkative woman but more scholarly, she was a professor at Julian’s university so she spent most of her time reading. Juan had to spend her time with Rita who shared her great experiences in how to keep a man with her.

"And whatever you find, whatever this becomes, I want you to know that I am sorry. For the months I let it sit. For every week of your marriage that I could have ended sooner if I had been braver earlier." I looked up at him. The bare trees behind him. The grey sky. "You're here now," I said. He nodded once. Then he walked away along the reservoir path and did not look back and I sat on the cold bench alone and let out a breath I had been holding for what felt like the entire conversation. I pulled out my phone. Opened a message to Sofia. Janet Yuen. Former nurse, Saint Anthony's. Left approximately four months post-gala admission. Believed to be in Connecticut. Find her.

Given that she was on friendly terms with Rebecca, why had Rebecca not told her the truth? “You must be panicking, right? You probably didn’t expect that you’ll lose the position of chairwoman when you’ve just begun to enjoy it.” Janet smiled complacently and then turned to look at the handsome Shaun. “Mr. Hill, I advise you to stay away from her so that you won’t be dragged into this mess.” Shaun raised his eyebrows indifferently Janet assumed that her words had aroused his interest, so she immediately said, “Willie’s great assistant is a relative of mine. If you come and ask me for help, I’ll certainly lend you a hand.”

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

She looked at me with eagerness in her eyes. "Okay, you give directions while I drive." I said and zoomed off. In no time we were standing at the front of 'pizza palace' . It looked modern enough. We got down from the car and Janet led the way inside. It looks like she was a regular customer cause immediately she entered she was greeted by an old woman who I suppose is the owner of this place. The place was almost empty, only few people were present. "What would you like to order?" A young girl about the age of seventeen asked grinning.

Just as Mrs Jones was about to speak in protest, Janet looked around and she was filled with excitement when she said, “Look at Elijah’s mum!” “Yes…in the front seat.” Janet rolled her eyes at her mum’s remark and hurriedly rushed towards Mrs Martinez who was seated elegantly, conversing with one of the most famous retired fashion icons in the world, D’ Mangelo, and to her left was Cece Ferris renowned fashion critic who was the star of the Early Morning Fashion show. “Mrs Martinez, Hi.” Janet greeted with a huge smile on her face. Mrs Martinez looked at her from head to toe through the large dark glasses on her eyes, and was filled with instant disappointment.

"Riverside Marketing Solutions, this is Janet." "Janet, it's Marcus Webb. I have a favor to ask," I said, lowering my tone. "Marcus!" she exclaimed, warmth in her voice. "How are you? It's been what, five years?" "Six. Since the veterans' job fair," I corrected, a faint smile tugging at my lips. Janet had been an Army communications specialist before starting her own firm. She hired people others wouldn't touch former addicts, ex-cons, anyone who needed a second chance.

"Say, have you seen how Janet sent four people to Michael today?" "I barely noticed anything else but the numbers in front of me", I laughed. "She did that?" "Yep. They all got a warning from Michael", Jess shook her head. "I think Janet gets off from getting people into trouble. I can't explain it how else she has been doing this for 25 years." "That long?", I asked surprised. "Yes. She worked for Michael's mother before then got moved to us." I leaned forward. "Michael's mother?"