Janet Palacios Novels & Stories

Then, all of a sudden, it hit me! “Janet is involved with this!” I exclaimed out loud. “What do you mean Janet? Your step sister? The one who can barely stand on her own two legs? Didn’t she just come out of the hospital and was left stranded at a motel?” “Yes, I know all of that but Janet is not one to give up so easily. In fact, if there’s anything I have learnt from her lately, it I s that she is the most cunning and devious bitch I know. She wouldn’t give up until the very end. I mean, just think about it. She lost her marriage, her baby and her new lover was brutalized by Lazar! She wouldn’t go down without a fight.”

After Carol left, I approached Janet. "Janet, Will's suspension is only temporary. Once things are cleared up tomorrow, I'll help you get reinstated as soon as possible." "Thank you for standing up for me earlier. I don't even know your name yet." "I'm Shelia. Let's exchange phone numbers so we can keep in touch tomorrow." Janet had a gentle voice and looked about 20. Her short brown hair had a playful streak of pink, and her nose was dotted with freckles. She had slight buck teeth, but there was a natural sexiness about her.

She leaned in to take a glance,her jaw dropped and her expression turned livid. "Who the hell sent this?!". "Believe me, you really don't want to know." - I rolled my eyes at her expression. "Why did you suddenly come over and that too...... without as much as a call?". Rachel returned back to her original position, her daintly manicured fingers patting her white top as she regained her former demeanor. "As agreed, Anne sent over the personal assistant. Her name is Bennett and she's currently an intern at the agency."- she paused.

“She still looks like a kid. I just can’t be interested.” Allen gave him a bemused smile. “Do you even know what Janet has done because of your ‘no interest’?” “What do you mean?” Allen pulled out his phone and showed him a few pictures of Janet. Her new look was bold and provocative, with red lips and dramatic makeup—nothing like the innocent girl in a princess dress he remembered. Jackson was taken aback. “This… This is Janet?” Allen nodded, his phone buzzing with a call. “Think about the engagement seriously. I have to take this call.”

In the office, Smith couldn't shake off what he had seen earlier from his head. Still smiling. "I've never seen her smile before, and the way she dances…" he said to himself, then caught himself. "No, man. Come off it," he said. "She's not your class or your status. Be focused. She's just a janitor, nothing more," he said to himself again. To distract himself, he turned to his laptop and began typing, the sound of the keyboard filling the quiet office.

I had spent the night convincing myself that I was being paranoid, that the woman’s voice I heard was my ears playing tricks. "Did he say where?" I ask, my voice trembling. "No, ma'am. He just said he’d be unavailable for the day." I take a breath, trying to steady the frantic thudding of my heart. "And Kristen? Is she in? I need to speak with her regarding the firm’s charity gala." Janet’s expression shifts. A flicker of something crosses her face, . "Ms. Hayes left work early yesterday afternoon, Elena. She hasn't come in today either. She’s... also working remotely."

she asked lightly. I stepped closer. “So how did you get invited?” “Peter was invited. He couldn’t make it, so I came instead,” she said calmly. “They support the foundation. I’m working for them now.” That answer surprised me more than I expected. “You work with them?” Janet gave me a small, unreadable look. “You’d be surprised what I’ve been doing.” There was no arrogance in her tone. Just quiet fact. I studied her for a moment. “You seem… different.”

Lisa asked, wanting to know more about her 'love rival' and better prepare herself for the battle. "Have you heard of the Pacific Property and Hart family? I'm the CEO's daughter, Janet Hart. The White family has chosen me as Terry's marriage partner. Soon, I'll be engaged to Terry and get married to him. You should know your place and what's good for you. You'd better leave and not embarrass yourself later," Janet said, raising her chin arrogantly.

My heart hammered loudly in my chest, my mind clouded with unsettling thoughts, scanning the car again for a way out. “Joan, stay away from him,” I shouted. Allen smiled, bringing the phone to Joan. “Hey, love,” he smiled. Joan turned to him and pulled him into a kiss. “Hey sweetie,” she smiled, turning to the phone. “He is still alive?” “Joan,” I called, my mouth fell open in shock, I can't believe could do this to me. “Joan, why?” She shrugged. “I guess, two billion dollars net worth, that you left for your son,” she laughed.

Jason encouraged, but Janet declined. “Not having to give myself away to every man who pays a thousand dollars. I don’t have time to talk to anyone. I’m going to be pretty busy dealing with Dan and Wilson’s shit.” Janet lamented. “You should at least take a chance, maybe he will be cool with that.” Alyssa encouraged her as well, looking over at the police officer. Janet shook her head. “Not you too.”