Janice Litman Novels & Stories

She looked like a humble yet dignified lotus flower. "I am Sebastian Lim's personal assistant. We have met several times before." "Oh, yes! You are Tera, right!" Miss Jane exclaimed. The beautiful middle-aged woman poked Miss Jane , which was a very clear code. "Oh yes, let me introduce you. This is my future mother-in-law, Mrs. Cecile West. Ma'am, this is Tera, Sebastian Lim's PA, the owner of the Trust Group!"

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.

The room was quiet as everyone stared from her to the brave lady. "Introduce yourself," Lindsey said turning towards her. The lady smirked. "You are new here, so I think you should start with the introduction," She said making Lindsey scoff. Lindsey turned to Joyce who was seated left beside her as if directing the question to her. "She's ms Lilian, head of the team one department, in charge of fruit selection and refining," Joyce said. "Hmm, that's such a high-profiled job for you, don't you agree with me Ms. Lillian," Lindsey asked shifting her gaze to her. Ms. Lillian scoffed still staring deeply into Lindsey's eyes.

"I’m Julian Vane from Vane Capital. Just wanted to congratulate you. And Lilia... I’d love to hear more about your other business partner. The one who says you still owe him thirty thousand dollars from your 'entrepreneurial startup' last year?" Lilia froze. The emerald dress suddenly felt like a straightjacket.

She asks sweetly and I happily nod my head while Lucas just stares at her. “So to start with the most obvious one. No, I am not his sister, we just work together.” She answers and my eyes widen. “Oh god. Don’t tell me you work in IT.” I say as I remember Carter telling me his ex-used to work with him. “Oh, so you did tell her about Angela.” She teases Lucas and he just rolls his eyes, “No, I am not Angela, his ex and to put you at ease. I am happily married with a kid. Lucas and I are just coworkers. Well, I am his boss actually.”

She had initially come to bring Mark some food but she had not been prepared to hear such news. How could that bitch still be alive? And from what she heard; she might have been saved by the legendary alpha Ashton. On the day of the summit, she had been looking forward to seeing the only alpha, at the mention of his name, her heart thumped wildly. But not only had he not shown up, but it was his beta who came to give his half-hearted apology. Lily never imagined that the reason alpha Ashton had not shown up at the meeting was that he was busy tending to the woman, she despised the most.

“Of course, while we’re waiting, there’s no harm in getting to know each other . . . ” “Maraina is being courted by Salem Sotirios,” said Loretta, speaking quickly. I nodded, backing her up. “S-Salem Sotirios?” Mr. Pervis repeated, eyes widening, tapping his chewed-up nails against the arm of his chair. After a pause, his grin returned, but it was fainter now. “Well, isn’t that splendid?”

Mandy Zimmer did not know why Lilian Yates would ask about this, but she still nodded and replied, “Yeah! She’s back. Currently, she’s a general manager for a company in San Francisco!” “Halsey’s so talented!” Lilian was showing an expression full of admiration. “You should call and ask her to come to hang out in Buckwood. I’ll treat her to a meal when she gets here!” After her speech, she then left with utmost content. She knew that she could not convince Mandy anymore, but Halsey Lowe might have a different case.

I battle with the urge to release a long string of vile words that would make the devil himself proud to hear. “You have no idea what Janice is capable of and what people are willing to do for a measly couple of grand. People are struggling and Janice offering 10K. is quite generous. I’ve known her to pay someone 2K. to make a death look like an accident.” Davis says in a nonchalant tone, loosening the tie around his neck. Stuffing the small pile of paper back into the envelope, I place it inside my tote bag and cling to it like my life depends on it.