Janine Carroll Novels & Stories

CHAPTER 76 ROBERT’S POV ~ She lowered her head in shame and despair, avoiding our gazes. With her heavily tear-streaked voice, she muttered, “My name is Carina Kay and I was hired by Scarlett Milson to kill Mr. Ronald Wilson on the 28th Of May, 2015.” ~ Gasps rippled like shockwaves in the room, the tension and suspense rising to the peak. “You…you mean Scarlett sent you to kill Grandpa?” Ginny asked with wide eyes, disoriented from shock.

Henry Hulbert withdrew his hand and moved the chair to sit down. Caraline and Diego took their seats. "It is my pleasure to meet you, Mr. Henry Hulbert," Caraline said, "I am Caraline Emilia Wattson." "You are perfect tonight. I even forgot to blink when I saw you." Henry Hulbert laughed slightly. "I've read some of your accomplishments over the years. You are truly a remarkable woman. While some women choose to stand idly by a man, you move forward fearlessly."

Something that has been stressing her day and night were now closer to landing into her hands. She was so happy, knowing that her puppet already had them. Carol was a canning skimming woman who will do anything in this world to get what she wanted. Her problem was getting the legal documents from Ivana, her first step was already done. Thinking about it brought Joy, happiness and a little contentment in her heart. Carol was so happy that went ahead to call her son so that she can share her happiness with him.

"Is that what you think? Let me tell you what I understand, Janine. I understand selfishness. You walked away from your daughter. You left her like she didn't matter. And now, because your life is falling apart, you suddenly want her back?" "That's not fair. I never meant to ruin our friendship," Janine said, her voice cracking. "But Carly... I can't have children anymore. I've had three miscarriages. The doctors said my uterus is too weak. Pregnancy isn't possible now. And my marriage is crumbling. John is open to adoption, and I thought maybe this was my one chance. Maybe I could finally be the mother I should have been."

The first and only time she saw her cry was when her mother died. "It's nothing, Hannah," Caitlyn answered and sniffed, wiping her face with the back of her palm. "I'm fine," She said and managed to force a smile. "Are you sure?" She asked out of pure concern. "Yes, Hannah. Thank you. What brings you here?" The lady sighed and stretched a file to her. "Mr. Bernard asked me to give this to you to review after typing." "Oh, the CARIA case?" She asked, taking the file from her.

She couldn't remember the last time she had wanted anything as much. By four-thirty, all of Jane's data had been collected. She and Caroline gave each other exuberant high fives. Now if Jane won the Nobel Prize, in her acceptance speech she'd definitely have to thank Caroline along with Grace Anderson. Caroline had helped her for four solid hours, even though her own project still wasn't finished. It was more than a lot of sisters would have done. "Hey, I have an idea," Caroline said. "Let's go outside and bounce some basketballs."

Jaselyn’s POV I sigh softly as I finish my nightly skincare routine, feeling the cool, soothing sensation of the moisturizer on my face. The routine is a small comfort, a moment of normalcy amidst the swirling emotions and events of the day. I take a deep breath, feeling a sense of satisfaction and calm wash over me. Carol had a wonderful day, and it feels like we’re making real progress in helping her heal. It makes me so happy.

Cindy said and Annabella listened with total interest "Gregor Campbell suddenly got the spotlight and was announced as the richest billionaire,that was after his company launched the first S phone,S1" Cindy explained "Wow,it must he really nice" Annabella muttered "Of course! Billions of people around the world never stopped talking about it,do you know how much S1 was sold at?" Cindy asked "How much?" Annabella asked "Three thousand dollars" Cindy said and her eyes widened "What?!!" Annabella screamed "It's not for the poor baby girl" Cindy laughed

Paityn said to Annie, “Let’s go with this one. We'll make sure Carol’s nursery is next to mine during renovation.” Annie took the materials back and replied, “Don’t worry, Ms. Paityn.” Although Annie was young, she was a veteran in the workplace. She crouched down and pulled a pack of brand-name chocolates from her briefcase. Then, she handed it to Carol while also patting her head. Annie truly envied Carol. Some people were just born into luxury. … At that moment, Paityn’s phone on the desk rang. When she looked at the caller, she saw that it was Annie's biological father calling—Jamie.