Janine Carroll Novels & Stories

Also another proof that Andrew was wrong about Carla. “Friends…” Called Carla at the smiling people. “Meet my cousin, Doctor Lila Phillips.” “A doctor…” The curly-haired woman smiled at Lila. She was standing not far from the door, striding toward the door then stretching her hand. “No wonder Carla is so good in helping our script writer as well as perfecting our performance. Turns out, her brilliant gene is in the family.” Taking her hand, Lila’s look was between grimacing and smiling. Feeling awkward because of Carla’s exaggerated introduction of her. For a few minutes they exchanged polite pleasantries with the people in the room.

Ananas was currently using the bag she was carrying. "I delivered it, but who is that woman named Carol?" "You mean Carol White? She's the owner of that boutique. What's wrong with Carol?" "No, I'm not. I just wanted to ask about Uncle Douglas. Did you guys tell him about me rejecting omega pheromones?" Tristan shifted his conversation to Ananas. For a few seconds, Ananas and Gabriel looked at each other even as they looked like they were both trying to find an answer to the question asked by Tristan.

His eyes scanned the headlines absently until one caught his attention: "Daughter Takes Over Father’s Legacy: Evelyn Carter Named CEO of StarLink." His coffee cup froze halfway to his lips as he stared at the article. There, right below the headline, was a picture of Evelyn. She looked poised, confident, and radiant in a tailored suit, her hair swept back in a sleek updo. The caption beneath the photo read: Evelyn Carter, daughter of the late Robert Carter, steps into her father’s shoes as the new CEO of StarLink.

Dillbert, Caroline would handle it herself. "Are you sick?" Jasmine asked with a worried face. Caroline nodded, her heart hurt so much that she didn't know what to do. it felt like she wanted to disappear from this world, but there was an innocent fetus growing inside her. "Yes, I'll take it now." Jasmine took back the folder she had put on Caroline's table, then walked to Dillbert's office to deliver the folder. Caroline could only let out a heavy sigh as she watched Jasmine enter her favorite room, but not anymore since she came out this morning.

Janet said and the corner of her mouth hooked into a grim plus confident smile. To Janet, a young girl, who is only 19 years old, Cario is dependent, skeptical, and scornful. In terms of IQ, Janet is different from normal people. Since young, she has been meticulous and well-deployed. When he became the head of the family, it was also because of Janet, and she even helped him to maintain his position in the Zelasco family. He had been hiding Janet so well that even Lillian didn’t know that such a person existed.

Perhaps if my limbs were working well, I would have danced and thrown leaves into the air. "Why did you do that?" I question Cal, as he clambers out after me, kicking the trap door that once concealed me closed. He turns, looking at me. In the light, he is so much more handsome. But something painful and deep set lies within his gaze, and I feel mildly sorry for whoever the woman is that has to crack him. That's why I decide not to question him on who he is. "It's my job. What my boss says, goes." "Who's your boss? Grayson?"

Carla was unhappy, no it was enough to say she was angry. He said it was okay? What kind of a stupid answer was that! Does he know who she was? She was Carla Jones the goddess of all size 4 outfits. No matter what style, color, or design it was, she could sport it perfectly as long as it was that magical size and he said it o…kay?

This was what she had hoped for—an awakening for Lily, a chance to embrace the intimacy she craved. “Come on, that’s it, just let go,” Janine whispered to herself, feeling a mixture of pride and intrigue. In her heart, she congratulated herself on a job well done, knowing that her encouragement had nudged Lily towards this moment. She had wanted Lily to explore her desires, to discover the depths of her relationship with Andrew. As she listened to the crescendo of passion echoing through the walls, Janine allowed herself a small smile, feeling like a secret architect of their shared journey.

Carter's office was. Carter was already preparing for the arrival of Merry Smith. Sam Jardin had given him the news. Jace could hear Merry's footsteps from the sound of stilettos tapping on the parquet that covered the floor. "Mrs. Merry Smith, good morning. Is there anything I can help you with?" one of J. Carter's assistants asked, greeting and stood in the way. She was a junior assistant under Paul's supervision, named Nana. "Get out of the way! I need to speak to J. Carter right now on urgent business," said Merry Smith arrogantly and impatiently.

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.”