Novel & Cerita Jem Carstairs

she said and ran out of her room heading downstairs towards the parking lot, Emily stop frozen on the spot, her heart felt numb from what she heard from the girl, but she supressed it and went back into her room with a neutral face, no one knew what she was thinking. Charlotte started her car and started humming a song happily as she drove away, she has already made up the scene inside her head how her mom would rush to the Lumeré mansion and ask that toadhead Cillian to marry her immediately, she giggled again as her car head out from the street road to the main road, but as she wanted to speed up a black car in a very fast speed accelerated towards her towards the driver door were she was

The dark, deserted alley became bright when a Rolls-Royce, escorted by several Lamborghinis, stopped before a shabbily dressed man. A well-built man in a black suit stepped carefully out of the lead car. He escorted a beautiful woman out of the Rolls-Royce. The woman scanned her surroundings, her gaze falling on a shabbily dressed young man behind her. That man was none other than Gama. Full name: Gama Immanuel Featherston, the grandson of E'Ador's wealthiest noble, Featherston Grub.

there was a note on the bed, Jemi picked it up and read aloud "clean up, I'll be back soon, xoxo, what the hell is xoxo?" she was off to the bathroom, scrubbing more than needed. thirty minutes later, after she was done and waiting, she heard a car morning outside, Jemi gingerly walked to the terrace, only to see Emma in a blue BMW hitting the horn Like a mad woman with music blaring loud, it reminded Jemi of the circus. "hey sicko, wanna ride?" she horned twice for effect. Jemi locked the house door and walked to the car, the small smile not leaving her face "who did you rob?" she asked when she reached her

Even though she had never seen the car, there was something strange, and Grace felt the curiosity of the owner of the car. Mr.Charmond cleared his throat at Grace's very serious expression, his fear began to cover his whole body. It would be dangerous if Grace realized that the car that had just arrived was Mr. Emeron's car.The figure of the man she had wanted to meet at the restaurant but failed, Mr. Charmond did not want his efforts to block Grace's journey earlier to fail when she met Mr. Emeron at the company that Grace was after when she could meet her father. Ever since Grace met herself in front of Mr. Emeron's company, actually he was very surprised. But he tried to be calm so as not

she teased. Lucas chuckled. “She’s not wrong.” Damion slid into the car, adjusting the seat. “Home, Leonard.” “Yes, sir.” As the car moved through the city, Carmela stared out the window, her fingers curled over Damion’s. He didn’t let go. The mansion hadn’t changed. The staff had kept it polished and clean, as if waiting for a ghost to return. But when Damion stepped in, it didn’t feel haunted anymore. It felt warm.

Charlotte would never forgive you if you don't! The voice of reason shouted as he pulled up the driveway. He knew the voice was right so, he headed inside silently starting to remove all evidence of the memories he cherished and had now tarnished. Charlotte had arrived a couple of minutes early to her appointment with Mr Stern to view the big country house that stood towering over her. As she looked around through the window of her car on the big open spaces, she loved it.

“I will get you; you can’t hide forever.” Jazz stays motionless while wondering what the hell happened to Eva. She wasn’t a pleasant person growing up but she somehow has changed drastically. She can hear her cousin running past the tearoom but she didn’t move. “Where the fuck is you Jazz.” “Hello Jack,” Carly King looked up at the man who stood in front of her. She slowly studied his profile, hair short and styled to perfection. A slight unshaven face, this makes him sexy as hell. The grey suit and white crisp shirt make him looks like the billionaire he was.

When Jessica got out of the car, she saw a Rolls-Royce parked at the door. Judging by its license plate, it was John's car. The members of the Sus also came... Jessica frowned tightly and her heart sank a little. The Fergusons' old house was quiet all year round. Even though there was a garden master who took care of it, the big house still had a lifeless atmosphere. When she walked in at this time, she felt even colder.

Chapter 13: The dinner party (ii) IVY’S POV “That must be our driver,” Charlotte said, smiling Ivy and Charlotte went outside and their heels clicked on the floor. They were wearing matching butterfly silver heels. Charlotte almost squealed as she subtly poked Ivy excessively in her side as she saw the car they would be going in. It was a BMW M8. “Ouch, Char, it hurts,” Ivy groaned “Ivy, pinch me, I think I'm dreaming,” Charlotte said, still staring at the car.

Madam Caroline said trying to see if anyone was following behind her. "Good day ma'am, he should be on his way" caira said. Caira was about walking away when madam Caroline called her back. "Mind my manners dear, this is caira, she is my best friends daughter, she also works here. Caira, this is Jace, my eldest son, he came all the way from California to visit his family" madam Caroline said again. Jace kept staring at caira strangely as he couldn't take his eyes off her.