Jenna Marshall Pll Novels & Stories

"I'm attending." She nodded fast. Turned to leave. "Jenna." She stopped. Didn't turn around. "Call Marcel. Tell him I need a dress that would cause traffic." She blinked. "I—" "He'll know what I mean." Twenty minutes later, my phone rang. "Luna!" Marcel's voice sang through the speaker. "Jenna said you need a dress that causes traffic?" "Correct." "Darling, every dress you wear doesn't just cause traffic. It causes earthquakes."

Lilly watches Anna take Jenna inside; then, she flops down on the step with a huff. ‘I hate that woman. Why won’t anyone listen to me that she’s mean to that baby? One of these days, I’m going to kill Anna, then I’ll run away with Jenna.’ The scene fades before my eyes, and I turn to Bane. “Bane, who’s Jenna? Lilly never mentioned her to me.” Bane sighs. ‘Jenna was an abandoned baby found on the steps of Dalgaard Mansion almost seventeen years ago.’ Goddess, why would anyone abandon their baby?

Ingrid declared, summoning Jenna to stand in front. "Jenna, your former omega, successfully passed the omega exam under the scholarly department. Consequently, she has been selected as your next omega leader. Jenna advanced her rank by passing the initial exam and is currently undergoing training." Jenna's friends celebrated her achievement, but Jackie and the former Moonshadow pack were displeased. They were aware of Jenna's history of making our lives difficult, especially mine. Jackie voiced her apprehension. "We're in trouble, Lady Ari. I am certain it will not be long until she abuses her power to oppress us."

She could only hope that Giselle would really help her. Giselle nodded after listening to her. "I know what you need. May I know how I should address you?" "I'm Jenna. Jenna Schuler." "Ms. Schuler." The two talked for a while. Then, they went their separate ways. Giselle stood on the sidewalk as she waited for her ride. She sent a text message to a detective agency. She had them run a background check on Jenna's husband, her daughter, and the mistress, named Crystal Myers.

They were playing the long game; as long as Stella could marry into the family, she could become the first wife one day. "Have your dinner over there then. Jepherson, come here, lest she upsets me." Marissa was hell-bent on not giving the respect Raeleigh deserved, leaving Jenna in a difficult position. She had been trying to make up for it, but no matter how, Marissa was rude. Jenna was reminded of the past and grew somewhat uncomfortable. "Go on, Raeleigh." Jenna glanced at Raeleigh and comforted her with her gaze. Raeleigh nodded and followed the butler to Green Jade Garden, with Jepherson behind her, not caring what the others in the room thought. Before Marissa knew it, they were long g

Since my father’s dying and I’m barely settled, now’s the right time to make their move. That’s what they think, at least. I scroll down to the attachment. The company name catches my attention first. It’s small, discreet, and absolutely not on any of our vetted lists. But it’s the name underneath that hits harder. Lead Consultant: Jenna Carr. The air leaves my lungs like a silent punch. I click the image file and the world stops. A picture pops up—clear, candid, snapped at a conference. Her hair’s darker now, pulled into a sleek ponytail. She’s in a black blazer, holding a tablet, her smile polite and professional.

“I am sure they would have to use it to get where they are going.” With that, I give him access to all of Jenna’s accounts; it only takes him but a few seconds to pick up something, “There was a very big transaction made.” I step closer next to him and look at what he is pointing; I immediately feel the sting in my heart as I realize that this is the price that she had to pay to get me to safety. “Can you not trace the account to where it went?” The Marshall looks at me and only smiles, “That is as if asking me if I can walk. I already have them working on it, but I must warn you that we might not like what we stumble ourselves into.”

“She knows she doesn’t belong here.” But Marcus smiled softly and continued, “Jenna signed a huge deal with J&J Corporation. Her ability is unquestionable. But... her relationship with my son isn’t what you all imagined.” Another pause. Every ear leaned closer. Every eye was fixed on Marcus. Then his smile widened. Proud. Unapologetic. “I’d like to take this opportunity to introduce Jenna to everyone.” Gasps rippled across the crowd. Whispers bloomed instantly. Even the media crew shifted their cameras closer. A few of the Hidalgos sat upright, their confusion written all over their faces. Rex’s eyes narrowed, his mind racing.

“Thread buried under six ghost servers. But someone out there was watching us work. Could’ve been a mirror cache.” Selena nodded, not taking her eyes off the screen. “I’ll find it. If there’s anything left of Ava’s alias online, I’ll bury it deeper than Marcello’s conscience.” “I know you will,” Jenna said, then reached into her jacket pocket and pulled out a burner phone. “But I’m done, Sel. After this.” Selena looked up. “I met with Alex,” Jenna continued. “Gave him this. One number stored. Mine. Just in case.” Her eyes shimmered, but her voice held.