Jessica Cunsolo Novels & Stories

Embossed, spare: KARL SCHNEIDER Schneider Group — Cultural Assets Division Messara Access — Secured. A phone number. No email. “Don’t,” Marie murmured at her shoulder, proof she’d followed. “Not him.” Jessica slid the card into her pocket. “I’m not calling him.” Marie arched a brow. “Are you lying to me or to yourself?” “Field test,” Jessica said. “With or without him.” “Without,” Marie said. “We’ll see,” Jessica said, and the words surprised even her. Jessica’s Lab — Later

Willy they know is engaged with the Danis and he certainly has no child And Jessica is a mystery to them. She collected her card back and traced her steps to the door. " did you see that?" The cashier pointed at her" forget whatever you are thinking because I don't think it's possible" the other attendant who had assisted Jessica earlier said. How can she even think that little girl is related to the CEO of W&J Cooperation.' Is that even possible?' She shook he head. " what is thinking? we have a customer" " whatever" she shrugged and then moved her heels.

When she didn’t see me laughing with her, she stopped, and her face reddened. “Sorry,” she whispered. “I thought you were joking.” Jessica has been obsessed with the Conway’s; back at our college dorm, they were constantly on the television. She’s been wanting to live their exact lifestyle. “I’m not,” I told her. “But I also don’t know if I believe him. I won’t know unless I get that box.” “Do you think all of them are in on it?” Anderson asked. I rose an eyebrow at him. “Like Melissa and Ronnie? Probably,” I muttered. “I wouldn’t put it past either of them.”

After Lady Cecilia Longhorn left, there were not many people left with him. Jessica hummed in agreement. After hanging up the phone, she returned the phone to Miss Susan and turned to ask Winson to pack his bag. Winson was Lady Cecilia Longhorn's grandson. She didn't accept Jessica, but she had always doted on this child. If she wanted to leave, Jessica had no reason to stop her. Winson had finished his work and was waiting for Jessica to come over for an examination. Jessica put his work book into his schoolbag, touched his head and said, "Miss Susan is here to pick you up."

She was now Qiao Mo, the secretary to the President of of the Wushi Cooperation, and she was running late for work. She stormed out of her apartment building tying her long hair into a classic ponytail and wiping off the toast crumbs on her cheeks. Her long-sleeved white shirt was carefully tucked in her stripped skirt. Her purple coat hanging loosely on her leather purse almost fell off when she leaped on the bus. She still had seven minutes that, if there was no traffic would save her from a lecture from the president.

"Let's give it up... to the Herald of Dexo Fernia, the shadow assassin! The daughter of Hikaris himself… VERONICA!" Chest out, shoulders back, I walked out of the dark and turned my gaze to every corner of the coliseum, and with a devilish grin on my lips, I raised my weapon and they screamed my name… just how I want them to. "And her challenger..." the announcer paused for a while, I crossed my arms and everyone went silent, patiently waiting until, "another daughter of Hikaris, the Mistress of Dexo Fernia, Elspeth!"

Elijah's P.O.V "Your coffee" I turn in my chair to look at Camila. Her low voice gets me every time, I don't know he her voice is so calm all the time and barely audible. She stood by my desk, dressed in an oversized grey dress shirt, with only a few buttons open, revealing her cresent moon necklace, a pair of black skinny jeans with rips in the knees and by the height she's standing, I'm guessing ankle boots. Her hair was cascading down her shoulders in amazing curls as she displayed her beautiful taunting smile.

There, I saw a perky woman with blonde hair, blue eyes, who was pleasantly plump sitting behind a long, fogged glass reception desk. “Lacy, this is Jocelyn Collins. Jocelyn, Lacy Everson. I have some work to do downstairs, so I’ll leave you to it. Lacy is very proficient and will have you set up in no time,” Jessica said. I could have fainted with relief. Miss Congeniality was leaving. With some clipped clicking on the floor, and the ding and swoop of the elevator doors, Jessica was gone. Lacy bounced out from behind the desk and shook my hand. “It’s so great to have some help! I’ve been swamped for months. Ever since Mr. Masterson’s last assistant left.”

Jessica began as her eyes swept through her audience until it focused on the camera, creating a telepathic connection between her and everyone who was watching. "As you all know, I am Jessica Hemsworth, wife of Justin Hemsworth. What most of you don't know is my past life before I became a wife to Justin Hemsworth but I am going to reveal all that to you all now," she forced a smile, one that almost immediately faded away and was replaced by a serious demeanor.

She pressed her fingers against her temples, trying to steady her breathing. Then suddenly, she stood. Hard. Her chair scraped sharply against the floor. “Or…” Jessica’s eyes narrowed dangerously. “You’re the stupid, delusional bitch who’s trying to cause trouble.” Carmen’s eyes flew open, her face freezing like a goat that just heard thunder for the first time. “W-what? Me?” Carmen shot up to her feet too, stunned. “What do you mean? I’m only trying to help you!” “Help me?” Jessica scoffed loudly. “No, bitch. You’re trying to stir up drama. Who sent you? Are you working for a media team? Trying to spread fake news?!” Her voice was rising, sharp enough to slice glass.