Jessica Mr Wilson Novels & Stories

General Miller raised a brow, "What's his name?" Jessica Miller's heart skipped a beat and she froze. Somehow she could feel who was here. "It's some mud.." Tyler tried to remember. "Or stone. I seem not to remember." "Hmm." General Miller glanced at his daughter deeply. Why was his excellent daughter losing her nonchalant composure? Jessica Miller looked down. Even when she knew, she wished she was wrong. "Oh, yes! It is Waters. Mason Waters!" Tyler excitedly exclaimed. He remembered. Jessica Miller inhaled sharply, her emotions appearing on her face but later maintaining her facial expressions.

" I'm detective jessica Carriewhite. I would like to talk to your boss. Mr. Jonathan Joseph Williams. I was informed he was last seen come here." Fronted jessica. "Yes. Mr. William's is inside with his wife and wouldn't want to be disturbed. " "Don't worry. It will just take a few minutes. " "No miss. That's impossible. " "Do you want me to force my way in?" Exclaimed she. "Not at all."

Her delusional mind was shattered into pieces and her heart trembled with fear at the possibility that something terrible might happen and foil her plans. So, that day…… the conversation between Mark and Jay… was not a dream. It is true that Maya is alive and mated to the legendary alpha Ashton! She is also a luna, and of a powerful pack! "Jesus! What did I do?" Lily almost shoved her head into the wall.

Even that person was very nice to him. After they had had enough to pray for Mr. Wilson and his wife and assistant, Mr. Joyce immediately asked Jessica to immediately clean up all her clothes. “Jessica, now we have to go home to my house! I don't want you to stay here alone without friends! Let us be friends in your life!” Mr. Joyce immediately said so to persuade the girl. Jessica immediately nodded in understanding. While William immediately smiled because his father managed to persuade the poor girl. They finally went back into Jessica's house. Truly a very terrible house when viewed from the outside. There was even a lot of blood splattered on the floor all the way to the kitchen.

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.

Arianna said and Jessica nodded. “ I would be going to the hospital to see Grandma,” Jessica said before walking to the kitchen to get something to eat. Just then she walked out of the kitchen. “Where are all the maids?” She asked curiously “Brandon gave them a leave,” Hannah said and Jessica rolled her eyes. She would have to eat outside till all the maids resume. Meanwhile, Hannah turned to Arianna. “Jeff is a Colby. Do you think once Wilson finds out he had a son with Rosa he would come back?” Hannah asked

"Mr. Edo. This book signing event? Who's handling it?" "Oh, the one in two weeks, sir. Me, Lili, and Lidya. Lili is the admin, and Lidya is the marketing. Um... Lili has to come, sir, even though she's admin because there's Zetta sir. Zetta will only perform if Lili is there. You see... she's the back dancer." Ah... this is my chance to be with her. And see her dance in person! I won't let it pass. "Okay... scratch Lidya, you got me! I want to see how the show goes. Then I can help rearrange everything." I said firmly. Marking a big circle on the schedule.

Fuck, she was a still a virgin and all I could think of was how she needed a real man like me to show her what it means to be a true woman. “Hunter.” I whirl around, a frown on my face, to find Mavis staring at me, her blue eyes watching me with mirth. “We have everything packed away and documented. Nothing of Jonathan’s was taken.” She reports, and I nod. “Do you know where Jessica went?” I asked, straightening and ready to take my Princess away from here and lock her away in my mansion, where no one can hurt her for the time being.

The elder’s use of it showed the closeness between the two families. “You are right,” Mrs. Wilder nodded in agreement with Peter’s words and looked up to see Mr. Wilfred’s expression change drastically. He was just about to explain. “The project proposal you submitted a few days ago hasn’t been reviewed by Jessica yet. I think since she’s so busy recently, she won’t need to review your proposal.” Jessica followed. “Yes, I think I’ll listen to my grandparents.” Meanwhile, Mr. Wilfred, dazed, left with his wife. Mrs. Wilfred, frightened, shrank her neck like a quail, too scared to speak.

People twisted in their seats, curious, expectant. “Everyone,” Kian continued, his words deliberate, powerful, “I would like you to welcome…” A scrape of a chair cut through the quiet. Jessica stood abruptly, clutching her son’s hand, her heels clicking as she moved toward the stage. Her chin lifted, her smile polished to perfection. Cameras whirred, feeding on the tension. But Kian didn’t flinch. His eyes never wavered. “…Mrs. Nora Wilson.” The applause exploded again, hotter, sharper, and I rose from my seat. Calm. Poised. My dress caught the light, my smirk subtle but unshakable. Each step I took toward the stage was deliberate, my spine straight, my chin high.