Jill Roberts Novels & Stories

"And now, for our final nominee...after rigorous deliberation by the committee. The winner of this year's best actress and queen of the entertainment industry is......" I snapped out of it, rushing towards the sofa with a soft thump. I fixated my gaze on the screen, afraid that it would all be over if i blinked . "Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome on stage....Miss Irina Williams!!." - The hostess announced. The crowd cheered, applause ringing as i watched Irina walk up the aisle , a soft smile adorned on her soft features as she waved her hands gracefully. Her off- shouldered, red sequel dress sparkled under the lights. She looked absolutely stunning as the crowd adored her.

Luis said to her and led her to his room. Luis turned on his laptop and quickly went into his email. He opened the mail. Sheila Williams, 25 years, caucasian, North Africa, Western Sahara. Luis went through all the other details of the lady. His eyes widened "This can't be," Luis said and Lily looked at him questioningly. "She's been dead for 10 years now. We need to speak with Nora?" he said. "Why?" Lily asked "She is related to Nora," Luis said and Lily gasped.

Daisy Hunter asked, her voice laced with trepidation. "I am really serious, Daisy Hunter, you have always been my loyal Secretary…please I really need this." Wade Roberto's voice was still persuasive. "Of all the ladies out there and in the office, why did you choose me?" Her voice was barely above whispers. "I have been with you for quite some time and I believe you will make the perfect fit." Wade Roberto said as he sank into his seat. His eyes were laced with emotions. "Sir, You and I know that I am engaged to your friend, Seth Nathaniel…you wouldn't expect me to leave him, would you?"

Nicki replied and fell back on the bed, ready to drift into another slumber. “ What's your name? I'm Rosabella.” “ I'm Nicki. Nice to meet you too.” With that said, she fell back to sleep and only woke up when the sun rose, the next day. When the sun slipped into the curtain, Nicki groaned softly and rubbed her eyes. She looked around to find her space arranged neatly and all her clothes placed neatly inside the wardrobe. A small smile appeared on her lips. “ I guess she's a good roommate after all.”

The young master has been acting a little strange since before the accident, but I just can't tell what's different about him. Magaera regained his senses. Followingly, he entered the garden. At that time, the door opened. A beautiful lady zoomed out in a hurry with a bag. She was around her twenties with beautiful facial features. Her hair was tied up to show her professionalism. The beige color formal wear emphasized her curve perfectly. She was none other than Noha's wife, Jillian Webber. "You…" When she saw Magaera, her body trembled. Her face looked shocked. "Aren't you at the hospital?"

But her smile hid her vow that the last laugh was going to be on Dustin Reed. She would show him that she wasn’t the ignorant city girl he seemed so certain he’d hired, on his mother’s wishes. Putting her cup in the sink, Jill said, ‘I can be ready in half an hour, if you’re anxious to get back to the ranch early.’ He nodded. ‘You don’t need much time to get ready?’ ‘Oh, I think you’ll find that I’m a wash-and-wear kind of a girl,’ Jill said as she sailed out of the kitchen.

Allen was already thinking about the next step of his plan — how to solidify his image as the company’s true leader. “You are truly one of a kind,” the man complimented as they walked down the stairs. “I thought for sure that the Rodriguez group would finally crumble when they announced a woman as the next chairman.” “She was a capable woman though,” Allen defended, pretending to be annoyed by his words.

Neither am I interested in it, nor will I ever be. Jill continued to play the position of a concerned friend; but, given how dramatic her reactions are at the moment, she is more of a concerned citizen than a concerned friend. Her behavior became even more frantic, as if she were in danger of losing her life if she did not serve me the rice porridge in a timely manner.

If Rhea had seasickness, the ride was going to be absolute hell. I audibly groaned just as Jill came out of the manor. She was clad in a magenta dress, which contrasted with my charcoal-gray and Lissa's light red gown. Her jade-green eyes watched me in curious confusion as she walked to me and Lissa, setting down her suitcases once she reached us. "What's the matter?" she concernedly questioned. She placed a light hand on my arm. "Is everything all right?" Lissa nodded before I could respond, and Jill just fell confused, her light brown brows furrowing. "Then what's the issue? I don't understand," she asked next.