Jocelyn Flores Story Novels & Stories

I heard she made a scene at the station, begging them to call me. The second the line connected, she was already crying. "Finley, save me. Please, save me! I've been set up! You know how I've worked all these years—I'd never hurt a patient! Was it you? Did you do this? Finley, we were married. You can't be this heartless!" I couldn't even follow her logic. But I'd known Jocelyn long enough—she took her work seriously. No way she'd tank her own career for a little money.

Professor Jones says, and I bite the inside of my cheek as I offer a small smile. “Do you two know each other?” Jagger asks, and Professor Jones nods with a small smile as his eyes move from me to Jagger. He is adding two plus two. “Miss Flores here is one of my best students. She has a bright future ahead of her, and I was hoping she wouldn’t be corrupted by people like you or Cornelius,” Professor Jones says, and I watch as Jagger leans forward on the chair and stands up. Both men stand face to face, and Professor Jones takes a step back as if he can feel the danger.

“Jocelyn…White!” He placed his emphasis on “Jocelyn”. Jocelyn immediately nodded and said, “That’s me!” Skyler ignored her and fixed his gaze on that photo while he pondered upon it. Jocelyn White is a designer from Oasis Jewelry. She is the girlfriend of the CEO of Oasis Jewelry, Howard Jung. She designed a jewelry piece that sold well overseas. However, she did not produce any work in these two years. Was this considered...the death of a genius? However, among the people related to Jocelyn, her stepsister, Lily White, had won grand prizes several times in these couple of years. Yesterday, she had just won first place in the municipal jewelry competition.

Flores's forehead, and mouthed, "Boom—" Once everyone exited the room, Mr. Flores knelt on the carpet. He knew he was finished. Not only did he lose his position as a shareholder in the Nelson Family Group, but he estimated he couldn't even save his own life. And his death would ultimately be pinned on Lillian. Mr. Flores shivered uncontrollably. He had never felt such regret. He shouldn't have provoked that devil... he really was a devil... No one could escape his watchful gaze, no one could escape his... judgment!

Hazel didn't open her mouth, and she heard Caroline then shout, "Who needs to be saved by this bitch? Hazel, we will die here, and I will not let you benefit from it! I want my son to see what the hell are you doing to us..." Hazel's eyes were dark, and the Flores family was planning to tell the entire world who they were. *** In Joshua’s presidential office, Joshua is holding a mobile phone, asking some unbelievable questions, "What did you say? The Flores family went to Joshua-Hazel Pictures to make trouble? Hazel was going there because of this incident? She also went to the police station to save them?” "...Yes." Jaxson is also a bit embarrassed. "What is this all about?" Joshua was agit

She wiped it with the back of her hand, then raised herself to seat, crossed legs. She was sad that her teacher and friend had to die into the same waves she claimed could never hurt one. Jocelyn had dropped surfing ever since the death and had resolved not to ever set her feet into this beach. However, that morning proved the fact that nature had its way of doing things.

She doesn't seem to understand the attitude he makes. She sighed due to the irritable feeling she feels. "Argh! Why does he act as if he cares for me and why does he makes me feel like as if I'm nothing!" she whispered unto herself. Grace meant about JL, the man of her dreams. She met JL Cortez on social media. JL's appearance is five feet and nine inches tall and he has Chinese-like eyes but in Grace's eyes, he's masculine, especially he looks like Daniel Padilla, a Filipino Actor in the Philippines. He's kind, a young lad who helps household chores, that's why he knows how to cook, he helps his parents' on their business, he takes care of his siblings.

Flores rushed onto the stage, shouting in disbelief. "This is impossible! There must be a mistake! That acceptance letter belongs to my daughter, Megan!" "The one admitted to Horvarte should be my Jessica!" Just then, a delivery driver in a blue uniform stepped forward and called out, "Jessica Miller and Megan Flores, your acceptance letters have arrived."

Jocelyn: "Not yet. The research project here isn't finished, so I can't go back just yet." Gloria, feeling uneasy, asked again, "Are you really not being wronged?" "Truly, no." Jocelyn's voice cracked slightly. "Mom, I just feel so useless. I can't swim, my figure isn't good, and I'm not even cute." Gloria's heart sank. It was clear Jocelyn had been wronged at the Fords. Most likely, Killian had said something to hurt her. That dog of a man, what terrible taste!

Flora declared and extended her hand to give Jenny her permit ID. "Thanks," she muttered, pouting her face before turning on her heels to leave. "Hold on," Flora called out and sighed before saying," He isn't from here; he is based in California; he is a father of one and has a pending divorce case with his wife." "Wow! I know there was something so off about that guy, shit!" Jenny cursed, feeling low in spirit at the information. "Thanks sis." She whispered and walked away. _____&______