Novel & Cerita June Diane Raphael

Darcia almost spilled out the wine she was drinking when she saw how casually Jayden was talking to her about her father like they've both known each other for a long time. "Whoa…. Since when are you two this close?". She was still surprised. "What's wrong with you?. You can't handle a broken arm?. How about I complete the mission and rip it off for you?. I'm sure you won't feel any pain again after all". Diana was finding Raphael to be extremely annoying. He was sweating like it was the end of the world. "I see it. She still dislikes me for that!. I'm doomed!". He thought. "Hey pops, what are you doing?".

Dianna Jean. The personal secretary to Montier Luxury’s CEO and tonight’s official company representative. Dianna Jean was a force in the world of jewelry. One word from her could send your name soaring across the industry. Rafaella signaled me with a nod. I took a deep breath and slowly moved toward Dianna Jean. But I froze mid-step. Because I wasn’t the only one approaching her. Damien Grey was walking toward her, too. “I know who he is now,” Rafaella whispered beside me. “That’s Mr. Damien Grey—the new CEO of Montier Luxury.”

“Then I'll not let it slide.” “Perfect,” she shot back. **** They proceeded into her study. Diana sat behind the obsidian desk, legs crossed, red soles flashing. Contract copies stacked neatly in front of her—unsigned on her side. Joshua arrived later with Zee. They were locked behind the ornate doors. Rafael occupied the seat opposite Diana at the long dining table in the hall, just him and Eli. The red suit jacket was back on him, dried in one piece. Shirt open at the chest, eyes burning.

A chill fell over both of them at that final word. “No... Do you?” Alexus stepped around a big tree, picking up her pace to catch up with Daisy and looking closely for anything that might help them. “Nope.” Daisy kept walking, looking around at everything. What would they do if they did manage to find her? It’s not like it’s worth putting up a fight. They thought of options as they walked, hoping they’d get the chance to at least try. After the bath, June felt better than she has all year. Sophia helped her get dressed into a soft silky light pink dress that fit her perfectly and reached the floor. They slipped on a nice white pair of small heels and braided her hair to perfection.

Diane asked immediately, not wanting to indulge in any conversation. Rhea was one of her childhood friends, they have been together for longer years than she can recall but the woman is always as cheerful as ever despite the nature of her work. Diane couldn't help but admire her friends' forever positive energy despite being surrounded by deaths and sick people everyday. "Yes I am" Rhea replied as she got excited again. "Are you coming over?, are you?" She asked expectantly. "Yes, I have a little problem. We will talk when I get there" Diane replied and ended the call immediately.

June replied respectfully. Diana smiled but did not say anything. She got up and threw a key to June, "Since you are my personal servant now, here's a key to the room." Diana gave a sly smile, "Make sure you keep it safe and don't lose it." June was taken aback but quickly nodded, "Yes." Although she sounded respectful, her eyes showed disdain. Miss Thompson must be a fool to be deceived so easily. No wonder she had been manipulated by Madam and Miss Maddie Stewart for so long.

June had known Daniel for close to 5 years now. "Oh," he said, the tight corners of his lips curving into a smile. "I'm Daniel Norman." June pulled Elena close to her. "Oh, Daniel! Nice name. Hello, Daniel. This is my pretty best friend, Elena Harper and i am June Rivers." False. ---

Chapter 141 Author's POV. The next day, Raphael showed up early at Diana's place. He walked in, meeting Diana seated on her couch looking through her phone with her looking down. He sighed and drew close to her. “What is it?” Raphael asked curiously. Diana hissed and dropped her phone. She raised her head up to Raphael and stood up, her look fierce and sharp, making Raphael take a step back, giving her some space. Diana then walks up to the fridge, brings out a glass of juice, and heads back to Raphael, handing it over to him. Raphael looks at her, wondering why she suddenly brought him juice with her moody face.

Mendel said, going to pull out a seat for his daughter, but Raphaella shook her head. “No papa, I've got an early morning appointment with the doctor,” Raphaella explained. “Are you sick or something, Raphaella?” Diana asked, worried. Diana was eight years old and a little smart cookie. Raphaella smiled at her younger sister and shook her head, she didn't want to worry her. “Not really, just a monthly check-up with the doctor… I'm perfectly okay.” “Are you sure?” Ariana, her other sister who is seventeen years old, asked.