Novel & Cerita Karen Read Mistrial

Karen pointed her finger at Lea and cursed, "I want this b*tch dead! What qualifications does she have to take a photo with Anthony?! How could a cheap and lowly woman like her participate in such a grand event with the Mullen family? I lost face because of her. I want her dead!" Karen roared frantically and rushed toward Lea. Kisa was about to stop her, but someone tripped her. She staggered a few steps forward and fell to the ground. Karen threw herself at Lea and grabbed her hair. She started to hit and scold her at the same time.

They immediately turned their gazes away, minding their business and hurried their steps. ‘’Ma’am....’’ ‘’My child is still unconscious, officer.’’ I say calmly without any reaction. ‘’I will see what Miss Smiths has to say for herself. However, be prepare to see my lawyer, Officer Dix.’’ ‘’What? Wait! Ma’am! You have no evidence!’’ ‘’Come in, Miss Karen.’’ I ignore the guilty police officer and step aside for the young miss to enter the ward. Karen walks in without a word, contrary to her arrogant temper. Perhaps she already knew better than to worsen the situation with her character. It seems she really wanted to apologize.

Karen stood on the other side of the bars, her face pale and drawn. If Linda cared even a little bit about her, she would've asked how she was doing. "What are you doing here?" Linda questioned, pressing her hands against the bars as she stared through at Karen. "Did you come to gloat about your so-called advantage over me? The one that’s going to be very short-lived, I assure you." Karen’s eyes were red, her body trembling slightly as she shook her head. "I don’t have an advantage anymore, Linda. Kris has the evidence."

CAMILLA RYDER Just when I thought the madness had settled, Liam strolled back in, this time with papers in one hand and Karen trailing behind him like she was showing up for a front-row seat at a circus. I didn’t flinch. I kept my composure, my eyes fixed on them as Liam shut the door behind him. Karen crossed her arms and leaned smugly against the frame, her smirk practically itching to spill whatever surprise she thought would rattle me. “Well, what now?” I said, flicking my eyes at her. “Aren’t you supposed to be preparing my bail by now?”

-POV Karen Miller We are already outside the club, and the car is waiting for us. The same car where that happened. “I’m not going in there!” I cross my arms and look at the movement, seeing if I have a chance to run. “Don’t even think about running, Karen!” take my arm. "What do you want from me? I have nothing. We just had sex, that's all, I don't want anything else, you have no right to act like that. What are you? Some maniac? Will kill me?"

"But…" As Robert spoke, a hint of hesitation appeared on his face. His brows furrowed as he said softly with a hint of bitterness, "Misty, I might not be able to give you a proper status for a while… "Karen killed someone and might be sent to a psychiatric hospital. Hannah deliberately slandered me in front of Mr. Lawson…" He smiled bitterly, mocking himself. "I've taken care of Karen for so long, but in Mr. Lawson's heart, it's not worth as much as someone's instigation. Now, he suspects that I intentionally led Karen to do such a thing and is investigating me.

A luxurious car pulled up, and Karen emerged, looking cute in her distressed denim jackets and bright pink sneakers. Her curly brown hair bounced with each step, and her fans were screaming too. "These kids.." she scoffed, noticing Allen and James. She flashed them a smile. "The test starts today, are you ready?" James asked, smirking at Karen. She pouted, " Seriously, I haven't read anything. Alora was always my motivation." Allen's expression turned somber. " I don't think she's coming back. Even if she does, catching up will be tough, we are already in the middle of the semester and this is our final year; she might not follow our set into college."

Beside Karen stood Arthur Sterling—the bloated, sixty-year-old venture capitalist draped in a three-thousand-dollar suit, his small, yellowed eyes sweeping over Juliet’s bare back with a heavy, sickeningly predatory gleam that made Juliet’s skin crawl. Juliet’s hazel eyes narrowed into razor-sharp, icy slits. "Karen. Sterling. I see the federal investigators haven't revoked your bail privileges yet." Karen didn't flare up in anger. She didn't scream, sneer, or lose her composure as she usually did. Instead, a soft, practiced, and calm smile stretched across her blood-red lips. She took a slow step forward, raising her manicured hands in a gentle, placating gesture of complete surrender.

And another, "He's like a dark prince, you know how we have Kevin as the epitome of white prince, kind and all and Angelo's more like the evil but soft inside prince." Great, just great Kristina. People's imaginations sure are something I always managed to be surprised of. Kristina was obviously hiding behind our class' line, I went beside her which made the rumors go a littl more overboard. I whispered to her, "Well, enjoying the spectacle?" Kristina flinches, "I'm sorry I forgot to tell you about the fire drill today." "Oh did you now?" I sighed, "Don't worry, I'll get even."

But it didn't matter, she was realizing her dream and that is all there is to it. Kevin came and took her hands when she got to the alter. The glitter in his eyes hurt Karen a bit. He was thinking she is Selene. Karen felt bad because it was more than obvious that Selene does not love Kevin half as much as he does and Kevin was too deep in love to realize that. The priest arrived and everyone settled down. As he read out from the holy book, Kevin whispered to Karen,