Novel & Cerita Katarina Stratford

"But Mama—" "Now, Charlotte." Alek gave Emma a questioning look, but started gathering Charlotte's gear without argument. Frankie had been quietly observing everything, clutching his dinosaur book like a security blanket. "It was lovely meeting you all," Katarina said, standing gracefully. "Emma, perhaps we could have coffee sometime. I'd love to hear about your league firsthand." "Perhaps," Emma replied noncommittally. Katarina turned to Alek. "And Alek, we should catch up properly soon. I have so much to tell you about home."

Lena nodded, but a tight knot of anxiety twisted in her stomach. Trina leaned closer. “You’re really into this guy, huh?” Lena froze. “What? No. I mean… it’s not about that. It’s about exposing the truth.” “Right. And the fact that he’s drop-dead gorgeous and keeps looking at you like he wants to devour you.”Trina said with a broad smile. Paying to heed to what she said,Lena handed her a phone. “Everything you need to know about your ‘brand’ is here. You’re now Katrina Devereaux, an up-and-coming designer who just relocated from Paris.”

If one could even call it that. “I’m so sorry for overwhelming you, dear.” Katarina said in a sweet tone. “It’s just that I haven’t seen a pretty woman here ever since the Mistress passed away. All the other servants here are either old men or women or my brothers, who I love to death, but I can’t really talk to them about the latest dresses and make-up, now can I?” She added. “And you think I would be interested to talk about such topics?” I asked, slightly exasperated. Can I please just talk to the horses?

Everything that happened to me for looking for a partner for that stupid marriage. One week later I'm Katerina Sinclair, I'm thirty-six years old, and I'm the top lawyer in all of London. I'm the best at my job; that's why all the cheated women want to work with me. It seems like my track record of wins has created some fame and trust. I always strive to get the best deal for my clients, and so far, things have been going pretty well. Who would have thought that the world of divorces would be so exciting and lucrative!

Ontario shouted behind me That bastard, did he just have to remind me of my sad reality? Well, so my celebrity crush turned out to be one hell of a arrogant and annoying dude! I swear I’ll never believe anything I see on TV, never again. I might as well grow old without ever falling in love. Sad! “Hey, you’re Charlotte right?” An arrogant looking young lady said walking up to me Yeah, go on and ruin the rest of my day! I nodded in response “Well that lady over there said you’re the doctor taking care of Jake, Take me to see him right now!” She ordered like she was some kind of big shot or something

“I didn’t realize I was tonight’s topic.” “In rooms like this,” Katarina replied smoothly, “attention is rarely harmless.” Aria didn’t respond. Katarina glanced briefly across the ballroom before returning her attention to her. “My daughter is engaged to Marcus Sterling,” she said evenly. “So naturally, I pay attention to certain situations.” It wasn't an accusation yet, but it was close. Aria stayed composed. “Marcus is my friend.” Katarina’s expression didn’t change. “Friendship is often the safest word people choose.”

But she was thrilled for the future either way. "Mom, please." She sighed as she walked near her mother. She was pulled into her mother's embrace Charlotte froze for a second before deciding to awkwardly wrap her arms around her mother too. Her mother was a few inches smaller than her, she had black hair but she always colored it in dark red and it suited her so Charlotte couldn't complain. Drita was a 39-year-old woman, who in Charlotte's opinion had suffered enough to last for two life times. Although Charlotte didn't know everything she felt as if this decision would be good for both her parents. She'd make sure to work here and send money every time she could.

Elena said and opened it then started feeding him. Mrs. Knitwear was watching this from the door. The way Elena was taking care of Nathan no one can say that he wasn't her real son. Mrs. Knight fists her hand in anger when a past came in front of her. Starts Flashback Katrina was four months pregnant. She tried her best to kill this baby but she was unable to do it because of Demon. "Baby. Bullshit. Freaking bullshit" Katrina cursed and sip the wine. Demon has forbidden her to take wine so she was taking it secretly at the library.

“Jared! Yeah, Jared is c-crushing on her." Katerina Drackon...sweet? No this had to be a mistake. Or maybe it wasn't... I mean she did seem to be a good actress. Maybe she was so good at hiding the dark, and terrifying side of herself that people thought she was some kind of perfect 'angel'. I however, had witnessed first-hand, the absolute load of rubbish this was. Katerina could be close to perfect, but was far from “angelic”.

she sang in a nasal voice. It took a lot of energy to keep from reacting to her exaggeration of my name. I plastered a smile to my face and held my hands together to stop from wringing them at her. Katrina Thelowar is probably the biggest mistake that was to grace this planet. Next to capitalism, of course. The only reason she bugs everyone like this is because she wants to distance herself from her daughter. Makes no sense? Ya, I know. Honestly, it’s almost a joke that she and her daughter look so much alike. Of course, these similarities aren’t uncommon, but Katrina “try-hard” Thelowar must use every means to dissociate herself from her daughter.