Kristine Barnett Interview Novels & Stories

“Mr Dumont, I’m the host of today’s interview. Carla Esteban. We met yesterday. I’m very happy that you accepted our interview and I’m honored to be the host.” She still had her hand stretched out and he made no move to shake her. He just looked purely displeased!

Even walking a few steps makes her tired. "Martha, is it okay if we film this interview?" Bart asked politely. Martha nodded. Neilson prepared the camera in front of them. When he's done, he gave the signal. "Good afternoon my dear followers and friends. This is Bartholomew Carter, broadcasting live with another of Salazar Simmons' victims, a woman he impregnated and left unsupported, Martha Stewart. Martha, how did you meet Salazar Simmons?" Bart started the interview.

As I scrolled through Quentin Bennett's messages, I realized I had been asked the same question every time, and I hadn't responded to any of them! Oh no, was Quentin Bennett using this repetitive smile to convey his anger? I felt a pang of fear and tossed my phone onto the bed, clasping my hands together. "Oh goodness, I didn't mean to! May God protect me!" ... In the evening, Quentin Bennett's red carpet event was broadcast live. Briella Cortez, an investor, was present at the scene. I, as a spectator, was captivated in the living room by Daniela Barnett and Evie Richards, watching Quentin Bennett's handsome appearance!

“Grasping? Tell me, Vandross, did Christine mention she’s building her own company? Or is she keeping that little secret from you too?” Mr. Vandross turned to me, his expression shifting from confusion to surprise. “Your own company? Christine, you never said anything about that.” I clenched my fists, my nails biting into my palms. Zane’s smugness was infuriating, but I couldn’t let him derail this. “I didn’t think it was relevant tonight,” I said, meeting Mr. Vandross’s gaze. “But yes, I’m the CEO of Harrington, and I’ve recently started Cristainternational. It’s still in its early stages, but I’m committed to making it work.”

“Just between us girls.” I marked my page even if it didn’t matter and closed my book slowly before turning on to face her. “Talk about what?” Kristine sat down on the couch across from me, her face was carefully and expertly arranged to give a soft and regretful expression but the twinkle in her eyes told me there was no real regret there. “I’ve been thinking about the… dinner. The incident with Raphael’s business partners. I just…” she sighed dramatically. It was like watching an actress deliver her lines but I already knew she was an actress so she couldn’t fool me anymore.

"Fabolous!" "Done, Ms. Hilton and Mr. Branson! Now let's move on to the question and answer portion." One reporter chuckled before pointing his microphone towards Kristoffer, who didn't feel any nervousness at all. In fact, he preferred getting the media's attention, especially during these kinds of celebrations.

"If she says yes, I'll say yes." Cristina says yes, with one condition: the article must be about the practice, not the practitioners. It can name names, but it cannot reduce the philosophy to biography. "She is going to be a difficult interview," Clàudia tells Valentina on the phone that evening. "She is direct, and she means what she says, and she protects the work from being made personal," Valentina says. "That's not difficult. That's good." "It's both," Clàudia says. "But I can work with good."

a wealthy lady beside Gloria asked with some doubt. Kristen looked at that lady. "Mrs. Jones, I don't quite understand your question. Isn't it normal for me to be close to my daughter? You really should stop listening to so much gossip." Mrs. Jones, or Lanie Crock, had an awkward smile on her face.

Christine waves in a formal way and walks to another group of people which Crystal suspects as the family of another competitor. She doesn’t mind them much, after all, anyone who dares to provoke her will end up miserably, and those who chose not to will be spared. “Behave yourself, I’ll be talking to some colleagues. Try to socialize as much as possible, you should enjoy yourself as well.” Clarinette spoke to Crystal before making her way to a group of elders about her age to talk to her associates which in Crystal’s opinion, are her ‘social circle’ as one may call it.

I muttered. "I can find you a beautiful woman that is worth the Batista name, but I'll really be so happy If you just got married to Kristine. She's the most perfect girl you'll ever find, she literally has her own business line and she is gorgeous... Plus with how hectic the media had been following the capture of that demon Margo, your engagement is what the people need at this time to cheer them up... " "People never cared how I felt so why should I give a shit about them... I am a monster in their eyes aren't I"