Novel & Cerita Lena Frost

She had no choice but to arrive early or else her dad will freaked out if she refused to cooperate. "This is what we call paradise on earth" Leah gushed bringing out her phone to make a video as soon as she stepped into the building with her friends. She's wearing latest gown from Louis Vuitton together with a matching heels,Freddie got them for her last week. "Even though I hate the birthday girl so much! I can't miss this party for anything" She said as she started live on her I*******m page. "Seriously?" Freddie chuckled beside her. Carly on the other hand was looking around,as if she was looking for someone.

I quickly step out to see a woman whose voice sounded awfully familiar, arguing with Delilah, the only model acquaintance I got along with because she was just as bitchy and spoilt as me. “You think I am a loser with no friends. Okay, first of all you couldn’t be more wrong, I have a lot of friends, Elizabeth, Victoria, Danika…..umm...my mother, my grandmother who, fun fact, knitted this sweater for me.” The woman said proudly as she gave Delilah what she thought was a savage reply. Yep, that’s Emily. Delilah just shook her head as she tried to process Emily’s personality, “What’s going on?” I intervene before the fight gets out of hand.

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.

She allowed herself to be led toward a cluster of women lounging near a grand piano, their gowns a rainbow of silks and satins from Paris and Milan. The circle included Susan Langford, a socialite with a trust fund larger than some countries' GDPs; Serena Frost, an influencer whose I*******m boasted millions of followers; and Margot Hale, a gallery owner known for her sharp tongue and sharper elbows. They turned as Elara approached, their smiles plastic and predatory.

Then she put it on speaker. Louisa watched her with a quiet smile. She was happy that Selena trusted her enough to make the call in her presence. For the first time in a long while, the emptiness she sometimes felt because she couldn't have more children seemed less overwhelming. Despite Lucian's difficult temperament, Selena had become like a daughter to her, filling a space in her heart she hadn't realised was still aching. The phone hadn't even rung for long when Claire answered. Selena glanced at Louisa, who gave her an unmistakable 'I told you so look'. Taking a deep breath, Selena spoke into the phone.

The final version hit my inbox a few days later. I signed. Work picked up fast. I didn’t have much time to think about anything else. The table read and chemistry test were scheduled soon after. The announcement dropped the same day Lyla Emerson was revealed as the face of Aaron Carter’s Autumn Reserve campaign. Their photos filled my phone screen. Elegant. Perfectly matched. Today, I’d be standing in the same room as her. Lyla Emerson. *** The chemistry read finally began. I was playing Selena. Lyla was Chloe.

She wore a lace panty in purple colour, with stone only covering her nipples. The rest of the body was shown, her hair was long till her hips, all red, the skin was tan and a tattoo of the letter 'J' was on her left side of the boob. The girl named baby lightened up a cigarette and handed it to Jewel. "Let us teach you the pole dance," Sweetpea said to Amelia who refused to do it. The little girl was too stubborn, she was too innocent, also. "Anyways, leave her. Van Dough will teach her a lesson." Jewel said and all of the girls left her alone, practising the pole dancing.

I sighed handing the phone over to dad. “I know you wanted to see who she was son, but the good news is, this was hardcore evidence capturing what Lucy did. Because of this video she will be sentenced to a long time in prison, I’ll make sure of it,” Dad sighed taking a seat at the foot of my bed, “she will come out you know, your Justin Star, America’s superstar heartthrob, it’s just a matter of time.” I hummed, “of course she will, just peaked my curiosity why she would run,”

Just then, a girl, much taller than me appeared next to her, she had short hair, styled in a short side comb, and she was wearing a black tank top and jeans that rode around her hips, honestly, she was dressed like a guy and she looked hot too. "She's the one that you wanted to sit with?" she asked in a grumpy tone. "Yes babe," she grabbed her hand and pulled her down into the chair. "This is Carl." "Carl?" I blurted out, unable to hold back my shock. "Carly really but she likes to be called Carl." Celeste commented. "You got a problem with that?" she asked with the same grumpy tone as before. "No I was just surprised," I extended an arm, "nice to meet you." I smiled.

Chapter 12: Finding Out About Her “Sir, here’s the information about Miss Felisha, everything is in their” Mr Dante who had been anticipating the information about the strange girl who had dared to make him restless so that he kept thinking of he could finally relax. Name: Felisha Evans Age: 18 occupation: worked at five star restaurant but was fired. Personality: Down to earth/ Naive Physical features: 5’6 inches, long legs and plumpy body. Full chested, brown hair, hazel eye.