Novel & Cerita Lizzie Saltzman

Everything they said about Gwyneth was now thrown at Elizabeth ten times harder. Elizabeth heard of said rumors, and her eyes turned red as she stood in front of Liam's office with her hands clenched. 'I almost succeeded in getting the people here to be on my side. I had no idea that eyesore of a woman, Gwyneth, was the CEO of AMC Group. But so what?! I've been with Liam for years! How could I still lose to her?' Thinking of this, Elizabeth bit her lip and was ready to knock when she saw Larry walking over. "Ms. Lisle, Mr. Luther is discussing some matters with Ms. Glen. Please don't disturb them."

She smiled slightly, thinking that if she couldn’t choose her situation, she might as well face it positively. She then entered the bathroom and freshened up. Looking into her closet, she saw mostly women’s clothing, all the latest styles. But the revealing outfits were not suitable for her. In the end, Lizzie chose a relatively conservative, pink chiffon skirt. Sitting on the sofa, she looked at the time. It was only 9 am, but she didn’t have any friends in America and didn’t know the area. She had nothing to do but sit in boredom. She flipped through a financial magazine, turning page after page, but not really reading anything.

“You… you knew all the answers. On your notes. The poets, the math… they were all right. I checked after.” “Notes? What notes?” Lizzie inquired, looking lost. Mia covered her mouth, realizing she’d said too much. “Maybe… maybe you mixed up the answer sheet? Like, you put the answers in the wrong places or something… I don’t just understand.” I just looked at him. “Maybe.” Lizzie suddenly burst into a wicked kind of laugh. “A ZERO! The great Zella Midnight, the genius, got a BIG FAT GOOSE EGG!” She was practically glowing. “Wait till my dad hears. Wait till DAVE hears!”

“You humiliated me publicly. You destroyed my life because you couldn’t handle rejection.” Her eyes flashed dangerously. “You have no proof.” I smiled faintly. That smile alone unsettled her immediately. Good. Because unlike seven years ago… I was no longer powerless. And maybe part of her finally sensed that. Before she could respond— Lizzie suddenly stepped forward dramatically. “Oh no,” she announced loudly. “Absolutely not.” Taylor looked at her irritably. “This doesn’t concern you.” “It concerns me deeply,” Lizzie replied proudly. “Because I’ve been waiting seven years to insult you properly.”

I looked for Stewart at every angle but couldn’t see a trace of him. I did notice one of the girls I’d seen at the festival grounds. Her name was Lizzie, and she had long brown hair like me and Cadence and was also about our height. I could see her behind Jamie while Brandon and him were talking, just over his left shoulder, and she seemed to be watching them. I tried jumping back into her head to see if I could figure out why, but it was part of her memories that were scrambled from whatever Holland had done to her. Hannah’s voice in my head gave me pause. “Cass, what are you working on, hon?”

“Oh, so now we’re silencing people?” Elara barely heard her. Her chest felt hollow. 'You could have warned me', she thought at Marek. 'One word. One look.' Marek said nothing. “Miss,” one of the securities said quietly, trying to sound polite, “please step back from the stage.” “There appears to be… a misunderstanding,” the host said. “Our records show Sylvia Hart as the registered author of this work.” Fallon stood up fully now. “That’s a lie! Elara wrote that book! She…..”

Ingrate. "Welcome, Mr Harrell, it's amazing to have you here", she outstretched a hand expectantly. Before I could, Amara shook it. "Yeah, nice to meet you, I'm Mrs Sophie Sanders Harrell, you get the concept?", she explained. He almost laughed at her jealousy. Obviously, she had no idea how much he loved her and how he lived for her. The restaurant was dedicated to her, Sophie Sanders Harrell(SSH). It was her wedding present. He would let her know when they get married.

She felt relieved when she closed the doors and went back to her seat. Like any other assassin, she had done her research. She was iconic in the fashion industry and had her own fashion line and was an investor in many popular cloth and shoe brands. She was rich, famous and was head over heels for Levi Wushi. However, even though she had everything she could ever want, she couldn't get any love or affection from Mr. Wushi.

He gave me a gentle nod, his eyes remaining on his mum as he waited for the pack members to clear out. “Don’t mind Isabella, Natalia. She tends to be like that at times, we don’t really take her seriously anymore” Liz suddenly said once we were inside. I let out a breath that I didn’t even know that I was holding and Liz smiled. Her blonde hair was tied in a messy bun, and her brown eyes showed nothing but honesty when she looked into my green ones.

I am sick and tired of being that friend who is a constant cheerleader and always happy. Because I am not happy. Elizabeth hated Hank. She keeps insisting that Hank led me on and then, just ghosted me and how I was too blind to see something like that. I honestly think I misunderstood his actions, maybe he is just a person who touches people a lot or looks them in their eyes when he talks. But Elizabeth doesn’t like him at all and I didn’t argue with her because she is crazy. I mean I love her but she is crazy and high on baby hormones.