Louise Spencer の小説・ストーリー

She was in the middle of mixed emotions. Catherine came back to her senses and was reminded that she needed to go back stage. Her heart was beating fast and she wanted to kiss and lift Lyra. The dancers were being introduced as well as their roles. As soon as Lyra was called Catherine went out to give the bouquet to Lyra and she was so proud that people are shouting bravo at Lyra. Catherine felt like her beloved had become a legend. It was not a joke that Lyra was able to a spectacular performance even with a short span of time.

She encouraged her sis Mrs. Phillip knew that Lizzy's word of encouragement is to put a smile on her face. Deep down, she feels sorry towards Lizzy. She's just staring at Lizzy Enough of your stare aunty, let me and go dress up. Let OREB'S VENTURES feel me today. She catwalk inside Her aunty was just laughing. . For the past year now, Lizzy has become famous in the city as the most beautiful model, every company is looking forward to having her as their model

Work was more hectic than usual and Carmen came down with a stomach flu overnight, so I had to ask my Mom to take care of Penelope again while I was overseeing the anniversary party at work. My mom didn't mind watching her, she never does. But she takes care of Penelope while I work 5 days a week, so I'd rather not over burden her if I don't have too. She has a life of her own! The floors of The Ritz ballroom were sparkling after the third coat of wax. The table arrangements were of white lilies in tall crystal vases placed in the centre of each table and the draping of gold curtains from the ceiling made the room look elegant.

Indeed, that was the only way to silence her. Meanwhile, Spencer had been gloomy since he'd entered the room and seen that both seats beside Lucille were occupied. On top of that, Jessica kept calling her "Lulu", which annoyed him. Noticing Spencer's moodiness, Ethan giddily commented, "Looks like Luce doesn't limit herself to enjoying just one gender. Plus, everyone around her has impressive backgrounds. One's the Moore family's heiress, the other's a piano prodigy, and now we have a popular star."

Charlene followed suit and kept a straight face while Louise started smirking. She’s a pretty well-known wolf across the kingdom. Who would not know her? Louise the ‘conqueror’ — no one in this kingdom feared not this woman. The King’s daughter who overthrew her siblings and is now one of the best candidates for the throne. “Louise,” “Char, I’m telling you, you can go after you greet the King,” Louise told her once again. Charlene looks down at her feet as they make their way to the throne.

Amelia was cut off by Damian. "My wife, you can go with her. I'll be waiting at one of the rooms" Damian said as he kissed Amelia on the head. "Ok," Amelia said. The lady escorted Amelia to a fitting room and started measuring her body. Amelia had good proportions. Sure, she was quite petite but she was blessed with finely shaped breasts and an hourglass figure.

After knocking, he entered. "Lily, do you have a photo of Abigail?" he asked. Lily got down from her bed and fetched her diary. Opening it she brought out a picture of the family on her birthday. "This is Abigail Shawn," She pointed at a young lady standing next to her father, with long wavy black hair. "She didn't like taking pictures. We forced her to take this picture," Lily revealed. Luis scanned and sent the image to his friend to search for details of her using the image.

Opening the door, Christiana stood in front of her. "I forgot my handbag and umbrella at your house." "So sorry for the inconvenience." Her voice was laced with remorse. Staring at her, Daisy Hunter said," What, No, it's really okay…I too forget my stuff in people's homes." Daisy Hunter said, smiling gleefully, exposing her perfect dentition. Stepping into the dimly lit room, Christiana spotted her handbag and umbrella, grabbing it, she thanked Daisy and stepped out immediately.

"Naomi, you take that garbage dress of yours and get lost!" "So my designs are actually so bad in your eyes!" At that moment, a sullen voice was heard behind all of them. Sherry and the other socialites turned to look, and their expressions changed rapidly! A woman wearing a sky blue tube top with a long dress walked over to them. She had a noble air to her and seemed incredibly majestic. Was that not… Cezanne's main designer and vice president, Lucy Spence?!

She wrapped her long, slender arms around my neck in a graceful posture that gave her an air of elegance and refinement. Louisa was my cousin. She was three years younger than me. Growing up, I have always considered her my best friend. She had got long, fiery hair that cascaded down her back in soft waves, giving her a wild and untamed appearance. Her big brown eyes were bright and expressive, full of intelligence and curiosity. They seemed to sparkle with mischief and playfulness, hinting at her fun-loving nature.