Novelas y relatos de Lucy Chen Undercover

Somewhere across the city… Lucy stood by the window of her crestwell estate, a glass of red wine in her hand, her phone still open to the last message she sent. A cold smile danced on her lips. “She read it,” she said to herself, sipping her wine. From behind her, a man’s voice broke the silence. “You sure she’s the one?” Lucy turned, her eyes glinting. “She’s truly alive, Danie, she was really the one we say during the broadcast and press conference l,” she said calmly. “And now, I know exactly how to ruin her all over again.”

“Shut up, little slut. Coming to a man’s house at this hour—what did you expect? What did you want?” She stalks closer, eyes glittering with malice. I stumble back, pulse spiking. “Don’t tell me you actually thought Lucien Drake could fall in love with you?” she tsks, savoring the cruelty. I glance at Professor Lucien, desperate for something—anything—but he turns his gaze away. Her smirk widens. “He thought I was dead. The truth? I went undercover for a government project.” Her voice is a blade. “So if you don’t want your little life ruined… keep your mouth shut.”

"President, how could you do this to me?" Lucy barged inside Tang Yichen's office in a disheveled condition, the sleeves of her blouse were torn while her makeup was smudged, her hair has turned into a mess, she looked nothing like the elegant secretary that she always has been. Tang Yichen raised his head from the laptop, "What have I done?" His tone was nonchalant as it has always been but she picked up the slight amusement that was lace in it.

It is something I do not want to deal with. Lucy's heart skipped. She looked all over his face for any indication that he was faking. She found none. Neither of them could speak again before— The door to the bedroom flew open. There was a man carrying a big camera, who hurried inside. "There she is!" In a few seconds, several reporters had rushed into the room. Microphones were pointed at Lucy. "Mrs. Matthew!" “Did you have sex with the CEO?” "Are you pregnant?" How much did you get paid?

“Dude, did you get hit by a truck or something?” “No! He is a fucking pussy that got his ass handed to him by a little girl.” Spinning around, the cutest girl I have ever seen was leaning against the wall. I say cutest until I looked into her eyes, then she went from cute to hell cat. “Guys, this is Paige Amelia Stevenson.”Pointing to each of us in turn, “Paige, this is our team of specialists.” Leon Hutchins, head of surveillance, Sidney (Sid) Jesop, surveillance

Her biting her inner cheek as she stands on the porch looking out at the tyre swing on the old oak tree. “We’re fine. What happened? Why aren’t you at the house?” I tell her everything that has happened since I moved here for that damn job. She groans and I know she is rolling her eyes and no doubt rubbing her forehead. “You need to go through with this. I am keeping my eyes on the department. I have been able to hack their system. I have managed to remove your file from their database. They won’t be able to connect you to RICO. As for Langton, he is in deep with the Cartel. He set you up. It wasn’t his idea to send you in undercover.” I blink at what she is saying. If it wasn’t him, then wh

Chad shouted, "Start the ship!" Lucy sensed something was off too. Although no police cars were within the vicinity, the wary glint of the passersby made her suspect that the people surrounding her were undercover police. When Chad brought Lucy on the boat, she said, "Chad, my stomach hurts. I need to go to the bathroom." It aligned with what Chad wanted. Vigilant, he scanned his surroundings and said slowly, "Get in now." Lucy's lips curled into a cold smirk and entered the cabin.

With her right, she caressed her purse which contained the capsule of knock-out drug. In that moment, Melanie Tyler was no longer reliving the memories of being screwed by the high school quarterback. She was an agent of U.N.C.L.E., on a mission to stop Wyatt Gaynes from screwing the entire world.

Linus’ eyes showed a hint of suspicion. “Y-You know who I am?” “Of course. You’re the royal princess of Charleston. I’ve seen you in the news before.” Linus stirred his honey tea. “Ah… I thought I had disguised myself well enough, but you still recognized me.” Lucy deliberately wore a pair of black-framed glasses, thinking that no one would recognize her. Since her identity had been made public and she had appeared on television, she would often be recognized in public, which had become quite troublesome.

My head pounded, but I forced myself to get up and change clothes. Suddenly, I paused. “Tanya, do you know what’s going on with Lucy?” Tanya thought for a moment, then unexpectedly let out a laugh. “While you were under surveillance, Lucy’s life completely fell apart.” Fell apart? I didn’t understand what she meant. Tanya cleared her throat and revealed a jaw-dropping truth. “Lucy was never pregnant.”