Lucy Diamond Debs Novels & Stories

A girl who was a billionaire's wife wearing a sparkling dress, high heels, and best smile to everyone. She immediately went inside the car. She's glad that Kent and Eloisa didn't recognize her. No one will remember Lucy Mason anymore. Because Lucy Mason died two months ago by Brian. Eloisa ordered him to tailed her after she came out from prison. Lucy was shot twice in Tagaytay and was buried alive. Greta Stone may look like Lucy but she's not her anymore. After that incident, she decided to forget all about her past and move on as the wife of Gale Stone.

That year, Darius Berry had not yet returned to Zutriystein, and Lucy remained the charming and capable lawyer she was known to be. In the Dudley and Lockwood families, only Jamie had managed to develop a romantic relationship, though it was far from smooth. The dinner was held in the most luxurious private room of the club. Lorian and Lucy sat on opposite sides of the table. He held his wine glass and observed the competent lawyer before him. Lucy was endowed with striking beauty and a brilliant mind, thanks to Harrison and her mom, Veronica Wells. Lucy made a significant name for herself in the legal field. In both the legal and entertainment circles, she was a figure of admiration, who ha

I wonder if Lucy truly knew what was going to happen to her in the end and if she was willingly walking this road, or maybe being deceived by Major that this was going to make her wealthy. I dial her number and press the phone to my ear. "Luneth?" Drexon said, trying to look at them still perched on the ground in the distance. He was struggling to get out of bed, and I could tell how weak he was because of the way he was reaching. "What do I owe the pleasure?" Lucy sounded as though we had been long-lost friends who were suddenly reuniting. "Lucy, what is this?" "My gift to you," she cackles, and I can imagine the roughness in her eyes. Even though fate had changed a lot of things, Lucy neve

Elena turns her head, then smiles a little at the figure who enters. "Bara?" she greeted warmly. The man returned her smile, relaxed as ever. "Hello, Elena. My arrival isn't intrusive, is it?" "Not at all. Please come in. How can I help you?" "Actually, I'd like to help you," Bara replied, glancing behind her. A graceful woman appeared from behind the door, with long wavy hair and an elegant appearance. "Elena, meet you. This is Debby. She owns a famous jewelry boutique downtown. We met several times at fashion shows. She's really interested in working with you," Bara explained.

His voice thundered across the night. “ It’s funny isn’t it Daryl? I must be really unlucky” Lucious chuckled lowly. “ All the women that meant everything to me, I keep losing them one after the other. Whenever I think they’re here to stay, they always end up leaving me. They all just want absolutely nothing to do with me.” A pained smile flashed across Lucious face as he gazed at something which seemed far away. [ But Haven—] “ She’s no different.” Lucious interrupted “ You heard what she said. That woman wants absolutely nothing to do with me now. She hates me.”

Lucas scoffed. Lawrence refused to look at him as he kept his eyes pinned on Lucian. It was obvious he was still upset by what happened an hour ago. "Why don't you just use the powers of your Conglomerates to find Mishael and retrieve Queenie from him?" Deborah suggested causing everyone to turn their eyes to her. "You try that and you get ready for another funeral." Natasha said from inside. "Why? It's not like he'd know." Deborah insisted.

If my memory doesn’t betray me, which it shouldn’t because I typically have excellent recollection, she was adamant about being a business major in college. “The meal was spectacular.” Ida—Warren’s wife, who has been a little too touchy-feely tonight—beats Laurent to the answer. “I’d love to get your information.” Thomas Boucher clears his throat. “Do you have a permanent job for the summer?” Lucy pulls her lip between her teeth. “Um…” A nervous laugh bubbles from her chest as she looks from Ida to Thomas. “No, not really. I’ve just been taking private parties as they come in and working my shifts at Pembroke.”

This was the third massive debit this week. I scrolled through the history. In the last seven days, Lucy had spent nearly a million dollars on baby things. Designer cribs shipped from Italy. Gold-leafed rocking horses. Layettes hand-stitched in Paris. I dialed her number, my fingers trembling so much I nearly dropped the phone. She picked up on the first ring, her voice high in excitement. "Tyler baby! You’ll never guess—I just finished the most divine four-hand foot massage. I had to get the swelling down before your sister’s dinner tonight. You know how judgmental Brenda can be about 'pregnancy bloat.'"

JASMINE When it was time to attend temple service, Lucy had finally recovered and made herself presentable. I was impressed with how well she'd managed to clean up from how she'd looked that morning. She had a cute summer dress on and her long blonde hair was freshly washed and glossy. Libby was dressed in a matching outfit. If I didn't know better, I'd think Lucy and Libby were the perfect mom and daughter duo—possibly I*******m influencers with a huge following.

She walked out. Arya smiled and gestured to Lucy. “Go on, then. What did you want to say? Will you work with Damien to get…” “No, I’ve said that already.” Lucy sighed. “The problem is that Debby knows I snitched on her. It doesn’t bother me that she does, she’d have known from me not replying her but she…” Arya felt like something conflicting was about to happen. “My job. She threatened me with my job.” Lucy revealed. “It seems like she knew I informed Damien of her letter. She may have a spy at my workplace and at Wade’s company too.”