Mabel Jenna Ortega Novels & Stories

He stared at my bleeding arm, gave me some money, and told me to get myself treated because Orlando was busy with work. But even through the closed door, I heard Orlando's cold, dismissive voice. "Mabel has nothing to do with me. Why would she come to a forensic doctor with injuries? Let her die somewhere else." His wish was granted. I was really dead. Neville exhaled softly, hesitating. "Maybe we should contact her just in case..." Even an outsider felt uneasy because of a familiar-looking scar on the corpse. Yet Orlando just snorted, "What kind of spell did Mabel cast on you? Be grateful if she's not out there hurting people."

Jay muttered Annabella looked at Maggie who was avoiding her face "Tell me it's not true" Annabella said but she couldn't reply "So....it was you. Georgia.. Right!" Annabella asked and Maggie looked up "Yes you're right,I couldn't just stay and watch you come from nowhere to take her position!" She said Annabella walked closer to her and slapped her hard on the face,her hair scattered all over "Then you can continue your job in h*ll" Annabella said and turned to Jay "Call Gregor and explain to him,then call the cops on this bitch for theft and spying" She said

"Maria Gracia?" He called out from his desk compartment demarcated by a see-through glass to the opposite room where a few candidates sat. Maria rose upon hearing her name, responding to the middle-aged man who had glasses that rested on his nose bridge. "Please take your seat," he offered, motioning to the swivel chair in his front. She took her seat and hoped for the best. She arrived in New York yesterday, today was the day she has been told she'd resume her work position.

The crowd was gathered in front of a stage, chanting and cheering. “Mabel! Mabel! Mabel!” Sabrina froze. She didn’t need to ask which Mabel they meant. She already knew. The voice that haunted Josh’s nightmares. The woman who smiled in public and destroyed lives in private. There she was. Standing tall in a sky-blue dress, waving gently like a kind old aunt. A banner above the stage read: "Mabel Foundation – Supporting Small Businesses and Education." A man on the mic praised her work. “She has almost completed a school for children in this very community. Let’s thank her for her kindness!”

I could even imagine Lana's expression when she found out Mable was the heiress of the Dawson family, the client her company relied on for survival. As expected, Mabel soon gently picked up the bank card. Lana became even more smug when she saw this. She turned to me and bombarded me with sarcasm. "Cruz, see? Look at the person you hired. She's just some money-grubbing actress! She can't even act properly and has no professional ethics at all! Can trash like her compete with me? How ridiculous!" Mabel ignored Lana's sarcasm. She spoke flatly with a hint of displeasure. "Miss, aren't you being incredibly disrespectful?"

Mabel did as well since she was the doctor in Sandro's pack. "It's good to see you again, Miss," Mrs. Mabel said, flashing her a wide smile. "Please call me Arabella. How have you been?" Arabella asked. "Great, Arabella. I am happy to work with the alpha again," she said, then turned to Sandro, who was watching the exchange. "I'll get what I came to do over with," Mrs. Mabel set the box with her on the nightstand. "And what exactly is that?" Arabella questioned, her eyes traveling from the sheepish smile on Mrs. Mabel's face to Sandro, whose expression held no amusement.

she yelled and I chuckled internally what a psycho girl. Okay Melissa, that's your name right? And she nodded. "What are you doing here" I asked her yet again and she brought out a picture from her hair and showed it to me. I quickly snatched it seeing that it was the picture that fell into the beach the other day. "Where did you get this from I asked her and she smiled, her smile is so mesmerizing and addictive. "In my home at Atlantica" she said and I shrugged and dropped it on the couch.

I sighed and took my seat again, i brought out my laptop and opened it, as I was about to log onto my mail, my phone dinged it was a notification. I brought out my phone and it was a post from Mabel , oh Mabel!. I clicked on the notification and her picture came up , it was titled "There's peace in simplicity". I clicked on the picture. She was putting on an orange flowered material that clung tightly to her body , her curvy body!, It stopped right on her thighs on a black espadrille . I swallowed hard. There's really beauty in simplicity!!. I clicked on the comment section and she already had tons of comments.

“I should have protected you. I am going to find that American and kill him for what he did to you. “ Robert and Jerry were shaking with fury while Antonia, Mabel's mother, was so heartbroken for her only daughter that she couldn’t control her angry emotions. She was not angry at Mabel, she was angry at herself. “If only I had not pushed you into joining that pageant, you shouldn’t have met that monster.” “Mabel, can you please bring us some coffee, Habibti and stay for a while as well. I have a few important details to discuss with my partner here. Devlin, may I introduce my PA, Mabel Abelanco from the Philippines. You should hire assistants like her. They are very efficient in their jobs.”

I attended all my lectures before making my way to the cafeteria to have some much-needed coffee that needed to get into my system after a hectic day. I bought a coffee and as I was about to make my way towards an empty table I saw Maverick coming towards me. I knew I couldn't talk to him any longer and I turned around ready to rush out of the cafeteria when instead I bumped into a guy spilling all my coffee on his white shirt and branded white shoes. "What the fuck?" Way to go, Arabella.