Madam You Have Been Uncovered Novels & Stories

Miranda put on an indifferent expression and said, "Are you feigning ignorance or are you really just stupid? How can you not know who it belongs to when you got yourself a full bottle of the cream? What's the point of you coming to me so late at night to put on an act like this?" Pamela was taken aback. "Is there a misunderstanding, Ms. Miranda? I swear that I have no idea!" Miranda was running out of patience and scoffed. "Listen well! The creator of Miracle Skin Cream is Woody Henderson. I'm sure you're familiar with that name!"

Or that he's a wanted criminal and is living undercover. Either ways, it doesn't sound good. If he realises more about you, you could be in danger, or worst, he could hurt mum. She turned abruptly her look back to normal. Nonchalant. "What were we doing again? " She asked. "You were telling me how great a friend I am. " He said and she rolled her eyes. "You wish. We're not friends. Remember, I have a reputation to keep. " She said sitting back on the couch and trying her best to remain calm.

position it a little further away from her mother, then jokingly said, "Mom, you're going through menopause, you've been so hot lately!" "I don't care, you go and see this man's eyes immediately! Mom chose the location well, right at the 'Beach' cafe!” Mom finished bellowing and took the cell phone upstairs. Maria looked miserable, looked at the other man's documents: Holland Deep, graduated from University A, very handsome, but why does this woman look so sour? Maria sighed, also got up, and went upstairs, she had to prepare to go see her eyes soon. Ask her why she doesn't run. Do you want to run too? But…he doesn't have an ID card! Can't run!

The morning light had hardly managed to find its way through the pulled curtains when wham! The news hit me like an express train. I was standing in the kitchen, mechanically making breakfast for the kids, and my cell phone was headlining: "Scandal Uncovered: The Dark Past of Rachel Thompson Brought to Light! " and "Manipulative Gold-Digger? The True Story Behind Rachel's Rise." My heart began to pound as bitter anger swirled along with despair within me.

But who? But I couldn't stop myself. My trembling fingers unlocked the screen. Another message. Another unknown number. The photo took a moment to load. When it did, my heart stopped. It was me-on stage at The Velvet Room-barely dressed under the harsh lights. My face was clear. My shame, undeniable. Underneath the photo: Does your billionaire boss know what you really are?

“From the beginning, you knew me.” Clare’s smile collapsed. Her hands shook violently as her coffee cup toppled, spilling across the table. “No…” she stammered, trembling. Madison’s eyes filled with tears as her voice sharpened. “You’re my mother, aren’t you?” Clare’s lips parted, but no sound came out. The denial trembled on her tongue but never formed. Her hands trembled against the table. “I’m right, aren’t I?” Madison whispered, choking on her tears. She stood abruptly, grabbing her bag. Her vision blurred as she turned toward the door, her heart pounding in her ears.

Had Duncan uncovered my identity? I was so totally fucked!

His lips parted slightly, and he swallowed hard, a look of hunger in his eyes that I'd seen before, but never quite like this. I felt a jolt of surprise as I realized my nightgown was see-through and Steve's eyes were fixed on me, the soft morning light casting a glow through the fabric and outlining my figure. My nipples, hardened by the morning chill, were clearly visible. I quickly untied my hair, letting it fall loosely around my shoulders and breasts, and crossed my arms over my chest in a futile attempt to cover myself. My cheeks burned with heat as I silently cursed the universe for having Steve here this morning. I'd known the nightgown was see-through, but I hadn't anticipated runni

It was a forwarded news article. Nancy came out with the soup, startled by the noise. "What's wrong with the little guy now? He's wailing like the sky's falling." Sydney held up her screen. "Maybe he saw this and realized his mom's a homewrecker. Rough stuff for a kid." Nancy read the headline and gasped. [Hampton Corp.'s CEO, Caleb Hampton, Caught Kissing Mystery Woman in a Bar Late at Night!]