Mary Debenham Novels & Stories

I speak, unconcerned, and calm about the situation. "Oh, sorry! I didn't know he got transferred and I am calling on behalf of Mr. Sherkey Holmes as his wife got into labor just now so he won't be able to attend the meeting at Damison Groups. I am so excited, THEY ARE HAVING A BABY." The lady screams loud enough to impair my eardrums. "Yay! Congratulations to them." I fake my excitement and write it down in my schedule diary. Before she could continue her rant, I keep the phone.

Okay, let me explain, I said to her. When I was coming to work this morning, waiting for the bus, Endrick saw me and he persuaded me to give me a ride to the company but I declined. You what! She exclaimed. You mean you declined the request of Endrick to give you a lift to the company. 'Wow’, she added. Mary, don't you know almost all the female workers working in this particular company always wish for such an opportunity, even only once, but you declined. See Sandra, you can't understand. I said. Okay Mary what's there that I can't understand, she queried.

She narrowed her eyes. “What are you talking about?” I walked to the far corner of the study and opened the drawer of my desk. Inside, a box. Old. Locked. And untouched for years. Until now. I opened it slowly and pulled out an old photograph. A young woman, beautiful, soft-eyed, with that same raven-black hair and fire in her gaze. Lysandra looked over my shoulder. “Who is that?” I smiled coldly. “Her name was Marissa.”

An elderly but good looking man greeted as he walked over to us. "Good evening Mr. Hudson and happy birthday," Philip replied with a smile. Undoubtedly the celebrant. "Thank you, son, I'm assuming this beautiful young lady beside you is your wife." I smiled at him, "Happy birthday Sir, I'm Giordana Forbes, Philip's wife." He accepted my outstretched hand. "Babe I'd like you to meet Mr. Denver Hudson my mentor and business partner, Mr. Hudson like she said, this is Giordana Forbes, my beautiful wife."

MILAGROS Cordova was in her late fifties with thick salt and pepper hair and was the resident doctor of their family since time immemorial. The latter had slowly deteriorated in appearance, still, it didn't affect her ability as much as one would think. She was just incredibly dedicated to working at hand; even doing long hours of duty on weekends. "How is she?" Ira politely asked her. "Well, she's stable. Nothing serious, so don't be a worrywart." Doctor Cordova said to him as if that made it any better.

He placed Amaria on the ground, “ I can heal her but not completely , the bleeding will stop but she might still feel pain ,” Teresa explained, “ Just do it,” Dove said, “ Hey, hybrid remember what I told you, it's the only way to defeat that Daemon, ” Teresa yelled and the hybrid nodded. She turned and knelt beside Amaria's body She closed her eyes and placed her hands on Amaria's stomach, a green mist-like aura engulfed her hands as she began to chant a spell

Some minutes later, Valeria came in and told her that someone wanted to see her, "¿Debería traerla?" "Yes, bring her in." Maria said sitting properly on her chair of authority. Valeria nodded and walked out of the office and within some minutes, a woman dressed in matching red clothes and orange lipstick on her lips, came in with a smile as she focused her gaze on Maria. "Buon giorno." The woman said in Italian and Maria looked up from her phone only to see Dana Hamilton, in flesh. It was Dana Hamilton, the mother of Clara and the woman who had caused her to break down so many times. She was the one in Maria's office.

she replied. "I understand," Clara said sympathetically. "But trust me, you deserve better than him. You're a strong, capable woman and you shouldn't settle for anything less than the best." Amelia nodded slowly, taking in Clara's words. While it didn't completely erase the hurt she was feeling, it did make her feel a little better. Suddenly, Amelia stood up and turned to face Clara. "What happened when you got to Marcellus's house?" she asked. Clara's expression turned serious. "Well, I met Mrs. Mary, the former Chief Maid of the Huxley family but now the Chief Maid of Marcellus. She could tell she was still angry with me."

hugged the lady. "Oh! Hija, don't cry. Mommy Mari is crying too," she said while patting her back. Maria's life got better under the power of Mrs. Marimar Laxamana, sister of Don Henry Laxamana, who owns Laxamana Airlines and real estate. He has one son, Andre Laxamana. Maria's life continued as the CEO of Laxamana Corp. Her mom, Mari, entrusted all her property to her, and she is now legally adopted because the court has already granted her petition. She is now a Laxamana who belongs to the high socialites in society. Maria had just come from the conference that was held in Oklahoma, Japan. She accidentally saw her mortal enemy, Mary. She won't know who I am because I'm no longer the Maria

“Mary as in Nathan’s grandmother?” “Yes.” “I can talk to her?” “Yes.” “About everything?” “Yes.” “She’ll think I am insane.” “Well.” “No, just stop. Fine I’ll go talk to her.” I say as he pushes me towards Mary, who was standing there elegantly, looking like the most confident and beautiful woman in the world. “Hello Ma’am.” I say as my eyes widen when I bump into her, not knowing how to approach a woman that honestly scared me. Her husband was very calm and nice, but she is scary.