Novel & Cerita Meilin X Miriam

Yes, thats me,I replied, my tone calm but warm. Oh my goodness!she exclaimed, her face lighting up with a broad smile. Its such an honor to meet you. I never imagined Id be sitting at the same table as you! Marks arm rested casually on the back of my chair, his demeanor protective yet proud. Frankly,he interjected, Nina—or Miss Miriam, as you may know her—didnt just build her career with hard work and talent. She also helped me secure the recent bid for the Santiago Project. Youll be seeing it in the news soon enough.

“It's a business, after all, so you are right.” The lady stared around her, awestruck by the interior decors. The few staff around are busy with their work, not minding or having chance for any distraction. With the aura, she could tell Mr. Ryan got everything in order —this was what she imagined it to be or maybe more to it. “This way, Ms…" Miriam cited simply as she gestured forward, leading the way, with the lady following her trail. “Sorry, I did not introduce myself earlier. I'm Miriam, Mr. Ryan's personal assistant and one of the board directors, too. You are?”

But he was still supposed to inform me that he was travelling. “Yeah,” I nodded. “I had a lot in my mind that I forgot. You know Kieran, he is always travelling.” She forced a smile and stretched out her hand to shake me. “I'm Mira,” she introduced. Mira? As in Mira, Kieran's secretary. The only woman who can look into Kieran's burning eyes and not get burnt. “Wow,” I said, taking her hand. “It's a pleasure to finally meet you.”

came her response, then in a low tone she said, “do not think that I am blind. I can see the way you look at Miguel every time he's here.” I was shocked. Because I knew I hid my desires well. “You're spouting rubbish,” I told her, “and if I ever hear stupid rumours about me, I'll come for your ass.” Miriam's lips stretched with a smile. “I guess you are not bothering to hide your true colours anymore, eh? You are not different from Penelope. You two think you're better than everyone in this place,” she sneered at me. “What is happening here?” the scratchy old voice of Mother Superior resonated through the empty hallway.

Melissa what are you doing in there, I heard the princess Luciana calling out to me and I immediately swam out of the room. "Am sorry my princess I'm just arranging the room" I said to her and she rolled her eyes sitting down and ordering me to fix her hair. My name is Melissa and I'm a blued tail mermaid slave. I work in the palace as the princess Luciana's maid. I was taken in as a palace slave when my mother committed a crime. She fell in love with a human and got pregnant for the human an act which is a crime in Atlantica.

I asked the maiden which was in her late fifty, I was quite sure she knows something from the way she cringed and the fear in her eyes. "my name is Miriam" she replied and I nodded, "I am asking about Lilian, tell me everything you know about her peacefully or I would force the answer out of your mouth, you won't want to lose your families?" I raised my gaze and she swallowed hard, Her lips were quivering, beads of sweat formed on her forehead,

Levi As he got off the car, he felt conflicted. Even throughout the ride he felt a bad premonition. Still, he was confident in Qiao Mo. She was diligent, smart, responsible and neat. The beau ideal of secretarial work. He always felt lucky when he was with her for some reason and always wanted to compliment her. So why, why did he feel so uneasy? It was when he saw her, head bowed, eyes stared at the floor and on the verge of prostration in front of her colleagues that he realized the reason behind this uneasiness.

During the drive, it was silent until mother started her chatter about how Damien seems to be a funny gentleman. "I'm honored that you think of me that way, Mrs. Maine," he replied, whilst holding the car's steering wheel using one hand. I could sense that Damien's been glancing at me at the mirror in secrecy. But it was no use, as I could sense his gaze very easily. Mother laughs softly at his response, like an elegant, noble lady, and says, "Not only are you humble, yet also very kind."

Pack members in the kitchen were mostly women and a few men, they were moving around briskly, chatting and laughing as they worked. One of the older women looked up when she saw me. Her eye widened and she welcomed me. “Lady Elysia?” she asked, wiping her hands on her apron. I smiled softly, “I hope I’m not interrupting. I just… I wanted to help. Learn something new, maybe?” The woman chuckled. “You’re not interrupting at all my lady. I’m Miriam, the head cook.” “You want to learn how to cook? That’s a first for a Luna,” she smiled, offering me a chair to sit down.

I could still remember the way he looked at me when I confronted him about Miriam. The scene kept replaying in my head over and over again and just thinking about it annoys me so much I want to pull out all his hair from his head. “Yes, Miriam works in my company. Why are you making a big deal out of it?” he had responded, so calm and nonchalantly. And he dared ask me why I was making a big deal out of it? Like what the hell was going in that man's head.