Novel & Cerita Melanie Watt

This bitch. "Rita! Hi, I can't talk now. I am working. At lunch maybe?" I try to sound professional. "I know Ethan. Haha, you are so funny. There is a package from A****n from Ryan. I am sending it to the tenth floor and see you at lunch." I hear her irksome giggles before she keeps her side of the phone. And I really feel like a dumb bitch.

(DELANIE POV): It's been two weeks now and hav not fulfilled Mama G's task of getting melanie. I have noticed that someone has been keeping an eye on me and i am sure she was the one who sent that particular person. Melanie taking a bath tonight will help me finish this off. Surely my dear sister will not want such video of herself bathing in an abandoned building to come out right? ...hours later... "Okay Melanie, lets go." i said to her. "I'm not really sure i want to do this Delanie. It feels like something is going to backfire on me." Melanie said.

Both of them looked young and yeah they spoke money in their outfits. "Good afternoon, Ms. Witnick," Mel greeted the woman dressed in a peach-colored dress. I could smell the expensive perfume from where I stood "Good afternoon, you must be Valerie. It's finally great to meet you. Ms. Williams talked about you a lot," her voice was nice but she was misunderstood between me and Mel. "No, you are getting it all wrong," Mel replied quickly. "I’m her secretary, Melanie, this is Miss Valerie," she introduced me stepping sideways as I came forward. She stared at me openly and I turned towards Melanie asking her through my eye gestures that was there something on my face.

“You may ask your questions.” I rolled back my shoulders and drew a deep breath. “Have you ever met and talked to Josie when she was in high school?” “I learned about her long after you decided to treat her like trash.” She gave me a cold smile. I mirrored it, choosing to ignore her comment. “Was Melanie Wattson one of your spies?” Her brows knitted. “Who?” I sighed. “A rather tall blonde. She used to be friends with Estelle. I believe her father was a banker.”

Melanie replied calmly. " I was wondering if you would like to work in my company I need a personal assistant" Killian needs an assistant, he had never had an assistant neither has he made vacancies for one, what is he up to now, he wants Melanie to work for him. Melanie looked stunned she could neither say an okay or reject. She looked so stunned. "It's okay you can think about it" " Thank you" "Actually I got something I've always wanted to tell you" "What could it be ?" she asked looking unaware of what he was about to say, though it looked obvious that he was about to confess to her, I knew he wanted to.

Just then, Isla walked through the crowd and stopped next to Melanie, looking as though she was supporting her while looking for Jeffrey who stood out in the crowd. “Over 15 million dollars…” All the ladies who had been waiting expectantly for a good show exchanged looks as they mumbled under their breaths. They didn’t expect Melanie to be so capable. No wonder she claimed to have the ability to create steady flows of income for herself…

Chapter One. MELANIE'S POINT OF VIEW "Holy shit! I'm done for!", I screamed as I jumped out of bed. You must be wondering why I'm freaking out when it's only minutes past five in the morning but trust me when I tell you that I have legitimate reason to freak out. I'm Melanie Wright, twenty-seven years old and... That's about all that's important about me, I don't have much of a life. I graduated from school at twenty-two and worked multiple jobs for about two years before landing a job in the almighty Knight Incorporated.

"I am the woman who made these clothes! And I am telling you—the brand is a lie! The Wolfe Protocol is a cage! If you love the idea of Grace Sterling, then let the woman go!" For a heartbeat, the crowd wavered. The clerk blinked, her hands dropping from Ethan’s arm. But then, the television in the corner surged to life with a volume that shook the walls. It was Melanie Vance. She wasn't in a tactical suit anymore. She was sitting in my office at Sterling Headquarters, wearing my favorite white silk blouse. "Don't listen to the prototype," Melanie said, her voice smooth and maternal. "The woman in that room is a fragmented copy, broken by the collapse. She is dangerous to herself and to the h

Chapter 1: Alejandro's First Temptation Melanie sat in the middle of the large king-sized bed inside her luxurious penthouse in Los Angeles. At twenty-four years old, extremely wealthy from her family's fortune, she remained a virgin. It had been her fantasy for a long time. Using her money and connections, she secretly hired five stunning men for a special "competition."

Hearing Wyatt say her name sent an involuntary shiver throughout Melanie's body. "I'm fine Wyatt," she said coolly, "Excuse me, I need to get some water." Melanie picked up her empty glass and left the patio, all the while mentally reprimanding herself for the way she had reacted. She had been married and divorced twice, and never even thought of those two much more recent relationships once they ended, but for some reason she couldn't seem to stop her body from trembling the moment Wyatt walked into the room. One of the reasons she hadn't attended any of the previous reunions was because she didn't know how she would react to seeing him again. Twenty years or twenty days, it didn't seem to