Million Dollar Houses Pierce The Veil นิยาย & เรื่องราว

" Lisa quizzed, trying to act friendly when clearly her boss has told her not to interact with Sharon. "No, I'll find my way" she replied bluntly and moved towards the stairs. Do you think I wanna help you before?- Lisa thought to herself and rolled her eyes at her back before going the other way. If not that Sharon held tightly to the stairs handle, she'd rolled down the stairs already since she wouldn't stop gazing around at the elegance and beauty of Nathaniel's house. "He looks senseless but I guess he used some sense when planning to build this house because it looks so great!" She muttered to herself as she tried touching the white porcelain on the shelf, just then Ava walked out of th

Sona couldn't help asking this while Marry looked at her with stunned eyes. “ You don't know Millie? Are you for sure? She is the top model of our country, and not only that she is now an international model. She has started her journey with Karan's studio but now you see how famous she is, I have heard that she is now having issues with Karan and was not ready to come for the shoot, but Mr. Goenka personally called her and which girl could reject him, so, she is here, but, normally she doesn't come for such a shooting no matter how rich the company is, however, Goenka Real Estates is also something, ” she replied while someone reported that Mr. Goenka had also arrived and the shooting had s

He fixed his gaze on Eve and said "Welcome to our abode, Miss Bloom." Eve smiled. "It's a pleasure to be here." The sound of footsteps racing down the stairs caused the trio to cast their gaze at the stairs. Mrs Richard, dressed in a black print gown made her way down the stairs. When she got to the living room, her vanilla fragrance took charge of Eve's nostrils. There was a diamond ring on her left finger and her hair was sparkling. Eve stared at her black flip-flops. It was a designer product made of fur. Henry was right. His mother was indeed sophisticated.

A few minutes later, the car stopped in front of a large mansion. The entrance is cobblestone. Colorful flowers surround the walls. While David pulled the car into the garage, Ella stood watching the mansion. She had never seen a house as beautiful as David's. To the right is the swimming pool. On the left is a long road, planted with many trees. A feeling of suspense welled up in her heart. After a while, they asked, and she knew how to answer.

There was something nagging me at the back of my mind, a piece of puzzle I hadn't yet put together. As I skimmed through the documents, I noticed something odd_ a series of small transactions, barely noticeable among larger sums but consistent. They were payments to a shell company, one that had only recently come into existence. My heart pounded as I cross-checked the information, my suspicions confirmed when I traced the shell company back to Alexander McQueen

It was already afternoon. Agnes Carson still hadn’t called to offer an explanation. Luther Greene was still constantly uploading new posts. He had just posted three pictures flaunting his million-dollar dowry, all of which rocked the internet. The comment section was flooded instantly with people who did not hold back in expressing their envy. That was when I spotted a comment from Agnes. "I accept your hand in marriage! In twenty years, we shall celebrate our anniversary with our children." "I love you, my dearest wife."

"The police are downstairs. He’s going to have me committed. There’s nothing else I can do." I hung up before she could plead further. The blue light of the phone died, leaving us in the flickering, weak beam of Pierce’s flashlight. He was pointing it toward the corners of the room, the light dancing over the empty portrait frames and the jagged shadows of the bookshelves. "There’s no one here," Pierce muttered, more to himself than to me. He sounded shaken, the polished veneer of the billionaire savior cracking to reveal the paranoid man underneath. "It’s the ventilation. The pressure change in the pipes. Sign the document, Jane. Now."

The news anchor’s voice continued. A body was found this morning in a home in Pacific Heights. It is been said that a note was left behind, but nobody knows what it says yet. This is all happening just a few days after there were rumors about the marriage of Avalon Pierce, who is the CEO of Pierce Holdings, and his wife Selene Castellano. Many people thought these rumors were started by Marcus Pierce, who was trying to cause trouble for his nephew and maybe even affect his inheritance. Avalon muted the TV.

She raised the golden marker high into the air, her voice cutting through the deep suspense of the dead silent ballroom like a blade of polished ice. Three hundred million dollars, Vivienne announced.

My chest burned, every breath coming in short, ragged gasps. She is still married to him. That was the only explanation. Why else would she disappear without a word? Anger bubbled up inside me, hot and suffocating. I marched down to where Bill stood by the car waiting. I didn't wait for him to open the door, I entered the car slamming the door after me. "Drive!" I barked. Bill just nodded and drove off. I immediately dialed Jack. "I need every information about the patient in room 403 at the family's hospital, and I need it today!"