Miss Hattie From Despicable Me Novels & Stories

She added, her tone dripping with mockery. My jaw tightened as I finally lifted my gaze. Hattie. My stepsister. Perfect hair, perfect skin and the perfect smile which made her the golden actress of the industry. She sat with her legs crossed as the makeup artists touched her up, preparing her for the role that was meant to be mine. “What are you waiting for?” She snapped again. “Get your stupid ass over here!”

His smile reached his eyes, revealing perfect dentition, one she had fantasized about kissing. After walking a few steps, they arrived at another abandoned house. Leone pushed the creaky door and led Gabby inside. The entire house was dark except for one headlight directly above the head of a figure, seated in from of multiple computers, hands flying across keyboards. Sounds of leaks could be heard at various spots. "Miss Presley, I'd like you to meet Franklin Hills, the best hacker you'll ever find." Gabby started long and hard at this familiar figure, posture almost deformed by crouching in front of a computer for too long as he stood up to shake hands with her.

she said quietly. "Wow, they have to have an event for that? Werewolves are so dramatic!" I exclaimed. Charlotte laughed, then stopped immediately. "I shouldn't laugh because I know what it feels like. They did the same thing to me. It was so humiliating." She shook her head. "But I heard it's for that beta girl, Selena. I don't care about her. She is a mean person!" Charlotte declared.

"I don't believe you. I am Zeb's girlfriend. I worked at this company and—" "Ohhh, I'm sorry! Zeb was really having fun playing around. I think I know you, but I just don't focus on accessories. I mean, it won't make a difference if you are ever his woman. Nice meeting you, rebound girl." Maxine said as she smiled at Hattie with a deep insult. Hattie was about to give Maxine a slap, but Maxine managed to stop her. "Watch your actions, my dear. You don't know whom you are bumping into."

I coughed a bit, gripping myself tighter. " Commander Snake, we're here," Kira announced. Folding her hands, Jeff walked forward. It was quiet for a while until a door opened and a huge man walked out, his face completely hidden by the hat he wore. I trembled slightly, but still looked at him. I could feel his gaze on me and could detect a faint scar running down his face. " You're late." He began, his voice gruff. Kira sighed. " Yeah boss, we're sorry about that. We got a bit held up." She said, glancing at me. I ignored her. His gaze settled back on me.

"Hello, sir, I'm Penelope Bloom." There was already a girl standing there with files and a laptop, explaining to Mr. Reed about her work progress. Her black dress hugging her body perfectly and her light brown hair was secured in a bun on top of her head. Marissa Conner. Her eyes studied her face for a minute then she closed the laptop and said, "I'll come later." She walked towards Penelope and stopped for a second. She looked at her with her bright green eyes. Penelope felt intimated under her gaze. “Uh…?” She hesitated.

Then I turned on her. "Speak. Who are you, and how do you know my wife?" She fidgeted, rubbing her hands together, her eyes darting nervously before she lowered her head. "My name is Hatty. I own Hatty Pharmaceuticals. Corrie often came to run tests there, and we grew close after she tutored me for one of my college exams. She was… really cool. I never expected her to know so much, since she usually taught O-Level students…" Her words trailed off, until suddenly her face clicked into place in my memory.

“Sorry, not trying to scare you. But be careful where she’s concerned. She’s not nice.” Based on Hattie’s expression, I had a feeling she had been a victim by Chrissy’s hands more than once. “I’ll keep that in mind. Thank you.” I took another bite of pizza, tearing my gaze from Chrissy to distract myself from being the target of a potential upcoming disaster, only to become aware that the entire dining hall was staring at me by now. Great. “So…” Hattie spoke, shifting in her seat. She hadn’t touched her food yet, staring at me. “I know there’s no great way to say this, but, I’m sorry for what happened to you. You seem great, and he’s a fool.”

I replied and politely maneuvered around him so I could enter my dad's cottage. Telling from the entrance way, the culprit did not use force entry and seeing as my dad was still healing, he didn't put up a fight. I continued to walk up the hallway and when I was a few steps from entering the living room, a curvy black haired minx appeared in front of me to stop me with a small smile. Her green eyes matched the ones of her mate's and her high cheekbones and oval shaped face accentuated her exotic features. I returned it politely and looked down at her swollen belly, "Good morning Rebekah. I was not expecting to see you as well. Congratulations. How is Hades?"

She couldn't have been more than sixteen, with wide hazel eyes and honey-colored hair pulled back in a practical braid. "I'm sorry to wake you, Miss, but Alpha Larry said you need to be ready for breakfast by eight, and it's already seven-thirty." I sat up slowly, the silk nightgown sliding against the expensive sheets. "Who are you?" "Oh!" She dipped into a quick curtsy. "I'm Emma. Emma Collins. I've been assigned as your personal maid." "My what?" "Your maid, Miss. To help you dress and... and whatever else you need." Her cheeks flushed pink. "I know it's strange, but the Alpha insisted. He said a Luna needs proper attendance."