Novel & Cerita Monica Graham

Monica replied. "Why," Mrs Scott asked. "I just needed some money to take care of my disabled son. I was hoping to win his petty," Monica replied almost in tears. "Monica, you are such an ungrateful person. I have withdrawn my support," Mrs Scott said and ended the call while Monica was begging. "You heard it for yourself," Mrs Scott said looking at Aiden who was shocked to the bone by what has just heard. "When did Monica turn into this?" Aiden thought.

My paranoid mind started to overthink again. Monica lowered her face, looking embarrassed and fazed. "I... I am an orphan, Miss Clark. I used to have many jobs because I had to survive. I work in clubs as a waitress and sell pieces of information to people just like that vampire woman did. Until I got arrested and was marked as a slave to different masters before."

"That would be nice. But I can't. She is my best friend. This liver of hers is rich so maybe that's why she's proud now." "Ungrateful bitch." Monica spat out."I know of an ungrateful bitch in my life too. My son's first wife. Laura." At that point, Kim smirked. This was when she needed to drop the bomb. "Really? My best friend's name is also Laura. Laura Jones." Monica's eyes widened in shock. "What! She's the same person then. Ha! Such an ungrateful bitch indeed. That's just how she is. So all this money she has, is just because you're helping her??"

Nick walked out immediately, rubbing his forehead in agony and shame, he didn't have far to go, we had officers waiting on the outside for him also. I take my seat in the boss' chair, smiling, I looked around the table. "Hello gentlemen, my name is Camila Clair Camorra, I am your CEO" I say leaning back and watching their faces go from shocked to very impressed. Elijah smiles at me in adoration, he's so handsome!. But what are the odds, I'm the villain in everyone else's story except his.

He whispered cheerfully. I offered him a warm smile. “Soon daddy, exercise a little patience.” He nodded and leaned into his seat. Turning to face the crowd once more, I zoned out as the MC gave a few birthday speeches to the alpha. “Let's welcome Princess Ruby for her beautiful presentation to the alpha.” I jolted up right when I heard my name. This was it. I stood up, my hands holding the hem of my long gown, as I walked towards the MC and accepted the mic with a nod.

He succumbed to feelings of helplessness; a desperate man at the end of his rope. “Take me to her.” As she picked up her bag and stood, Raphael could see the attraction she commanded. A beautiful, older woman, Monica had bronzed skin and long, straight black hair tinged with white every now and again, almond-shaped eyes colored a stormy gray, and a quiet disposition that spoke of age and wisdom.

“What are you saying, Mrs. Brown… you want me to coach her for free in my own time?” “Not at all… this is not why I have come… as I explained, we have no money. Tracia means the world to us. She’s set her heart on getting this scholarship, it means so much to her. I would like to offer myself to you.” Monica lifted her cup up to her mouth, waiting for my reply. “Yourself… as in your body?” I smiled, not believing my own hearing. She was an attractive woman for sure.