Mr. williams! madame is dying Novels & Stories

Without changing, she laid down, exhaled deeply, and let sleep take her like a warm tide. --- Madison’s scream pierced through the King mansion like a siren. “No! Oh God, no!” She staggered back from the bed, her hands trembling as she reached once more for the man’s wrist. But his pulse was long gone. His body, cold and stiff. William King was dead.

Betsy waited outside the operating room looking anxious. "You still care about him, don’t you?" I asked her quietly. "Who says I do?" she snapped. "I'm just worried that if he dies, what will happen to our business?" It made sense! I nodded quickly. If he died at our guesthouse, there was no way we could keep running it. Seeing her hard exterior, I sighed. "I don't know where you got your information, but there's no truth to it,” Julius said to his mother.

“What words, Mr Williams?” “Uhh, that... that, you are not a real queen and that... that you’ll sink us all into oblivion. and also...” He sighed again, his shoulders sunk and his face turned regretful as he huffed. “I do hate to repeat these words to you, your majesty.” “Mr Williams, I can see it’s troubling you, but I am not made of glass, so please... continue.” “He said... he claimed you were a whore ma’am.”

“You took everything I had to give. Thank you.” She smiled weakly. Exhausted. Satisfied. “Did it work?” I looked at the blank canvas across the room. Still white. Still empty. I shook my head. “No,” I said. “Not yet.” I helped her to the couch. Wrapped her in a robe. Gave her water. I looked at the last woman. Elena waited. Her gre en eyes locked on me. Unreadable. “Elena,” I said. “It's finally your turn.”

Not with everything that was weighing on me heavily. "Who was that?" Peter asked, his brow furrowed. "No one," I muttered, rubbing my temples. I didn't want to explain. My phone buzzed again and a text message vibrated against my palm as the phone was still in my grasp. It was from one of the servants at home. My eyes widened as I read the message. -Sir Logan, I just have to inform you. The madam wishes to proceed with the cremation of the late Master- Horror washed over me as I read every single word. Cremation?

The Williams have always been proud people and she expected their employees to be the same but she was clearly mistaken. "Hello, I have an appointment with Mr Williams?" Gaby made it sound like a question because she wasn't sure. After all, she knew nothing of the meeting until her father called her in the morning so she wasn't sure if the appointment was booked in her name or her father's. "Oh Miss Jones, right this way. Mr Williams is expecting you," one of the ladies made her way out her desk and motioned her towards the exclusive elevator. 'Seems like he's been expecting me then,' Gaby said in her head before following the lady to the elevator.

JoJo sure was taking his time that day,I almost thought that he wouldn't come back. I decided to go check it out,and I heard muffled voices when I went in closer. I stopped and listened. "True won't know yet okay"Aunt Willa said in a low tone. Know about what exact! "Am gonna tell him Willa,his grandad is in the hos..." "Shhhh!"She cautioned. I dropped the plate in my hand,which caused it to break into a million pieces. "Shit!"JoJo said under his breath,loud enough to be heard.

“It’s her hand in this. Always has been.” For a heartbeat, silence hung. Then Killian moved faster than I could blink, his fist driving into Varrick’s gut, forcing the air from his lungs in a violent wheeze. “You lying bastard,” Killian hissed, seizing Varrick by the collar. “The Madame is dead.” He slammed him back against the chair, the metal rattling against the floor. “You think you can throw ghost stories at us and crawl away?” Varrick coughed, sputtering, but that grin still clung to his face, blood-stained now. “Dead… doesn’t always mean gone.”

Tears were running down her face, a hand placed on Belle's cheek making her look down. "Run Belle." Shaking her head no, her tears were falling uncontrollably. She could hear commotion behind her but did not look. "Remember we are always taught to never leave a friend to die. I am not going anywhere. I will be right here till you pass." As she said it Maddie's form turned grey and her body started to crumble. Sleep well Maddie, sleep well and may I hope I find my way to your resting grounds. JEZZEBELLE!