Mrs Mellark Novels & Stories

(Mina) _______________________________________________________ Duke Family & Duke Merrica P.O.V Inside the glorious and the richest mansion in all of northern Hallerus, a Dignified and beautiful 25 years old woman was relaxing and enjoying her afternoon in the back garden, she was the second most powerful human in the northern land, this blonde beautiful lady was a wife to Duke Merrica Murr and 5th Princess of Hallerus Kingdom, Duchess Marriane Hallerus Murr. Her relaxing afternoon tea has been interrupted by the sudden commotions inside the Mansion.

,Precious said continuously to the Sean who wasn't showing any sign of survival. In a large office, a lady was seated on a chair with a script in her hands, she couldn't stop smiling as she read with her eye's still on the script. She's Mrs Chapel Hill Ronald, the CEO of the bakery company, she's fifty of age but looks more younger than her age due to the way she dresses, her make up and the way she takes care of herself. With the expensive jewelrie on her, it could tell she's rich. The door opened and a lady just like her age came in, she dress just like her but she didn't put on much jewelries, She's Mrs Sheila Sheppard also a CEO and a full owner of a milk company, her company also produc

“M&J is just a small tech start-up. You cannot poach Mellisa from us.” She pointed at me then, as if staking a claim. “She is a partner at Morgan Group and furthermore she is my daughter-in-law!” Josh stiffened. And also a few people turned properly now, trying and failing to pretend they weren’t watching the drama unfold before one of the biggest competitions of the year. Mrs. Morgan continued, “You couldn’t possibly afford her.” That last line hung in the air like a dare. Josh didn’t answer and at first, I didn’t move.

Now he got married to a middle aged millionaire and most probably got here as her plus one. Noah stepped half in front of me, voice low and dangerous. “Walk away.” Mace’s eyes flicked to him, then back to me. “Still need three men to fight your battles, huh? Pathetic.” I opened my mouth to answer but a soft voice cut through. “Darcelle Vance?” I turned. An older woman in her late sixties with her silver hair in an elegant chignon, navy gown, pearl earrings stood smiling warmly. I recognized her instantly. It was Margaret Hale, founder of Hale Global Logistics.

The person who called her was smiling warmly, "Indeed, you are Miss Smith from the Smith family. You might not know me, I am Sarah's mother. If Miss Smith doesn't mind, you can call me Aunt." "Aunt," Elaine softly called out, slowly raising her head to look at Melissa Garcia. As the chairman of Luman Real Estate, Melissa always exuded a strong and confident aura. Her hair was neatly styled, dressed in a black, white, and gray suit, and she wore high-heeled leather shoes with a sharp gaze.

MARRIED TO MR RIGHT(MMR) * * * #01 "There all done" The makeup artist Brian had told to make me up said to me. I felt the tears coming out from the corner of my eyes. "don't you want to see how it looks?" she asked again but this time placing the mirror in front of me. I took it from her and threw it on the floor making it smash into a million pieces. My life is being ruined and I can't seem to do anything about it. I can't believe I'm getting married to this arrogant bastard.

When I found out I was going to die, I accepted it with ease. My mate, Simon Knightley, came to me with a sullen expression and said, "Zora, Laila has been in poor health since birth. She's an Omega with the weakest healing ability. "One of her kidneys is failing, and she needs a transplant to survive."

I hope that after the opening day we will have so many investors that MAMA will be consolidated, and we will no longer need any X cent. — Good morning, Dalia. - greets Mr. X standing in front of the lecture hall. He turns towards me and lightly touches my arm. — Then I would like to talk to you in the office. —All right. - I respond with mild irritation that does not seem to affect you. —I look forward. - comments X with a slight smile.

Molly replied while glancing around to look for any sign of Rayan. “Yeah maybe.” Lily nodded with a sigh. Molly was about to walk away with the tray of glasses when a middle-aged woman walked towards them. Molly instantly recognized her as the person in charge of the food. Her name was Martha, and she was one of the strictest and meanest maids she had come across.

“So what do you think of her presentation Mr. Ellmord?” My eyes widened instantly. Mr. Ellmord? It can’t possibly be…Ever so slowly, I turned to look at the person sitting next to me, and I was met with the perfect face of Xavier Ellmord. Although Xavier’s face is poker, his eyes twinkled with excitement. He stared at me briefly before returning his gaze to Mrs. Jackson. “Is that all your company can offer? Because I can swear that I’ve seen that design she just presented somewhere.”