Novel & Cerita Mrs Nice

Everything about Iris had intrigued me that night and I had only stopped for a drink about a very annoying day, I actually never did stuff like this—-one night stand they weren't for me. “Hello Honey. You okay?” I hummed hearing the voice of one of the most beautiful women in my life, my mother, Mrs Jessica Knight. She was the epitome of beauty with her natural long blonde hair and even after almost 50 years of living, she didn't look even thirty.

The room buzzed with animated conversations and laughter, the guests enjoying the extravagant hospitality of their wealthy host. Among the crowd, Mrs. Robert moved gracefully through the room, her radiant smile never faltering as she greeted her guests with charm and grace. Dressed in a stunning designer gown that shimmered in the light, she exuded an air of sophistication and elegance that captivated all who laid eyes on her.

They had their backs to each other, they were talking to Martha, the cook. I cleared my throat to get his attention. The three of them turned to me. The first thing I noticed was how pretty Mrs. Carson was, she was maybe twenty-two or twenty-three years old. Her hair was blonde, her complexion was white as snow, and her face was fine. Now I understand why Romario had married her. If Nicky were to look at her, I'm sure he would like it too or it would only attract his attention, but he would never tell me and would try to convince himself that the only one he has to like is me.

Just then, a name appeared in her senses and she smiled. Natalie. She quickly winded up and went to Dixon villa. … “Good evening, Madam.” “Wow! She is too gorgeous.” “How beautiful she is!” “Look at her floral gown.” “Oh my god! How pretty she is!” “Mr Dixon is very lucky.” “Wow… Sexy…” “Look at her perfect body shapes.” “Oh, her cleavage.”

Haha! ~Miss Pretty

Mrs Taylor was not shy from adopting any wicked trick to get what she wanted. Ellora argued to carry herself with grace and dignity that Mrs Taylor lacked. Yet, it was the crudity of the latter that she couldn't deal with. “I don't care,” Roseanne said. She was staring at the woman standing quite far from her, talking on the phone. She was so beautiful that even Barbie would fall short. Mrs Taylor was a beautiful Barbie doll. Lush curly blonde hair, deep ocean blue eyes and a very attractive body.” She looked as if she was merely in his thirties.

She felt a silent gratitude towards Nicole for not prying into the matter of her silver strands after their brief conversation. Nicole remained silent, observing Scarlett with growing amazement. The more she observed this girl, the more she found herself taken aback. Scarlett’s etiquette and demeanor were impeccable, as though she were designed for royalty. Beauty and elegance radiated from her, unquestionably embodying the delicacy expected of a Luna.

Ferguson! [I knew it! Not everyone wants to repeat the past. Mr. Ferguson is excellent, but he doesn’t match our President Nicole!] [Nicole is so pretty! Please make your debut! I’ve already pre-ordered the jewelry. It’s too beautiful!] [Nicole’s outfit is simply amazing! Mere mortals like us won’t be able to pull this off so perfectly!] ......

She looked up from her book at me a little annoyed. "Do you know Anam you are 22? behave a little mature " I rolled my eyes and sat beside her "I am going out. Ayan is picking me so inform Hayat when she is back " Noori just nodded. The doorbell rang Noori instantly got up like she was expecting someone. I followed her out. I know it is not Ayan because there are still 5 minutes for him to come. I followed Noori to the living room and sat on the couch waiting for whoever was at door to come inside. My phone beeped I unlocked it. there was a message from Mahira