Mrs Nice Novels & Stories

My mother is highly skilled at extracting information. The screen on the wall flickered to life, showing the regal, perfectly composed face of Mrs. Evelyn Williams. She was stunningly beautiful, wearing a sophisticated lace gown even for a video call, and her eyes, though assessing, held a cold, unwavering intensity that made Mimi shiver. William, darling, Mrs. Williams greeted her son, her voice smooth and polished. I trust the fallout is manageable. I am still quite shocked by this sudden development, but I will manage the committee. Who is this girl.

” She leaned and whispered the last part. I agreed, clutching the box tighter. I followed her through the left corridor decorated with picturesque landscapes, decorative wall lamps, and various lush plants in pots. I watched, enchanted with the mansion’s interior. If I could pick a home for me, it would be one like that, although definitely smaller. „Beautiful. Isn’t it? It’s all Madison’s doing. She’s a passionate design interior, and our Alpha finances all her projects.” Mrs. Kringle clarified as she held an open door for me.

Mrs Marks was a bit startled but happily went to the kitchen. ____ Arriving at the event planners' office, Alana felt a mixture of excitement and nervousness. As she stepped inside, "Good to see you, Mrs Romero…I was gladly waiting for you," Alana was received by Kelly. One of the best planners, she knew. Brigitte recommended the lady to her. And just as Brigitte described her. Kelly was a beautiful woman with short brown hair with some red patches. A cute round face and bright amber eyes. Her smile was unmatched and her personality was welcoming.

A man in a navy blazer stood at the front, shuffling papers importantly while checking his watch every few minutes. "First time?" the elderly woman whispered. "Yes," I admitted. "I just moved in." She smiled, revealing a perfect set of dentures. "I'm Mrs. Bernice. I've been here for fifteen years. These meetings used to be useful, now it's just Barrister Grey enjoying the sound of his own voice." As if on cue, the man in the blazer tapped a microphone that screeched in before someone tapped me from the back. The way her blouse clung to her curves left nothing to the imagination. She'd opted for a tight pencil skirt, hiked up just enough to make a man's mind wander to dangerous places.

My mother's spiteful words ring in my head and I can't will myself not to believe it. Just as I get in the zone, I’m snapped out of my workflow by the sound of heels clicking on the floor loudly. I look up to find Natalie walking past my office, her short blonde hair perfectly straight and her makeup as impeccable as always. I’ve seen her at a variety of events on television, and she always looks as though she walked straight out of a fashion magazine. She’s exactly the kind of woman someone like Nicholas would marry. I shouldn’t envy her, but a small part of me does.

"Marion, what are you doing over here? I've been looking for you for ages. Everyone's waiting for you to go on stage." She reached Marion's side, her gaze falling on Debra. She extended a hand, her voice sweet and polite. "Are you Mrs. Nichols? I've heard so much about you. Hello, I'm Cathryn Bernard." Debra took a good look at Cathryn. She was elegant, with the classic look of a high-society lady. Her every movement was poised and gracious. Debra extended her hand politely, but just as they were about to shake hands, Marion pulled her back and strode off towards the crowd.

The area outside the operating room, which had been filled with whispered conversations, fell silent. I gave a bitter smile and feigned hurt. Gina avoided my gaze, and Patrick's face twitched with guilt, though he said nothing. Meanwhile, Hannah's in-laws looked at me with disgust, exchanging heavy sighs. Just then, the operating room doors burst open. A nurse rushed out with an anxious look on her face and said, "The patient has an amniotic fluid embolism! You're Dr. Martinez's family... Can someone contact her right away?"

Mrs Martineze. "I'm not interested in this again. Can you remove me please not like I have any important role anyways" Enuice said. "You're our model,did you check your school update at all?" Mrs Martineze asked. Enuice took her phone to check immediately. "Omg I'm shooting with Royals?" She asked loudly and everyone started murmuring. "She's lucky," Nora said. "She's not fit for the shoot,you should be the one instead" white said beside her and Trevor nodded approval.

I waved at them and they reciprocated. Mrs. Humphrey stood up, she was wearing an elegant black gown that made her look like royalty. From her glamorous makeup to her jewelry, nails, and shoes, she appeared classy and full of smiles. " Hello Michelle, it's so nice to finally meet you. You're such a lovely girl." She complimented as she leaned forward and picked up a strand of my hair that was resting on my and tucked it behind my ears. " such a beautiful soul."

Mrs Taylor was going to reply to the lady when Ace chipped in. "Nancy... That is Ann... She is a nobody, so you should ignore her while you are here..." Those words from Ace made her stagger back and she held her chest. It felt like her heart was being ripped off her chest. Her eyes glistened with tears, but it was best not to embarrass herself in front of this lady. "Oh..." Nancy smiled, revealing her perfect dentition. "Ace is right. You should ignore her..." Mrs Taylor paused, then turned to Ann and said, "What are you waiting for? Come and take her suitcase inside,"