Mysteries Laura Novels & Stories

She had not copied the documents on Harry's computer, so how did these business secrets leak? Flustered, the only thing Laura wanted to do was to confront Michel and demand answers immediately. With that thought in mind, she did just that. Laura immediately drove to the Jensen residence in Haven City. When she arrived at the gate, she saw that Michel's car had just pulled up. At that moment, he was getting out of the car, arm in arm with a young woman in her prime.

Laura is a pretty and sexy lady of 23 years, she is the younger sister of Zach Mathews, and she is a tough and hard woman, after her mother's death during her high school senior year, she tried to figure the depression resulting her to join a martial artist gang and trained herself nonstop, she learned many skills both sniper shooting, targeting one shooter of any type of gun, best assassination, best fighter, foreshadowing, foresight and many more, all the skills she learned made her most powerful second to her boss. When she entered college, she left the gang and established her own agency all over America both in assassination, business dealings and all politicians and wealthy men deepest

Mallory continued to ask, putting her hand on my right chest. I cleared my throat. “Um, yes.” I then looked at Laura, trying to keep in my thoughts and the urge to tell Mallory that I know her. “Forgive me for staring… madam,” I spoke, my heart shattered into pieces as I acted that I didn't know her. Laura cleared her throat as she replied, “There’s no need to worry, good sir. You didn’t do anything… wrong.” She continued to avoid my stare. “Robert, Laura over here is a baker,” Mallory entered the conversation, “She made those cookies that I gave you before.”

“You know it's me, but why do you always ask me to recite those cringe spells? Tsk." "That's our policy, miss. Please come inside, Master has waited for you.” Laura didn't need much time to come out after entering the small room while carrying a bottle of clear liquid such as sparkling water. She went back down the street with the carriage rattled loudly. She rubs a small bottle like a precious object. 'I will destroy the Lanchaster family with this, then all my misery will end.' Laura went back into the cake shop and changed her dress to the previous one. She came out of the cake shop.

“Meaning, you don’t really care if I’m innocent or not. All you’re into is capturing even someone who didn’t break the law, just because they resemble those who had committed one. As long as justice is served, right? I might say, you really have given me a good picture of what you all are. Thank you for being competent, officer!” Without waiting for a response, she ended the call. Her head was throbbing wildly, the corner of her lips curving into a fake, nasty smile. If luck would have it, she may as well consider herself as the most wanted girl alive, and worse, have one more case against her. All that for merely being curious who Zheira Martin was. “Is there a problem, Madame? You seem tro

“Okay. Now I will give you the explanation you want." Having finished speaking, she waved her hand, signaling something. Laura still couldn't digest what she said, when suddenly a group of police officers rushed into the hall and surrounded Laura. "What are you doing?" Laura's face turned pale, she held onto the podium and stabilized her body. “Miss. Laura, we suspect you were involved in causing Miss's car accident. Olwen kidnapped Mica and bribed an assassin to harm Miss. Bertha. We invite you to the police station to coordinate the investigation.” A policeman showed his business card and said. He ordered his subordinates to capture Laura.

She turned her gaze to me, her disdain burning into my skin. “She’s a social-climbing bitch,” Laura sneered, her voice dripping with derision. “She probably murdered her husband to cosy up to his friend. And besides,” she added, her voice rising with contempt, “we don’t even know where she’s from—her past or who she really is.” Her words cut deep, but I didn’t flinch. “If Malachi can’t see the dangers he’s exposing himself to, then he isn’t fit to rule either,” Laura continued, her voice trembling with rage now, though her focus stayed unrelenting.

“You all try and get something from your arrangement. But not me, no.” She takes another step. I take one backwards. Mia gives a soft cry in my arms. Her palm touches my face. I’m acutely aware of how close I am to the kitchen island. Laura stalks me like I’m pray. “Are you a devil?” Laura asks with a cock of her head. “What?” I gasp. “No, Gods –”

Her eyes locked on Laura, intensity burning. “You don’t believe it?” Laura shook her head. “No. I don’t.” “And what if you find out it’s real?” Sloane asked, tossing her bag onto the couch and walking closer to the bed. “You know I’m the baddest girl in this game,” Sloane added, her eyes serious. She was a private investigator—a well-known one—and had studied criminal justice in school. Sloane had been close friends with Laura and Melissa back then; they were inseparable. Melissa didn’t attend school, but Sloane did.

Rose winked and she laughed. “Goodnight mum and have a good night's rest” she went out of the parlor to the dining area before ascending up the stairs. *** “Hello, there is something I might know about Daniella Bamidele’s disappearance.” “Who is this and where are you calling from?” the woman at the other end asked and he could hear a shuffling and movement in the background but he knew if he stayed longer, they might track him and that was the last thing he needed at the moment.