Paula Choice Steps นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Please don’t do this. She’s stupid, Roman. She’s stupid and stubborn and reckless but she’s not—she’s not evil. Please just stop—” Roman doesn’t even glance at her. So she keeps going. Chloe sobs, shaking violently. “Please stop this! Please! She’ll talk, she’ll talk—” “No,” Paula spits, turning her head sharply toward Chloe. “Shut up!” Her voice trembles. But the defiance is still there, buried under the terror. Chloe shrinks back. Roman’s smile grows a degree colder. “Who do you work for, Paula?” Paula’s jaw works, clenching so hard a vein pops at her temple. She holds Roman’s stare with a stubbornness that’s almost admirable.

The particular way Valeria flinched slightly when Miguel spoke in her presence, a flinch so small that most people wouldn’t notice it. Paul noticed it. Miguel had told her something or threatened her. Or made it clear, in whatever way Miguel made things clear, that choosing Paul came with consequences she wasn’t prepared to face. Paul didn’t know the specifics. He knew the pattern. He had been living inside the pattern his entire life. He went home that evening, sat in his room, and looked at the wall.

Paula instantly exclaimed, “I’m getting married tonight, please let’s focus on the road.” A soft chuckle escaped my lips as I glanced at Finn, “she’s burning you,” I teased, Finn nodded agreeably, “I am searching for a good comeback…” Paula broke into a soft laughter, flailing her arms in the air. “What are we buying first?” “A wedding dress first, before the bridesmaids dresses. We haven’t even decided on the color. We’re wasting time!” Grace exclaimed, strangely motivating us in the right way. “Pink,” Paula replied, her voice cracking with emotions, suddenly she broke down in soft sobs.

That question was incredibly serious! Paula hid in the corner, watching the show. She was smiling, wanting them to fight even harder! The best thing that could happen would be for Shawn and Lucas to cross the point of no return. That would be great for her and her son! "Choose Gale then. Quickly. Shawn, don't you love her so much?" "You want the girl over your fortune." "You need to thoroughly anger Lucas for Lucas to consider giving his shares to my son!" Lucas still had twenty percent of the Wood Group's shares with him.

At this point, she did not need a soothsayer to tell her that she might either end up being humiliated and sent back home, or get to sell her pride. The guy who brought her suddenly stopped in front of a door, and asked her to get in by herself. Paula hesitated, feeling very nervous. “He's waiting for you, Miss Paula.” With that, he walked out of sight, leaving her behind at the door. Well, it seems she did not have a choice in this case. Paula rang the doorbell, nervously. “Come in,” the sharp baritone voice said, making Paula's heart flutter in waves. This will be a serious issue, if her heart keeps fluttering this way.

Sabrina nods, as if she solved a mystery in her head. I shrug because I don’t want to be that mystery. “But I’m fine. They’re just clothes.” “Of course,” she replies. “No big deal.” “Right,” I say. “No big deal.” “Unless you decide it’s something you want and it’ll make you happy. That’s the most important thing,” Sabrina adds. “So, if you ever change your mind, I think you should go for it. Go for anything you want.” “Well,” Paisley interrupts, standing in a skin tight blue dress that I can clearly make out her nipples and belly button in. It’s so short if she bends over, I’d see London, and France, supposing it’s applicable.

“I got it. I’ll do it.” Paulo was speechless. He rolled his eyes. “Fine, I can’t change your personality. I’m not asking for much. We can’t go with Nancy Swift for the female lead this time. But every other normal person is staying away and the people who’re coming in are all weirdos. I’m giving you a choice here. Keep on waiting or pick Regina Waals. Make it yourself!” Vines stirred, his lazy eyelids twitching. Then, very determinedly, he said, “I’ll keep waiting!”

MICHELLE’S POV I didn’t need to be told twice. Paul didn’t have to threaten me again or explain himself in another cruel way. The truth was already clear. I had no power here. None at all. The only thing I still had was my love for my mother, and Paul knew it. So I made my choice. I chose to do the right thing — leave this house immediately.

I whisper. “True. This is the quickest bond we’ve had, but there is a reason for it, Mia.” She folds her hands together in her lap. “You will have a choice at some point, but you need to walk the path to get to it. You’ll know your reason when you get there.” I turn my head to her. “You can’t tell me?” She shook her head. “No. This is yours to discover. I’ll see you again, but for now, you will be alone.”

“Thank you, ma. I just believed in what I saw.” Julia nodded. “That’s the difference between a worker and a leader. You don’t just see what is — you see what could be.” She stepped closer, her voice low. “You’re no longer just an employee, Sarah. You’re the future.” For a moment, Sarah couldn’t speak. Julia patted her shoulder gently before turning to leave. “Don’t forget what I told you that night — leadership is about choice. Keep choosing right.” When the door closed behind her, the silence returned, wrapping Sarah like a quiet storm. She turned back to the window, her reflection merging with the glittering lights of the city.