Pearl X Greg Rebecca Sugar Novels & Stories

Sharon walked in with some people behind her; there was an elderly lady who was dressed in a long blue gown, and she had a bright smile. “Oh my, I knew Curly’s wife would be so cute.” The lady hurried to Hazel and hugged her tightly. Hazel was confused. Who was Curly, and who was this woman? "Hello, my dear, I am Pearl. You must have heard of me,” she introduced, and Hazel shook her head in denial; she definitely has not heard of her. Pearl stared at Sharon, who hurried towards Hazel. “She is the top designer in the country and also Mr. Anderson’s godmother,” Sharon explained, and Hazel had an apologetic look.

The first piece she cut, she handed to Andrew. "I don't like sweets," he said, holding a cigarette. "So many issues," Isabella muttered, picking up a fork to eat herself. Black Swan is a high-end brand of cake, and its taste was naturally good. Sweet but not cloying, it melted in the mouth. After eating a piece, Isabella still wanted more. Licking her lips, she said, "It's very sweet and not cloying. Are you sure you don't want..." Before she could finish the word 'eat,' Andrew kissed her.

Rebecca joined the trio as Jackson excused himself to talk with the guys , Rebecca scanned Hazel head to toe and smirked then said Oh Hazel do you have a sugar daddy now, her words made the people around turn their heads to also look at Hazel, Hazel started fidgeting with her purse with her head lowered down she just didn't know what to say once it comes to Rebecca and Tessy . Ariel laughed and said to Rebecca, Oh Becky you've really not changed at all , I never knew it was a crime to dress pretty now , you look like you're the one with a sugar daddy here She said so scanning her head to toe . Too back not everyone is as shallow as you are am I right she said so round at everyone present. Sh

Chapter 23 . Sophie turned around to look at the person who cleared their throat. The woman is dressed in an expensive white gown. And on her neck are pearl necklaces matching the Pearl earrings that adorned her ears. The woman looks to be in her sixties, some grey hair stood out of her perfectly straightened hair pulled out in a bun. She wore light makeup that accentuate the beauty that must have driven men crazy in her younger years and the cherry on top is that she looked like the spitting image of Chris.

She was surprised she knew her name because they had never spoken before. Chloe waved at her and said good morning as well as the girl adjusted the glasses she had perched on her nose. Sarah was the typical example of a nerd, the type that was described in a book or in a movie. She had her hair cut to her neck and her glasses were thick. Sighing, she faced her front, not bothering to see who was going to come out of the car anymore. It didn't matter anyway, because she probably didn’t even know them.

The only regulars seemed to be the girls that hung out there shifting from lap to lap looking for enough money for a fix. “I’ve got a busy day tomorrow. I won’t be free until at least four and I don’t think it’s a good idea to be there after dark.” Mom leaned in the door. Pearl—as she was known to her friends at church—was Bette Davis in a size 16 dress with a southern drawl and a hint of white fuzz along the sides of her chin. It was her heavy, sad eyes that did it. “You had dinner, Richie? How about some black beans and rice?”

"Miss Stephanie, now let's test if you're a reincarnation as well. I want you to take the white pearl in my hand as your soul representation. Peter, take the black color. Now Stephanie, with your eyes closed, I want you to hand over your pearl to Peter." Stephanie did as she was told and she began to guess which of Peter's hand her pearl was in and she got it five times. When she was done she felt a little bit happy and shocked. The audience gave a thundering round of applause. Peter said that the pearls had been divinely blessed and that anyone who wanted to try it should pay a hundred dollar fee. He also included that he was going to give those reincarnated a free guide to unlocking key as

CHAPTER 32: Caught in the act Klaire was the one who left the premises first. Rebecca couldn't believe that this moment will ever happen to her. She knew how expensive the rose petal necklace is. Knowing it also came from Gigi Haier, the model she admired the most made her knees tremble. How could Klaire give it to her just like that? "I haven't used it for many times. I only wore it maybe twice and that's it." She held the pendant once again as she looked down. It was shimmering on her sight because of the cuts of diamonds.

"Honey, I want a pink pearl." I saw a pink pearl at an auction a while ago, and it was so beautiful. Unfortunately, the male lead, Reagan York, bought it to please Melody Carlisle. "Cry one for me." I casually picked up a plate used for grapes and placed it under his chin.

Huxley falls behind me, his arms wrapping around the middle of my stomach making it so I can't breathe out for fear he'll notice how large my gut is when I'm not sucking it in and standing with my back straight. "She gets more extreme in her old age." It also doesn't help that Pearl is great at riling everyone. There's something disarming about the pleasant woman who calls herself a hippie. Until she starts talking about nuclear war and the drug trade, and then you're left with a few more questions.