Novel & Cerita Perfect Illusion Claudia Tan

Stephanie smiled and said in a low voice, “She’s putting on makeup. She seems to be looking forward to attending university. She’s been talking to me about it all morning.” As soon as Stephanie was done speaking, Claudia, who was of mixed race, pushed the door open and came out. Claudia was dressed very young and beautifully today. She was wearing a pure white T-shirt paired with a light gray plain midi skirt, and her hair was tied into two fluffy golden braids on both sides of her head. She looked very bright and lively, and she seemed like a completely different person from the expressionless and miserable girl she had been before. When she saw Charlie at the door, she said with a little e

Truly out of her league. "Do you know the woman who's close to Joe?" Celine asked while examining her appearance in the mirror. "Emmm...," Clara murmured. "Damn, who is that woman! Why is she not interested in me! Why can Joe not be interested in me?" she exclaimed angrily. "Clara!" she called. "Yes, Kak!" Clara replied, trembling. "I'm beautiful, aren't I?" "Yes, Kak Celine, you're beautiful and talented!" Clara replied honestly. The woman standing next to her was indeed perfect.

We all shook our heads. "Never, no matter how bad you turn out , we got you." I let out . We giggled a little. Clara sighed. Okay here comes our drama queen. "I'm not all perfect." She stared dramatically drinking her beer. "I use that as a cover up to stay on top. My insecurities are much surprisingly. I know people , I know , its shocking that Clara would have flaws but I do " she ended with another dramatic move. Olivia locked eyes with me. Here she is our miss perfection.

“What face?” “The one that says, ‘if you don’t do what I want, I might start fake-crying in public.’” She pressed her lips together, doing that obnoxiously exaggerated pout she knew drove me insane. “Is it working?” “I wish,” I muttered, dragging a hand down my face. “Fine. I’ll try.” Claudia squealed. Actually squealed. “Yes! That’s the spirit!” “I’m already regretting this.” She was already on her feet, practically skipping across the floor. She returned with a half-empty bottle of something gold and mean, holding it up like a prize.

Though she remained sitting there with all the dignity that afforded her station as one of the favored wives of the Tiberius Family's Leader, but what was veiled behind her calm demeanor and rightful indignation was a different story altogether. "This cursed little man! He simply couldn't know!" "YOU SLUT! I'VE ALWAYS KNOWN IT WAS YOU! WITCH!" but Claudia has another plan altogether. “WAIT!” Thomas wanted to save the Head of his Harem but how could a mere Golden Core Cultivator match that of a Mortal Impasse. "BANG!" the pillars on the halls shook with how much power Claudia released in the moment. She was drowning in unparalleled vigor that an abrupt transformation occurred before anyone co

This was my plan, but it didn’t necessarily have to be pretty. With all my might, I put on a placid face. Erik saw me, and as always, his eyes grew darker. I don’t know what his problem was, that I looked good, he would bring his lovers hanging by the arm, why the insecurity? On the other hand, Claudia smiled brightly at me. She was pretty in her white dress. Her cleavage, let’s say, was very, very pronounced. I addressed her first, “Claudia, you look spectacular.” I said it from afar. I would not like to have the misfortune to touch them, but if that happened, I had my antibacterial gel in my handbag. That would help me for a while.

she replied, “I can’t believe we are breaking history, a maid is marrying her boss.” “I don’t think anybody would believe that for you look nothing like a maid.” “But I was a maid.” “Was, but not anymore, you are my imperfect perfection,” he replied that she could only smile and wondered how can they be a perfection that is imperfect? Not getting her answer, she smiled more pronounced and listened to the priest, today is a very big day to her, a day she had looked forward to all her life with the man beside her. And she knew that just as his words ‘imperfect perfection’ confused her, so would their love confuse anyone who tries to ruin them.

"See? That's why you're my fucking favorite person. Let's get dressed." Ten minutes later, we are standing in front of the mirror. Claudia had opted for this incredibly cute, form-fitting denim dress that makes her look like a model. I, on the other hand, am keeping it strictly casual. I throw on a pair of black bum shorts that hugs what little curves I've got and a cropped yellow tank top, throwing my hair up into a messy claw clip. "Look at us," Claudia says, nudging me. "We look hot. Let's go get greasy carbs."

he asked in a deep tone, still peering at her. Clara swallows hard, knowing what is going to happen next if she told him that Monalisa is ready, still feeling the need to try and make up an excuse for her as she did not know what telling him the truth would do but nothing has come to her mind at the moment. “No she is not ready,” Clara muttered, still clapping her hands tightly in front of her, afraid of Hamilton’s response and reaction.

Chapter 1 Lena adjusted the pearl earring with tight fingers, determined not to let her hand tremble. The woman in the mirror was Claire's blonde loveliness, Claire's slender face, and Claire's silk designer shirt. But it was wrong. The image was strange Behind her back, Ethan's voice rumbled as he came into their bedroom, wrapping his arms around her waist. "You look gorgeous, sweetheart." Sweetheart. Not Lena. Not Claire. She swallowed. "Are you sure this is me?" Her voice was light and playful because it had to be.