Novel & Cerita Rachel Hanna Sweet Tea Series

Sanna peeked out with her head full of white bubbles, "Get the robe on and go back on the bed, Rachel is coming over to do your makeup." "She is already done?" I asked her with wide eyes. "We are used to short showers." Sanna said and shrugged her shoulders as she went back to washing her body, "You took your time." "I shaved my legs," I said and shrugged my shoulders. Sanna only chuckled as I walked out of the bathroom, pulling the robe close to my body. As soon as I closed the bathroom door, Rachel was walking back into the room. She had on a gray short dress, and her black hair was pulled back in a bun. The gray dress was simple, a small skirt that fanned out and thick straps that rested

Whatever it was, she was relieved he didn't show up again. Sleep still didn't come easy to her. The doubts and apprehensions were still there in the back of her head. She had also gotten addicted to a TV series that she had started watching recently to keep herself awake. It was already midnight after she finished watching five episodes of the series. She yawned as she stood to her feet and grabbed the pitcher. It was her habit, every night.

“You don’t have to fix it all in one blow.” “But I’m running out of time.” He squeezed gently. “Then make one move that matters.” Camellia entered the HQ room. Rachel stood at the center, arms crossed. Hailey was gone. Her access revoked. Her devices wiped. “She’s a BelleTech fellowship graduate,” Rachel explained. “Worked with Anaïs in Singapore. Went dark for two years, then showed up on our radar.” “She knew too much,” Camellia said. “Too quickly.” “She’s just the beginning.”

Obediently, she sat to the side and watched me work. Through the reflection on the screen, I saw her eagerly tapping away on her phone, sending several messages with a grin so wide it practically reached her ears. She was probably informing her accomplices. Perfect. The bait was for them, too. For this, I'd even disabled the password to my computer and activated a remote screen-monitoring feature. Once done, I closed the laptop and waved Hermione over. "I'm done." She came over and sat down on my lap, massaging my arm tenderly.

“Especially if one has spent a significant amount of time on the islands and knows how to smuggle something in.” Director Yearwood interrupts the two of the, folding her fingers together, “Then it seems like both you and I owe Miss Night an apology, Rachel. She didn’t attack Abigail by choice. Somebody poisoned her.” Rachel’s jaw hardens. This is the perfect moment to tell the Director that it was Rachel who gave me the drink but Dr. Brown squeezes my shoulder in a silent warning when I open my mouth. “Even if that is the case,” Rachel says, a look of frustration in her eyes now, “Taylor has been exhibiting a streak of rebelliousness during her lessons and I-“

The men on his table each have a girl on their laps beside Lucian, of course. I pointed to the table where Sacha kept grinding her body with an unknown guy. “That’s Yulian’s stepmother, I’m with her,” I said, picking up the bottle of beer from his table. His friends were too drunk to notice my presence at their table yet other guys from neighboring tables were ogling me. But I ignored their eyes, instead, I took a swig of the beer. “Hearing her rattle endlessly makes my head spin in circles,” I admitted to Lucian, taking his arm from my shoulders. “Why are you here this time of the month, Lucian?” I asked though I had an inclining about it. “Sacha is a talker, she begs attention but unlike h

Noah's POV "Rachel Houston," Juliet’s voice echoed through the room, calm but ringing with finality. The moment she said it, I felt like the air had been sucked out of my lungs. Rachel Houston, the woman behind RA Lavantado, the brand everyone had been talking about for years. How could this be possible? Rachel, of all people? The same Rachel who had been a ghost since that one night, the same Rachel I had thought was out of my life forever, was now standing before everyone as a global fashion icon.

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"Must have been the sleepless nights. A tea would solve your case, sir." "I’d love to receive a tea from you, miss. I believe I would sleep enough to restore everything I need." I didn’t reply. Not yet. I don’t want to get involved with anyone right now. I have too many problems. I have to get Marcos away from me. I have to find a way to say goodbye to Julie, I just have no idea how I’ll do it. I made some tea before going to the bedroom. Picked a romance book from Liam’s shelf, looked at Julie before going into the room and convinced myself: it won’t be easy saying goodbye to this little girl.

Then she ate more, till she finished the plate. Hana watched her, with a smile on her face. “Mrs. Rachel, I heard what happened earlier, I'm sorry.” Rachel gulped down the water. “It's nothing.” Hana brought out her medicine. “Take.” She handed it over to Rachel. Rachel took the medicine. “ I need to sleep.” Hana left Rachel alone in the room as she let sleep envelope her. *** The next morning, Bryce got up and took his shower. He put on his suit ready to head out for work when he perceived the aroma of his favorite food.