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Rebecca sneered, her eyes were cold and lifeless at the mention of the Goddess. Amber narrowed her eyes and clenched her fists. "Don't challenge me, Rebecca." Amber warned. Rebecca has opened the chapter of their lives that Amber had burned a long time ago. Besides the memory of her mother abandoning her in the face of death, this was the second thing that Amber wished she could forget. "Woh ladies! Just cool down a bit. Can someone please tell me what's going on? I just lost the track of our conversation." Rome asked, struggling to keep up with them.

It was far too old and much too sacred to abuse it. He flipped it to the back few pages and saw that it was the story of Queen Rebecca, and how she came to be. He read it slowly because it was a story that he thought that he knew, but apparently he did not know everything, and he found it so emotional for some reason. He thought maybe it was just the beautiful way that it had been written, but that wasn't really it.

Rebecca took off her sneakers and allowed her feet to sink into the white fluffy carpet. This feels good! she felt like a little school girl again. She dropped her backpack and headed straight to the adjoining TV room, but there was no one there. Instead, jazz music could be heard over the stereo system, making her wanting to break into a slow dance. She was giddy with excitement. Get a hold of yourself, Rebecca Grey! You need to talk some sense to William about the cover-up and ask him about the rose, she smacked her head, willing herself to be more sensible. She hated feeling like a fish out of water.

I’ve never felt more joy, more alive as I felt in the memory of that night and whether drugged I wanted to feel it again, feel him again, feel us again, skin against skin, with our mind working as though we are one and cannot get separated for any reason. He’d have to be seeing Taylor to attempt that with you for real, and from what has been happening these past days, he’s seeing you. My mind tells me bluntly. I sigh and get up and walk to the window when my door cracks open and Rebecca, my helper, enters. She is half Indian and half American. She just turned seventeen last month, and she’s a real nice girl. She works as a maid to earn some money this year so she can further her studies and

"That is none of your business, Silas. We are divorced, remember? Go back to your party and your 'queen'." Silas ignored my bite. He stepped closer, reaching for my hand, but I pulled back as if his touch burned. "I saw the screen, Rebecca. I saw the announcement. You... you own Frost Towers? The company that is currently blocking my every move?" "I built it," I said, my voice steady. "While I was making your breakfast and folding your laundry, I was building a world that doesn't need you. You wanted me to return to nothing? Well, this is my nothing."

Sitting next to her, Heather perked up and launched into an enthusiastic explanation, gesturing nonstop with the help of alcohol, as if she had found a kindred spirit. An hour later, Rebecca's dizziness grew stronger, and the voices around her started to sound farther away. The atmosphere was pleasant. The fireplace kept the room warm and cozy. She leaned against the wall and half closed her eyes, growing pleasantly hazy, unaware when Uriah and the male student left. Heather had drunk quite a bit but was still spirited. Rebecca vaguely heard her asking, "How did you two end up in this village? Before Rebecca brought me here, I had no idea a place like this even existed."

Rebecca hiked from her fathers territory and into the faes territory, she walked into a peaceful community where they all lived happily, the children ran and played together with smiles on their face which made her sick to her stomach, she tried to control herself not to puke out of disgust. She looked over her shoulder to see people dancing and celebrating, she stopped in her tracks and stood to watch, she saw a man walk out of the building with a woman by his side. Rebecca frowned and in an instant it began to rain, thunder and lightning struck up in the sky, in only a second the woman’s wedding dress was soaked and her makeup ruined.

Sigrid focused on the Facebook messages that analyzed why Rebecca did that, and was a little shocked. Netizen X stated, "I have been writing romance novels for over ten years. Based on the current situation, I am guessing the main storyline will be as follows. Firstly, for some unknown reason, Rebecca and Edward were attracted to each other on the eve of the wedding. This made Rebecca abandon her domineering husband. Therefore, he married her sister, probably out of revenge. After they all got married, Rebecca and Edward's relationship wasn't great. On the other hand, the president and her sister were attracted to each other. The dramatic plot is something like Domineering President Loves Me

Ava said as I nodded. "I just need to charm this woman and act smitten by her and in no time she'll fall for me. Then I can propose. Order me a ring, your choice one she wouldn't be able to say no to." I said as Ava picked up her tablet by her side and starts shopping online. "Tell me about this woman?" The little I know about her would work in my favour. “Rebecca Marlowe. Daughter of Elijah and Annabelle Marlowe. She’s a practicing lawyer working at her father’s firm. Twenty-seven. Never been in a relationship. Extremely shy, doesn’t drink, and conservative in her ways.” Ava rattled off.

"If you could have someone kidnap Nyla, why can't I do this to you?" Nathaniel argued, "I never intended to hurt her. The accident was just that—an accident! And… I didn't know she would be kidnapped…" "An accident?" Damon's smile turned icy, his gaze sharp. "Then let the bankruptcy of the Preston Group be an accident too." The office door burst open again, and Rebecca was thrown in like a rag doll. Her clothes were disheveled, her hair a mess, and she looked utterly defeated. Seeing her like this, Nathaniel was stunned.