Novel & Cerita Rebecca Sullivan

David protested. "Not to me. You've all passed the test excellently. Well, George passed excellently, about average. As I was saying, we have a mission at hand. Gabriela and I collaborate, in a way. She's the boss, as you know, and she needed a team to stay. Her trusted ones are accompanying her on a mission, and you guys came to my mind." "Can we be done with this, please?" muttered Daniela. "Oh, Rivera, please."

Her mind was a storm jealousy, heartbreak, and rage twisting together until she could hardly breathe. She picked up her phone again, scrolling through Maya’s pictures on social media. There she was, smiling beside Elias, her eyes full of warmth. The sight made Rebecca’s blood boil. “You took everything from me,” she whispered bitterly. “But I’ll make sure you lose it all.” Her phone buzzed suddenly — a message from an unknown number. The text read: “I know things about Maya Denovan. Things the world shouldn’t know. Interested?” Rebecca’s breath caught. She stared at the message for a long time before a small, dangerous smile curved her lips.

She stood in front of the display, carefully studying the floor plans. Unaware that a pair of sharp eyes were watching her from above. On the second floor, Rebecca North leaned against the railing. Her gaze locked onto Bianca like a predator sizing up its prey. Beside her, Bruno Keeling, the deputy director, hovered attentively, eager to please. Rebecca's lips curled into a slow smirk. Who is she? And why is she here? Bruno followed her line of sight, then chuckled. Oh, her? She's a designer from Talton Design.

"Miss de Lara, Mrs. Lucia Nieves, my secretary." She didn't turn to face the new woman until after that. She was concerned that Sean's previous kiss might have caused her lower lip to swell. The old lady smiled at her. Amazingly, he doesn't have a young, attractive secretary. "I just came back from a one-week vacation, so we just met. I found out that Mr. Rado has a new employee. How are you related to Mr. de Lara, Mr. Rado's former CFO?" Sean replied on her behalf, "She's his sister."

“Yes. She’s back to arrange a marriage alliance for Rebecca.” Liam halted mid-step and let out a short, derisive laugh. “She won’t even spare her own flesh and blood.” “Is that really a surprise?” Robin shrugged, spreading his hands. “To her, everyone is just a stepping stone on her way up.” Rebecca, their half-sister. The only daughter of General Ferdinand Sinclair. To the outside world, she was the radiant princess of the family, but none knew that when interests were at stake, she could instantly become a bargaining chip.

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.

she whispered. 3:00 a.m. Her phone buzzed. Unknown number. This is Rebecca. I’m sorry. It’s not about the company. It’s about the baby’s DNA. They want to replicate the genetic convergence. She’s an experiment. Get out. Disappear. They’ll kill you to get her. The message vanished after ten seconds. Alex stared at the blank screen. Her pulse thundered. The phone buzzed again. Another unknown number. Rebecca Sinclair found dead. Car accident on I-95. Tragic. My condolences.

Why would Daniel ask such a question even though Rebecca had already returned to the country? The assistant shook his head before replying, "Ms. Rebecca has been spending most of her time at Four Seasons. Sources indicate that she's currently learning the art of cooking from Chef Flanney. I don't have any other news on her other than the fact that Mr. Johnson from XR Entertainment occasionally sends her flowers—" Mike could feel the atmosphere in the room shifting into something dangerous before he could finish speaking. He didn't dare to continue his report. "Other than that, there's nothing else about her."

he continued, looking at Rebecca. “I’m Rebecca Holland, Mr. Stone’s partner for the evening. Nice to meet you, Mr...” she intervened in a determined voice. “Spencer Collins, director and writer!” It was like I didn’t exist anymore. The truth was Rebecca was beautiful, and I took that risk when I invited her. And since all the attention was on her, I had to go with that. And even be proud of it. “Please come to my table. There we can talk better. And it’s right next to the stage. I’m sure the gentleman here will win in all categories.”

Mary sat in the front beside Rebecca, while Dixxy sat at the back. "Something unexpected happed at the meeting today," Rebecca smiled as she started driving. "Really? What happened?" Dixxy curiously inquired. "I will be contesting for the SUG president," she smiled. "Oh my God, do you mean it?" Dixxy and Mary asked excitedly. Rebecca replied to their question by nodding her head. "This is going to be epic. Your mother is the vice chancellor, your boyfriend is senator and you are also the SUG," Mary uttered excitedly.