Rene Webb Novels & Stories

A hushed silence fell over the crowd as she continued to speak in a low, menacing tone, "But, first, you may now pull and open the envelope stitched into your pockets, and unveil the personalized codenames we have assigned for each you." As if reflexes clouded my mind, my hands reached nervously into pockets, my fingers fumbling as it automatically groped the hidden pocket of my dress. And there inside, I felt a a simple card with cursive etched script urging me to pull it out. The invitation sat heavy in my pocket, as if it was ticket to this masquerade of lies. And as Ruby Fridays, I was... my curiosity got the better of me, and I found myself pulling out the small card with my assigned co

But before they could even brush the hem of my dress, the entire lighting system snapped off. Amidst the engulfing darkness, the colossal ten-meter LED screen behind the stage flared to life, casting a harsh, blinding glare across the entire banquet hall. The first image to appear was a crystal-clear copy of the marriage certificate—still legally valid—between Dominic Hayes and myself. Whispers and murmurs instantly erupted like a disturbed hornet's nest beneath the stage. Suspicious, contemptuous glances swarmed toward Sera Vance. She staggered, clutching the railing tightly, her eyes bulging at the screen.

They moved their cameras closer and kept probing for more information. Reuben's eyes reddened as he looked at them, and he tightened his fists. He looked strong on the outside, but there was no missing the tremor in his voice when he spoke. "My sister, Renee Granger, heiress of Granger Corporation, passed on yesterday due to an illness. She is no longer capable of getting married or participating in business activities."

I hardly ever noticed her getting inside the car first because I was distracted in an instant because of his presence. "What do you want?" "Sorry for being rude. I just want to invite you both to my aunt's birthday." My face lit up all of a sudden. "Was it aunt Georgina?" I asked, smiling. Gavin nodded but Sheira gave us all a puzzled look. "I am so glad you can still remember her." Gavin answered as he held my hand. "Who?" Sheira asked as she shifted her gaze to both of us. "Sheir, she's the coolest aunt ever. Rebecca met her already when I serenaded her last time."

Speaking of Creed he walked into my office with some flowers and muffins in his hands. “ What is all that?” I questioned raising an eyebrow “ well the muffins are from the Willow family and the flowers are from Mrs. Rose.” He shrugged placing them on my desk “ Mrs. Rose? As in the one that runs the flower shop? What for?” I sigh sniffing them “ They are for Madam Charlotte.Oh and this isn’t even all of it. The whole pack has put together little gifts for her in hopes of her feeling better.” He shrugged “ DELiVERY!” Ryan yelled bringing in a basket of cards with cookies