Roberta X Garcia Novels & Stories

"Zora, I've already said I won't agree with you." She smiled, with a hint of insidiousness in her smile. "Okay, but I hope you don't regret it." Her words sent a chill down my spine. I knew this wasn't a simple threat but the beginning of a bigger conspiracy. A few days later, I noticed that Roberta became more cautious when handling tribal affairs. She seemed to have sensed something as well. One night, when we sat by the fire, she suddenly asked me, "Marcus, are you worried about something recently?"

Everything passed through La Fortuna eventually, whether it meant to or not. He flipped the folder open with two fingers, already irritated that the investigation had taken this long. Roberta Sullivan. Irish. Entered Costa Rica on a tourist visa. Employment history: informal, domestic. Current placement: Estate of Miguel Robinson Alvarado. Duration: Nine months. Sean read the date twice. Nine. Months. The hum of the ceiling fan grew louder. Outside, somewhere beyond the tinted windows, a tour bus hissed to a stop. Laughter drifted up faintly. Life, unbothered.

She sniffed and pouted, her eyes a bright pink shade. “Was it Natalie? I don’t understand who you won’t just tell Alpha…” “He doesn’t believe me”, she cut her off. “Oh”, I muttered softly. Lucia pulled her towards herself and hugged her gently. “I just want to rest”, Roberta said. Lucia nodded understandingly and stepped back, allowing Roberta to close the door. As soon as she turned around, I was in front of her. “Hello birdie”, I sang. My chest tingled at the level of proximity.

Liora said. Xavier clasped her hands tightly. “Don’t blame yourself. You didn’t know. You were never given the chance to know. This is all Robert’s sin, and now, it’s time to expose all his filth to the world.” “If this evidence is real, then Robert isn’t just guilty of covering up his daughter’s scandal. He’s a murderer.” “Yes, and with this, there’s no way for Robert to clear Bella’s name. Everything will be exposed. Even the Grantham family won’t be able to protect itself,” Xavier said.

Zita offered. Rebecca didn't reply nor objected her offer. They both left the dining room and arrived at the living room. Rebecca slowed her pace when she saw who it was. It was a woman, who was in her late fifties, dressed in cream coloured dress. Her hair was short and styled to a bob. The woman caught a glimpse of Rebecca and smiled slyly. "Ah! You must be the new caretaker my son hired!" The woman said proudly, sneering at Rebecca. She looked her from head to toe and disliked her.

Garcia, the boss is expecting you in his cabin. The woman Eleanor Garcia, none other than the wife of the one and only infamous Zavier Garcia stood up elegantly and started walking towards the elevator. Her pencil heels clicking against the pavement were increasing Xander's heartbeat with each passing second. The more cold and ruthless his boss is, he got himself a wife just like him: cold and tough but her beauty and elegance was undeniable. Whatever she does it has elegance, class and royalty in it.

I stated wryly. Roberts tugged on the tie of his grey suit as he leaned towards my ear and spoke in barely a whisper. “You will not treat my little sister with disrespect and make use of the money I spent on her.” My brows knitted as he pulled away and looked at Monica. She looked nothing like him but that was most likely due to them both getting plastic surgery. “Get up on the platform now.” Robert ordered in annoyance. She gave a slight nod as her eyes fluttered. She gave me a small smile before she was turning to get up on the stage.

She noticed some strangers sitting across the room watching her, so Gwen rose and introduced herself to them. "We know who you are, Ms. Anderson," replied an older lady. "We're Angela Walker's brother and sister. I'm Roberta and this is Edward. Angela has spoken about you on numerous occasions. At Christmas she made us watch some videos of you and your remarkable boyfriend. We thought she was a bit overenthusiastic, shall I say? After hearing and seeing what you and Steve Hammer accomplished today, I realize that Angela had every right to be excited and proud. She told us all about the Inauguration and how much she enjoyed it. We're pleased that she had that opportunity. Can you give us some

The butler immediately waved for the bodyguards to take action. Seeing the bodyguards approaching her, Monica retreated, as if she were being forced to her wits end. Finally, she lost her mind, ceasing to care about anything anymore. She yelled, "The Robinson family has long been tarnished! Xavier Robinson, your mother won all those years ago because she used Tara Miller's designs too!"

Robert was Caroline’s only surviving biological son, and now Garvin was determined to investigate further and uncover the truth about what happened to her other children. Despite his love for Robert and having cared for him in the past, Garvin had distanced himself due to his beliefs about Robert's mother. "Okay," Garvin replied. "Garvin, is that you?" Robert's voice came through the phone, and Garvin wiped away a tear with the back of his hand. "Yes, it's me. I'm sorry for pushing you away," Garvin said, his voice filled with emotion. Robert's heart warmed, and tears welled up in his eyes upon hearing the voice of the man he had once considered his big brother after so many years.