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She would leave Emmitt enough time. Naomi held her chin in her hands and flipped through the mail. The elevator door of the main office opened. The white shirt with dark tie matched perfectly with the dark suit. He was so shapely. Emmitt walked out. His long legs were graceful and enchanting. As though he had already changed into a man from a big boy who was both calm and a kind of abstinent. But at the same time, he still possessed a young and handsome face that tugged women's heartstrings. In Emmitt's hands, there was a bunch of bright and glistening roses. Man and roses. What a touching scene!

He patted her back and stroked her cheek, repeating his words of love to her. She warmed up to him and hugged him tightly, he rests his head on her hair and they both sat there, enjoying each other company. Just about that time, she heard the doorbell. “Emmaline..？” Aunt Doris called, ringing her doorbell. “I'm sure she's home.”Luna Mitchell chipped in. Emma jumped off immediately, starring at her door in Awe. “You have to hide, Mum and Aunt Doris must not meet you here.” Caleb understanding the assignment quickly stood up, he took out a tiny rose from is side pocket and handed it to her.

I was about to tell him not to bother, but then his phone rang, and I couldn't continue our conversation. "Wait a minute," Enzo frowned as his phone rang. He then answered the call and returned inside the mansion. Once again, I found myself alone in the garden, growing increasingly agitated. I had no idea about Atticus's condition, and it was starting to weigh on me. My worries shifted back from Atticus to myself when I noticed a car pull up in the driveway, and the person who stepped out was none other than the devil's doppelganger. Rosalie was dressed in black leggings and a black sports bra, her hair tied up in a ponytail, and she carried a water bottle. It looked like she had just finish

There’s a position for a PA to some European businessman so I jot it down on my note pad. Am I really doing this? Have I really decided to leave Carrero House? “Emma?” The chirpy voice draws my attention and I glance up to see Rosalie beaming at me. My old assistant. She looks pretty today, long auburn hair loose around her shoulders and her fitted cream suit accentuates her olive skin and hazel eyes. She always was a friendly looking girl. “Hello, Rosalie! It’s nice to see you.” I smile back, easily, folding my paper over and moving it aside, gesturing to her to sit. She smiles brightly and flops down in front of me.

Elara said humbly, "I shouldn't take the credit. If James Osborne didn't cause a scene that day, he still would've failed if he'd insisted on expelling Merida." The parents and teachers were really grateful for Elara as they had been putting up with James for a long time. "Elara!" Rosalie called out while holding Paisley's hand and walking to Elara with a smile. Harold was walking behind Rosalie. Rosalie had pale makeup on, and her eyebrows looked thin. She was wearing a thick fur coat and holding an Hérmes handbag. She also had a pendant that cost more than five million dollars to go with her coat. Previously, she even took it out to show it off to Elara back at the Fisher residence.

"Off course you did. I mean can the amazing Madison Ross settle for anything less." Gloria said with a smile. The two ladies went upstairs. "Have you heard from Avery or Stacey lately??" Madison asked the moment they walked into the room. "Yeah, l called Avery two days ago and she said she would come home for mum and dad's anniversary. So she should be here at any moment. But l haven't heard from Stacey since last month. You know she's always busy running the company and stuff." Gloria said as she stuffed food in her mouth. The maid had brought another tray of food upstairs for Gloria.

Rose was leaving the post office after sending off a few letters. She’d been making quiet inquiries about packs she could join. Rose used a PO Box to keep her father’s hands off the letters, and they weren’t allowed to have packages delivered to the packhouse. So, picking up packages was an excellent cover for checking her PO Box for letters.

[Rose] My eyes opened at seven, my legs sore because of the heels. I was hungry and Tired. But something in me clicked. I didn't want to work for this office anymore. I didn't feel like working for something I did not apply for. I was supposed to be an editor. I was supposed to be working on projects that I trained for. But I was instead given the position of an assistant, I had to bring coffee, and get copies. Then prepare for meetings I was not involved in. I was never involved. I only sat at a chair noting things. For my boss.

All we wanted was to be Jacob and Sadie and be free. I found a woman by the name of Doctor Riley Kim. She is a well-known Psychiatrist here in Baker with a hell of a reputation. She is also very expensive and hard to see. I got an appointment for Sadie and me two weeks after Sadie turns eighteen. We hoped she would work with us once we told her our situation. We needed her to see Sadie as a mentally healthy woman. We needed her to see how wrong Sadies reports were. The only thing we worried about was how the doctor could get ahold of Sadies records without giving our location away. It wasn't going to be easy, but we had to try something.

Ivory smirked when she saw Mari panicking; she smiled at her class mates who in turn clapped as she returned to her seat. The next person was Natasha. ‘Hello everyone my name is Natasha Colby, my father is knight Colby’ Natasha said. Collective gasps could be heard, everyone knew the story of how knight Colby rose to fame, he went from grass to grace. ‘I’m proficient in literature, calligraphy and embroidery’. Everyone clapped as Natasha went back to her seat. At last everyone had introduced themselves.