Rosemary Kennedy Young Novels & Stories

The headline read, “Theodore Spencer’s wife kidnapped, her fate remains unknown.” Cynthia smirked. “Rosalie Young, go to hell! Best if they have their fun with your body before killing you!”

The news flooded every portal, magazine, and television channel. Adrian sat in his office, staring at his phone lit up with notifications. Photos of Rosemary in an elegant black gown spread everywhere, her face radiant, her eyes brimming with confidence. Markus entered, but this time he said nothing. He only placed a newspaper on the desk: “Rosemary, The New Icon of Global Fashion.” Adrian covered his face with both hands. His shoulders shook, his voice barely a whisper. “She’s… too far now. I can’t even reach her shadow anymore.”

The lady raised her head and it was Clara. Kimberly gulped down and forced out a smile. She dropped the cake in her hands and stepped back. "H..How did you know it my birthday today?" Damien asked. He didn't stop staring at her. "Mr Ben told me it going to be your birthday today." Kimberly answered. "I..I..I have to go now. I can see you have visitor. I shouldn't have bothered myself to come." She said again and ran out of the office.

Seeing this,Rose Kinson walked to Kinson Mary and whispered softly: "Mary , don't say angry words, Mary Kinson didn't mean it, she didn't touch it." They nodded gently, praising Rose Kinson's good and general knowledge. Mary Kinson smiled: "Sister, what I said is not angry words. If you don't believe it, you can also touch this pot of herbs." Rose Kinsonlooks slightly stiff. "You see, there are three young ladies in the Kinson family. The big lady can be called a famous lady, and the second lady is unruly and willful. I still don't know what happened to the third lady who just turned eighteen."

Her husband wanted to cooperate with the Johnson Group. Therefore, he asked his wife to talk to Rosemary during her birthday celebration. Unfortunately, they received the shock of their lives when they saw Mr Johnson with his lady friend. Her friend said, "Rosemary, I was in church on Sunday and your husband and his lady friend were there too. When I asked around, I heard that the lady is the CEO of the Good News Group and they were married." Rosemary was so shocked her hands trembled she dropped the phone. Everything before her became dark, and then she fainted. Her friend kept calling Rosemary but there was no response.

I saw the way the words were sitting on top of her tongue, words that weren't nice, but at the last minute, she seemed to have changed her mind. "Sure, whatever." "I'm Rosette" "Okay" She went back to her drawer and very soon her eyes lit up with excitement. She held up a single gold key with a red string tied to it and squealed like a child. "This is gonna be fun!" She jumped up and went running out. I shook my head and turned to the wall, hoping to sleep for a few minutes before I called home. Unfortunately I couldn't sleep. I was restless and unable to get my feelings in check. I was still trying to remember who the guy from earlier was, and that was playing tag of war with my brain, a wa

Even if this whole wedding was a sham, he was going above and beyond for her sake. Isaac's rich voice rang just then as well, "Rosalyn is my family's choice of daughter-in-law. It is our honor that she's willing to marry Eric. For those who don't actually know what makes her so special, please look at the screen." Everyone looked at the gigantic screen overhead where Isaac pointed. A montage of photographs with all the accolades Rosalyn had accumulated since a child started playing, including the photo of her winning a world championship at sixteen and holding up the Medianic flag behind her.

"Kennedy already said we could name one of them after her. I'd like to name the other after my sister, Caroline Rose." "Those are beautiful names," Valerie says with a smile. "Kennedy is the young woman who named her baby after Jamie last month?" "Yes," Kelly chokes quietly and walks away. We follow her to the kitchen and she was starting breakfast. I stand behind her, rubbing her stomach and she lets out a calming breath. I continue as she cooks our breakfast in silence as our parents sat at the table discussing the wedding next week.

Falcon cleared his throat and everyone fell silent. “Thank you for all joining us to lay Rosemary to rest. I didn’t know Rosemary very well, none of us did but I do know that she was very loved. I also know a lot of you think that this is an unnecessary thing as she has been gone for a long time but be very aware that this is not for you or for the town. This is for her son, Timothy, and her first love, Valerie. Rosemary was 19 when she passed suddenly. There was a lie told about her death and I want to make it clear to everyone here exactly what it was,” Falcon started.

He vowed to make that happen because that was Oliver's wish. Rose, on the other hand, did not overthink his words. She didn't care about what others insinuated either. At that point, all she cared about was Oliver's funeral. After the ceremony, she would leave Regalia and all the other speculations behind. Holding the urn, Rose entered Young Estate. "Mr. Young, are you involved with this woman who killed Mr. Young Senior?" A voice rang among the crowd of reporters. When Rose halted her footsteps abruptly, it felt like the atmosphere had frozen for a second.