Sabotage Shantel Tessier Audiobook Novels & Stories

“What is wrong? Did something happen to you?” “Yeah, but I think you need to be seated to take this news.” I said, and I could see the visible fear in his eyes. He sat down on the edge of his chair, his buttock barely touching the chair, but that was enough for me. I cleared my throat before I began to talk. “I think we have been sabotaged.” “Sabotage?” His eyebrows shot up in question, and I couldn’t blame him. Never did I also think this would happen to us, but here we are. “I don’t understand.”

And as his very supportive wife, I should make sure he rests… which means I have to force him. “Hey Max, Cooper, come here.” They trotted over and stood obediently in front of me. My partners in crime. “Okay, here’s the plan. I need you to go to Evan’s study and, uh… interrupt his productivity. Steal the papers he’s working on. Maybe chew them up a bit. Light sabotage.” I smiled sweetly. “He hasn’t slept properly in days.” They looked at me - then at each other - and dashed off. I then realised two things. One: I talked to two dogs like how I talk to humans and sent them on a very dangerous mission on disrupting their master's work.

“Of course he will! Once he sees me. Once I talk to him. I will tell him everything, Tia. I will apologize, I will beg if I have to. I will show him… I will show him that I’m the one who should be at his side, that I was wrong to leave him, that I have changed. I will make him see. He can’t resist me.” Tiana leaned back on the couch, sighing heavily. “Sis… I mean… you really think he wants to hear all that? After everything you did?” Shantel’s jaw tightened. “He will. He has to. He is mine. Do you understand? He is mine. I don’t care about the years that passed. I don’t care about Amelia. That woman doesn’t deserve him. I deserve him. I—” she stopped abruptly, her hands flying to her face as

★。＼｜／。★ VANESSA DAVIS ★。／｜＼。★ Tate sat slumped in the chair, pale and sweat-slicked, like something had been siphoned from his spine. He’d broken, but not in the loud, sobbing way I expected. No screaming. No begging. Just a whisper and a look in his eyes like he’d seen hell blink back. I need to take notes from Abel though i hope to never be the one torturing someone for information. And that brings up another thought. My line of job is dangerous but I’m too young to quit. I mean, think about it. I’m not even thirty.

I had hoped they were not true and I was simply mistaken just like everyone else. But with what I have just heard right now, I have no idea what to think anymore. “I'm sorry but what did you just say?” I shook my head hoping I had heard wrong. There's no way my uncle would have been the one to have orchestrated the sabotage on Mattoe. I had overheard Mattoe and the private investigator speaking the other time so I knew that was what they were talking about. “Yes ma'am, I have the footage as well as the record here with me.” He revealed and I stood there dumbfounded.

" I switched the screen on my computer and showed a few scanned documents. They were all private scans of issues I'd come across in the company's accounts while I'd still been working there. On top of that, I also played a transcript of the recording I'd made when confronting Jett about the doctored company accounts. He had even threatened me over and over again in the recordings. I was able to clear my name with hard facts and solid evidence in the face of Cade's groundless accusations. Eventually, the commenters changed their mind about the entire issue. "Damn! This is stone-cold evidence! It's completely the opposite of what Cade said just now!"

That night wasn't going to happen again in this life. I went home and dug out my old diary that I'd hidden in a deep corner of my wardrobe. I was ten years old, homeless and wandering the streets at night when Graham—18 at the time—took me in. He was cold and aloof with everyone else, but he was very gentle with me. I knew that I had fallen in love with him when I was old enough to realize it. However, it was a secret that I could never reveal to anyone else. I grabbed the diary and tore it to pieces, shredding every page. Then, I threw the scraps into the toilet and flushed them down.

She couldn't walk, so I felt comfortable walking in just my panties and an oversized t-shirt I had stolen from my brother. So when I say I didn't plan to do it so soon, I really meant it, okay?. I didn't plan that I'd walk in to see my auntie's sexy ass tongue licking husband sitting on the stool shirtless with a glass of whiskey in his hands. Damn that was when reality hit me that I just walked into a goddamn trap.

With a terrifying animal roar that shook the loose metal sheets of the shipping containers, Silas lunged forward like a streak of golden light, his extended claws cutting through the dark to meet the first wave of paralyzed fakes. I slammed my data cable into the terminal port, my fingers flying across the tablet screen as the blue upload bar began to crawl across the glass. The final audit of the Shadow Council's supply chain had officially begun, and the secretary was here to close the account.

Evelyn's POV We sat in Anthony's car in the parking lot and listened to the audio file three times. Mirabel's voice came through the speaker, slurred and thick with tears, but clear enough that there was no mistaking what she was saying. "I didn't think it would hurt anyone this much. Samuel said it was just business. He said Anthony would get over Sylvia eventually and everything would work out. But I saw what it did to him. I saw what it did to you. And I've been carrying it ever since."