Novel & Cerita Sanders Sides Characters

As she settled into the comfort of her surroundings, her thoughts once again took an unexpected turn, leading her down a path filled with bittersweet memories of her ex-boyfriend and business partner, Ali Andre. Recalling their initial meeting, Sandra’s mind conjured images of an art exhibition where their paths had first crossed. it was a serendipitous encounter. The kind that seemed destined to alter the course of their lives. Ali had exuded charisma and passion for the arts, and Sandra had been captivated by his words, finding solace in their shared love for creativity.

"I wasn't planning to bother with it, but if she's going to provoke me, let's play." Sandy rubbed her hands together eagerly, "It's been a while since we stirred things up. My sense of morality has started to improve." Emily rolled her eyes at Sandy's comment as if they were villains. "Let's start with Lydia Sander. She's too annoying, always stirring trouble." In Sandy's eyes, petty villains were more despicable than outright bad ones. Emily shook her head, "Lydia Sander is a classic case of jealousy distorting someone’s character. If you confront her, it'll actually comfort her because she finds solace in believing she's morally superior to us. Ignoring her is what will truly bother her."

"Yes, Ms Dylan." "Great!" I beam. "I was kidding about the whole killing thing though. So does that mean you're helping?" "I'm sorry, Ms Dylan but I can't have a part in your schemes." I sigh. Yeah, I knew that was coming. Sandor was too much of a goody-too-shoes. Too loyal to those fuck-bags. Though, I'd really hoped I could bring him over to my side. Looks like that's a big no. I finally let him go and he practically sprints out the kitchen like I had the plague or something. I roll my eyes.

Thanks to his friend who managed to stop them from digging again. "Oh okay. If you say so..." Chris said as he heaved a sigh and decided to lift up their moods by "Oh, hmm... Before I forgot to introduce this one... This one is Simon. And Simon, this is Lenan, my friend, who almost forgot me and this one is Konan." He said and smiled. "Well, hello there Simon." Lenan greeted only to receive a nod from him.

She turned to Caleb and said, "Caleb, I'll head over first." After nodding, Caleb moved toward Finn. Finn was heir to the Sanders family, which specialized in weapon manufacturing. He was in the company’s upper management team and an aristocrat. Finn's disposition was gloomy and irritable. He had few close friends. Luckily, both Caleb and Winston fell into that category. Caleb took a seat next to Finn, who let out a cold chuckle.

They started whispering about how cruel Sandra was. She just rolled her eyes at them and turned to me. "Hi, I'm Sandra. And those two knuckleheads are Drake and Casper. The black-haired one is Drake, and the pouting idiot is Casper." As soon as she said that, both guys turned at the same time and scoffed at her. They looked… oddly hilarious. "You know, Sandra, if you weren't a girl, you'd be full of bruises right now. Good thing my mom raised me right to never hit a girl," Casper said, closing his eyes and raising his chin, like he just said something worth praising.

he added, throwing in another bone. Sandor's face lit up, a wide smile stretching across his face. "Thank you, Mr. Johnston! You're a true king." One knew how to play hardball, the other knew how to suck up. For me, there was no point in sticking around. Sure, Wayne had backed up my employee, but Sandor and his son wouldn't dare cross him again. Didn't mean they wouldn't find a way to mess with any of my people later. And honestly, anyone with that kind of character? Not someone I wanted to keep doing business with.

Apparently, some palace maids started the rumor because they were jealous of my mom and they wanted Sanders for themselves. All because of Sanders' good looks. Well, in my own opinion, Sanders is actually a pretty handsome guy with his longish ash-gray hair that's always neatly tied back. He has sharp, piercing silver eyes that carry an intensity that can silence a room with just a look. He's very dependable and reliable and since mom passed, he took care of me more than just a mere butler would care for their master. In my heart and mind, Sanders is the closest thing I have to a family.

“What’s my name? You’re not worthy to know that. I haven’t asked you your name yet.” “What’s my name? Come, one of you, tell him,” Sandy said. Someone walked out from behind Sandy and pointed at her. Then, she said, “Her name is Sandy Luther, the second daughter of the Luther family in River City. Do you know the River City Luther family? Hmm… I think there’s only one Luther family in River City.” After that person finished talking, she went back to her original position and continued to look at Leo with ridicule. ‘How dare he scold the second daughter of the Luther family? This is going to be good.’

The guard left. "You do know you're the boss's wife? You can-" "not for long," Sandra butted with a sigh. The clothes in Tanya's hands fell to the floor. "Boo," she called out,sitting on the bed. Her weight pushed the foam down. Sandra smiled in what she thought was discomfort. She loved how physically,Tanya and her were two opposites. She was white,Tanya was black. She was fair,Tanya was dark. She was thin,Tanya was thick. Extremely thick. The only thing they had in common was their slim waists.