Novel & Cerita Sandra Brown The Alibi

~Sandra’s pov~ Of all the people who could have walked into that club on the worst night of my life, it had to be fucking Ryan Hale! Not a stranger. Not some random person who wouldn't know my face from a magazine. No, it had to be the one man in the city who could destroy my reputation and dismantle everything I was trying to save with a single phone call, and he was standing right there in front of me with that arrogant, slow, cutting smile that had always made me feel like he could see straight through every wall I'd ever built around myself.

"Yes, and you are?" "Sandra." The woman held out her hand, Aaliyah's eyes moved to the two drinks in her hand making the woman smile, Aaliyah gave her one, before shaking her hand. "Thank you but I don't drink." "I'm sorry, I'll try not to give strangers drinks, so what did you need?" Sandra smiled. "I was hoping you would like to go on Tonight with Hannah." Tonight with Hannah was a big television host, Tia was obsessed with her to the point where Aaliyah was worried about her health.

Alex is quite surprised by the track record of the man named Sandro…he is one of the well-known international agents…and now he is pursuing a solo career. He has several times acquitted Mr. Robertson in cases of alleged corruption and bribery. He's always been untraceable, and it's as if the laws of this country are bent by it. hmmm… Hoaam… Hom… "Is it still long? I am already sleepy!" Alicia complained that it is already eleven at night.

But as Sandra took in the nearly empty room, without Eline and Ismena in sight, she knew that she'd been deceived. Oh, those misleading, traitorous women! Sandra was practically fuming as she flung herself down on the couch and crossed her arms together. "You just wait for me in Oklahoma, Ismena. I'll pull your hair from the root, strand by strand until you're completely bald!" A knock came at the door. A hopeful sigh escaped her lips as she sprang up from the couch. Maybe, she'd been quick to judge— But, it wasn't Eline and Ismena. It was Alphose.

Upstairs was quiet. When I pushed Abriel’s door open, the lamp in the corner glowed soft and golden. Sandra was curled up on the couch beside his bed, arms folded, one leg hanging over the side. She was asleep, but just as I stepped inside, her eyes flew open like she’d been waiting for my presence. “Hey,” I whispered. “I’m back.” Sandra sat upright instantly, her face full of worry. “What happened? Did you come back with Alpha? Is he okay?”

Alpha Lake questioned, raising a suspicious brow at her, his anger was rising, he didn't have time for rubbish talks now. "She, she just told me things that made me believe her, Alpha. She might have changed a little due to what she had gone through in the past year, but I know this is her. I confirm this is Audrey. Please, give her a chance to prove herself," Sandra was anxious, she feared Alpha Lake might perceive her fear, and that would be the end of her. Alpha Lake silently observed both girls before him. Of course, he didn't believe them, but he wanted to hear their sub-story. He was going to put an end to all this.

She had just gotten off the phone with Derek and he told her that Tanya had broken up with him and was choosing to stay with Colby. Now, Sandra knew that she needed to take decisive measures, she could no longer sit back and wait, hoping that things would turn in her favor and Colby would get tired of Tanya. After thinking for a while, she finally came up with an idea and called Colby. Colby was in his office when her call came in and his first thought was to hang up. However, he realized that he hadn't heard from her in a while and decided to find out what she wanted, when he answered the call, Sandra began to cry "please help me, Colby, I was robbed last night by some thugs, please, I real

He stood up and carried her up in a bridal style and walked into his room not minding the penetrating eyes of the maids and guards. "So? What are we doing here?" She asked him with a grin. "We are here to find out more about you." He replied to her while his hands began to roam all over her body. "Sandra tell me the fucking truth did you collide with Cynthia to kill Mia?" Alpha Gabe Sandra's mate asked her when they both of them entered into the guest room in Raymood's mansion. "Gabe, I don't understand this question of yours, does this mean that you don't trust me?" She asked, feigning innocence.

He caught her arm as she tried to pass him, making her look at him. “Do you have a problem with women using the loo?” she asked in a low, menacing tone. “Two minutes,” he said. “Yeah right,” she smirked and sauntered to the restroom without another word. The note Sabrina had pushed into her hand was simple and to the point. Crey said your bottom is his and he loves you. Will meet us at Miriam’s. Stay safe. Sandra smiled then quickly tucked the paper inside her boot so she wouldn’t run the risk of her abductor finding it, then placed her hand on the slight bulge of her tummy.

This man meant nothing to her; he was just a tool. Now, there was only one thing Sandra had to do. She had to fake a miscarriage to cover for her lie. Then, she will receive the biggest pity party from everyone. And she has already found the victim who will play the leading role in her drama. This would be her ultimate victory over Millicent. All that was necessary was a perfect opportunity. Sandra had to create one, and she even had a plan. The right time was coming. Soon, Sandra will celebrate her birthday. She had to make sure her step-sister would attend the event. Now, Sandra had time to prepare her ground. She had to convince her father that she wished to fix everything between her and