Sarie Kessler And Will Smith Relationship Novels & Stories

“Meanwhile, call all our staff tomorrow morning for a meeting, and our shareholders in the afternoon. I will meet everyone. Invite our clients after you settled something with Sarah. Lets try to redeem whatever we can.” “And what is this cheating on your marriage with another woman that I heard of?”, the elder questioned Robert again, suddenly remembering another shocker that he had heard of. “I-I quite like Jessica Williams. She is Sarah’s friend and a copywriter in our company”, Robert had no option but to come clean. “Robert plans to marry Jessica”, Larissa pipped in again. “What?”, Charles Sr almost fell off the chair he was sitting in. Smack. The old man’s walking cane thwacked Robert’s

I scoffed, my mouth opened in shock. Of course, Damien lied. “Honestly?” I forced a smile. “You did me a favor. If you didn’t betray me, I wouldn’t have met the real boss of this family.” Sarah shook her head in disbelief, looking at me in disgust. “You married Kieran to compete with me? You think this is some competition?” “No, Sarah. I don’t have time to compete with a bitch.” She gasped loudly. Tami slapped her palm on the counter. “You disrespectful girl—”

The media quickly noticed that this little girl's smile bore a striking resemblance to my younger self, even down to the angle of her arched eyebrows. Rumors had long circulated that Luke's current wife couldn't conceive. The media immediately thought of me because, before Luke married his current wife, our names were always linked together, and our past was widely covered in the headlines. 'Luke Smith and Hazel Jones's passionate car kiss' 'Luke Smith and Hazel Jones spotted together in Iceland' 'Luke Smith accompanies Hazel Jones to the film festival' Our sweet past had now transformed into icy daggers, piercing the most delicate layers of my heart.

Kevin stated matter-of-factly. Sara's smile turned bittersweet as she responded, "I don't care about their relationship as long as he is happy with her." Kevin let out a snort, clearly unconvinced. "Did you even see him?" Sara's eyes dropped, and her voice softened, "No. I don't have the strength to face him." Kevin leaned in closer, "Then you can't see the turmoil in his eyes. If you had looked into his eyes, you might have known if he truly is happy or not."

I was in my guest suite at the penthouse, the gold dress discarded on a chair like a dead skin. I didn't wait for coffee. I walked straight into the kitchen, my bare feet silent on the obsidian floors. The tablet on the marble island was already glowing. Sarah had been busy. The headlines were a relentless, digital tide. “THE KISS HEARD ‘ROUND THE WORLD: JAKE SLATER AND DR. VANCE MAKE IT OFFICIAL.” “SLATER SPOTTED LEAVING GALA WITH FIANCEE.” I scrolled past a photo of the kiss. It was perfectly framed—the gold of my dress, the blue of his suit, the raw intensity of the moment. It looked like a lie that everyone wanted to believe.

He did it hastily and emotionally with practically no hesitation. Kisa was in a daze as she watched Gilbert chase after the figure. After his and the woman's figure disappeared in the crowd, Kisa finally lowered her head. Then, a disappointed expression flashed across her face. 'Turns out, it's exactly like what the employees of GK Pictures said. I only have the right to stand by his side and be Mrs. Kooper because Sara Mitchell isn't around. If Sara was still here, I wouldn't have anything to do with all this. The person that man loves has always and only been Sara,' she thought.

“I haven’t seen you date anyone since I started working with you. You barely socialize or attend parties. The only thing you do after shoots is go home to Alpha Keagan’s mansion. Or wait, are you sleeping with him!? He’s married!” The blood drained from my face and I slapped a hand over Elsa’s mouth to keep her voice down. Glancing around to make sure nobody heard her, I dragged her to the empty side of the room with a curtain. “What the fuck was that, Elsa Smith?” She flushed, her cheeks turning beet red. “I’m sorry. I’ve wanted to ask you for a while but the time was never right. I need to know if you’re having an affair with Keagan Halls.” She held her hands up before I could cut her shor

If she performed well, it could elevate her status even further. Kael patted her head. “It’s your first drama. Of course I had to be here.” Screenwriter Demi nearly gagged watching the scene. Danna clearly didn’t get this role through talent. What worried her more was what would happen once Naomi showed up… The others might not know about Kael and Naomi’s past, but as the daughter of one of the most influential families—the Smiths—she had heard the rumors. Apparently… Naomi and Kael were already divorced.

Kevin blew out the smoke and said, "Last time I checked, Kiara denied having a boyfriend ." "She could be lying. Maybe they are keeping their relationship secret from the public." Paul said and added, "Kevin, my gut feelings are never wrong man. Rumours about them dating, him investing in her movies and now him appearing out of nowhere when there is a change in the script, not to forget about his reaction when he saw Kiara about to get slapped. Strangers or just acquaintances won't do all this for each other." Kevin pulled his lips together in a thin line, much to his anger, Paul's analysis was indeed making sense to him. But as much as it sounded legit to him, he was unwilling to accept it.

I didn’t know how to start, but I knew I had to tell her. “Oh, Cassandra,” I began, watching her reaction closely. “Mr. Smith is looking for women from his past? Turns out his fiancée, well, his ex-fiancée, is a psycho. Can you believe it? She beat him up when she found out about the women in his past. And Mr. Smith foolishly let her! And he’s a Mafia Lord, for goodness’ sake. Love, huh… I thought they were married after we left Manila, but apparently not.”