Secrets Of The Southern Belle Novels & Stories

"You've got secrets, too. You can't just walk into someone's life and act like you don't have a past." Jesse raised a brow, intrigued by her sudden shift. "What makes you think I'm hiding anything?" Tina crossed her arms, her voice sharp. "Because people like you don't just show up out of nowhere. You're too polished to put it together. It doesn't add up." Jesse chuckled, shaking his head slightly. "You've got me all figured out, huh?" "I'm working on it," she shot back, her eyes narrowing. He leaned closer, his voice lowering slightly. "You'll have to dig deeper if you want to know what makes me tick."

Belle released a silent sigh, then removed her voice changer and disguise. Scott found himself speechless. Belle proceeded to explain, "Wearing a disguise was essential for me to move around without drawing attention. Due to my background, Grandpa insisted I wear one whenever we ventured beyond the mountains. It's a meticulously crafted disguise, making me virtually unrecognizable with it on." Scott swallowed and replied, "I really thought that Grayson cheated on you." Belle smiled. "Grayson only loves me and nobody else."

I nodded even though he couldn't see me, "I found a guy lying there—" "Wait, wait," he cut me off making me furrow my brows, "how could you have found him? I've gotten rid of him hours ago." There was a minute of silence from both our sides. I was beyond confused. "Sean," he spoke after a few more seconds of silence, "did you see a girl there? Long black hair? Blue eyes? Pale skin?" "Yes. You know her?" I ran a hand through my hair, letting out a groan, "I'm so fucking confused right now."

Then what about the remaining secrets that Emily still doesn't know about until now? Ah, the devil cares! She should enjoy this relationship before starting to think things over. Damn, absolutely delicious! ***

“I’m so sorry, Belle.” Belle closed her eyes, resting her head against his chest, her tears soaking into his shirt. She didn’t know what to do, didn’t know how to move forward. All she knew was that the man she loved was keeping secrets from her, and the truth was tearing them apart.

“To the mysterious and ever-resilient Sophia! I knew you had it in you.” We clinked glasses, and I downed more of my drink. The tension of the night was finally ebbing away, replaced with a kind of lightness I hadn’t felt in years. The alcohol helped, but it was more than that. I was free. Free from the contract, free from the charade of being Mrs. Dalton. I hadn’t realized how much of myself I had buried during that time. “I don’t know what’s crazier,” I continued, setting my glass down on the table. “The fact that I just handed over $10 million in cash or that he had the nerve to offer to pay me $20 million in alimony. Can you believe that?”

While having such a difficult time looking at the packing tape, it caught my attention in my handbag, where I almost forgot to put it on the cartoon. "What is this?" I murmured as I opened it and saw a little envelope. I opened it with a cheque amounting of One Hundred Million And there's a note with it... "My son doesn't love a beggar uneducated like you, so stop chasing him. You'll know soon that he was going to marry a girl whom he loves the most, and that's not you!" I dug for more and saw some pictures of Brandon with a girl. They kissed, they were happy, and he was proposing to a girl. And I know this time he was in Hawaii.

He is actually excited to find his Cinderella. Because of the news report, the company's email and Chase's phone has been blowing with messages inquiring about dating the heir. Chase went ahead and ordered Secretary Lee to assign investigators for each messages they receive about him. He didn't gave out words about his ideal type, he only ordered them to investigate if the people's intention was love nor money. "Are there any other things you would like to add sir?" Secretary Lee asked as he was sending the commands with his tablet. "Did the Prince danced with every maiden there or did he just greeted them?" Chase mumbled but it was clear enough for the secretary to understand.

account. In the afternoon, Kourtney came out of her room to get a glass of water downstairs when she ran into Bella, who had also come out of her room. Bella was all smiles and when she saw Kourtney, she was as proud as a peacock with an open screen, completely unaffected by her piano skills being crushed by Kourtney. She flipped the crown on her head and bragged, "Dad already wired the investment money to Mr. Williams, and the maid just said that Dad asked me to go to his study, so it must be Mr. Williams who replied that he would take me as his apprentice.

“OK here it says I will move into the house and room immediately the contract is signed by the two parties, I can’t share a room with you, we just met each other. “You have to, if not people are going to suspect us thinking how did you get pregnant if we sleep separated. “Fine, I said, annoyed having no choice in the matter “is there any other thing not to your liking or can we go ahead and sign it, he asked, giving me the pen to sign, and he does the same then takes out the ring and start the acting from now and went back to our dinner. Once we were with our food we agreed to meet again at his house to discuss our backstory whenever people asked questions, on our way to his car the paparazz