Sexy Elizabeth Olsen นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She seemed to have discovered a shocking big secret! Elizabeth's mouth twitched slightly. Then, she explained coldly, "Silvia, I am attracted to men, just like normal women. Don't forget that I have already given birth to two children." It was only then that Silvia recalled Elizabeth's children. She coughed awkwardly and said, "Then, why did you lie to me that you have a fear for men? Are you sure you don't want to take on that job?" Elizabeth pondered and finally stated, "Go and ask the writers if Lindsay can be the star of the show. She can just perform scripted, while I'll bring Lucas on with me to the show."

"I don't believe you’ve met my guest. This is Elena. She’s been consulting for the Thornes in Paris. I’ve managed to convince her to lend her expertise to my interests for the upcoming season." Lucas’s gaze snapped back to Selene. It was like being under a microscope. He was looking for the girl he knew, searching for the curve of her jaw or the way she used to hold her breath when she was overwhelmed. Selene tilted her head, offering a faint, practiced smile that didn't reach her eyes. She didn't look away. She used the blue-tinted contacts and the heavy framing of the chestnut wig as her shield. "Mr. Yates," she said.

Mary spoke loud, as she happened to hold the same view. "Yes, you're right. We're reasonable people. Yesterday, I had a talk with Valery and she agreed that she would get along well with Hazel. She'll treat her like family," Elizabeth cut in. She put on a fake smile. As long as her daughter took the highest position, she didn't care for the welfare of the little bitch. Looking at their hideous faces, Hazel sneered and said, "Marriage is not a game. It's not a deal, either."

It was the only outward sign that he was irritated. The woman seated next to him was Elizabeth Smith. She was a model. Cool, attractive and sophisticated. Her coolness was one of the qualities which had first attracted him to her. She was one of the top models in the country and no one could deny that she was a very beautiful lady.

And Ellie was pretty sure Zane was paying his directors well. Smiling politely, she said, “I’m actually Zane’s assistant, too. We’ve known each other for years.” Sean gave her another distant, polite smile. “Is that right? Fantastic. So you aren’t seriously involved? No wonder she’s hitting on Zane.” Ellie stared at Sean, surprised by his bluntness. “But aren’t you and Elena—” “She refuses to commit. I think she’s still looking for someone better.” His voice had a touch of sadness and bitterness.

Her condition had never fully recovered, and the slightest chill could send the entire household into chaos. Just as Marisol was about to say more, she looked up and caught Elizabeth smiling at her. Despite being in her 50s, Elizabeth's face showed no signs of age. Her features were soft and delicate, glowing with warmth and kindness, with a lingering trace of childlike innocence. There was a faint melancholy between her brows, but it only made her more endearing. It was clear Elizabeth had been protected her whole life—whether by the Telson family she was born into or the Mullers she had married into. Her eyes were still pure and untouched by the world's harshness.

“If I can’t see Harris, then what right does she have to see him? Rachel asked with a bored voice as she tapped her hands on the desk. Rachel’s words were loud enough, which caused a commotion as they all stared at Elizabeth, who was staring at Rachel with an ugly look. Elizabeth was about to make a move, when the receptionist spoke up. She hissed and said, “who do you think you are? Miss Elizabeth is our CEO's childhood sweetheart, which means she is very dear to our CEO, and someday he will eventually get married to her”. Elizabeth blushed quickly as she heard this, she smirked at Rachel as she gave her a gloating look. Nodding her head, Rachel chuckled and responded, “Wow, why haven’t I h

"Yes, Mother, I understand completely. I won't disappoint you." ​"Splendid!" Elizabeth replied curtly. Then, her demeanor shifted drastically, her voice melting into an incredibly soft, affectionate purr as she addressed her daughter-in-law. "Elena, darling, do you like the itinerary I’ve arranged for you, sweetheart?" ​Elena offered a radiant, dazzling smile. She carefully positioned the phone camera so that her face and Liam's were framed side-by-side on the screen, painting the perfect picture of a blissful, harmonious pair of newlyweds.

She dramatically pulled Zoe to her front, both of them smiling sheepishly, their earlier fury folded away neatly behind a thin veneer charm. Elizabeth watched the whole display with utter disdain, her arms crossing tightly over her chest as she took in the two women fawning shamelessly in front of her son, clearly more embarrassed by their transparency than by anything else that had happened that night. 'He's so hot!' Zoe whispered inside her, admiring Oliver openly now that she stood close enough to study the sharp line of his jaw, the easy strength carried in his shoulders. 'That face. That body. Total upgrade from Cornell. Maybe I should marry him instead. After all, he's the real head of

“I’m sure they could use a bit of refreshment.” “That would be lovely,” Elizabeth said breathlessly. “Indeed, it would,” Sally agreed. Oliver waited until they were almost to the refreshment stand before pulling Nate aside and scolding him for his foul mood. “Either go after Elise Joselyn or don’t,” he said firmly. “Watching you wrestle with your emotions over that woman is near as bad as it was watching you hurt over Lilith. Come on, buddy. You have a beautiful debutante waiting eagerly for you to return. It’s clear she’s crazy for you and is only waiting for you to ask the question. What’s the problem?”