Shoshanna Weber Restart Novels & Stories

"Then let's be good at it together." He watched her move around the kitchen, ordinary and unhurried, and felt, standing there in the quiet Saturday morning light, that this was exactly the shape of life he hadn't let himself imagine wanting for longer than he cared to admit, and that he intended to keep choosing it, deliberately, for as long as she'd let him. Webb resigned from the firm six weeks after dropping the lawsuit, and the official statement, when it circulated, cited personal reasons, the same vague, dignified language every executive used when the actual reasons were considerably less flattering.

Miss Mabel said. "Wow, that's a lot to process," Lindsey said. "Yes, but it's written in the file in front of you," Miss Mabel said pointing at her file. Lindsey glanced at it and flicked it open. "About the host, who do you have in mind?" Lindsey asked. "Actually we are looking for someone outspoken and has an impact in the media, for now, the bait is between Jenna Wales and Reporter Sharon," Miss Mabel said. "But I would personally recommend Jenna, your relationship with Sharon isn't very pleasant," Reporter Jane said.

“Asher and I went through every record we have. There is nothing that describes something like this. No artifact, no conduit, no relic that embeds itself into a person’s heart.” I leaned back slightly, letting that sink in. “So I just… picked something unknown and now it’s living in my chest.” “Yes.” “That’s… reassuring. Very reassuring.” I mumbled. “It means we can observe,” she said. “From now on, we will monitor how it affects you.” I sighed softly, rubbing my temple as the last of the headache faded. “Can I just pick another one instead?” I asked. “You know, something less… invasive?” Sera studied me for a moment before nodding. “We can try.”

Evan nodded, eyes lit up. Hopeful. Greedy. "That's him. If we get a foot in with Ainsworth Corp, we go even higher." He smiled. "He's famous for spoiling his wife. Wonder who got that lucky." *** While everyone was still buzzing, the auction manager rushed in with security, faces tight. "Excuse me—has anyone seen a woman with a six-year-old girl?" The noise spiked. Someone connected the dots fast.

Sebastian scoffed and replied, "Have you no shame, Hansel? You stole Amber's ambulance and left her to nearly die from blood loss on the operating table. "How dare you come to see her? Besides, you're married now—the media is flooded with photos of your wedding to Nara. Lennox Group even officially announced the partnership between the Lennox and Sullivan families through marriage. "That makes Nara your wife, not Amber. As her friend, I have every right to stop her ex-boyfriend from harassing her!" "Yeah!" Ezra yelled angrily. "Before Amber passed out, she called you a complete bastard and said she never wants to see you again. Get lost!"

"What do you do?" Shylie's fingers hovered over the tablet screen in front of her. She read the problem through twice, once quickly, once slower. She took a deep breath before answering. When she spoke, her voice was still. "I stop the launch." She said without pause. "Inform the board, pull the product, make sure it's fixed before going public." "Even if it means losing your funding?" "Yes." She didn't hesitate. "You can rebuild a company. You can't bring people back."

Halfway through the meal, she got a phone call and rushed off in a hurry. After that, Brandon left as well. A few days later, he called me. "Skylar, it was you, wasn't it? How did the Colson family's docks end up in your hands?" he roared on the other end of the line. "The board has stripped Laura of her position! You and Rosalie are behind this, aren't you?" I answered calmly, "Yes, we were. The project Laura took on was way too risky. I just gave Stella a friendly reminder. Brandon, did you think you could do whatever you wanted just because you have that system and can create fake comments?"

He felt like he had lost everything in the world. It was impossible. Willow would never leave him so easily. They had set a date to go to the amusement park together. Feeling uneasy, Connor contacted his executive assistant, Kieran Grace. “Book me a seat on the earliest flight to Hurac tomorrow!” “But sir, Mr. Gordon has asked you to go home to discuss the matter of your engagement with Wendy Lidell. I’m sure his bodyguards are already on the way to you.” Connor simply hung up. He frantically sped to Willow’s apartment.

The pressure in her chest made it hard to breathe. Without the fog of romance clouding her judgment, she could now clearly see his true colors. Every time she saw Joshua, he seemed a little more insufferable than before. Rebecca suddenly raised her voice, announcing proudly, "Besides, even if we grant you that, Ms. Everhart is the newly appointed CEO of Everlast Tech. Shouldn't the organizers have sent her a personal invitation?" Gasps rippled through the crowd. A CEO? The young, stunning woman—barely 25 or 26—was running a major company? Truly impressive!

Caleb too raised his voice at me. "SHUT THE FUCK UP! She is my fucking ex! How do I get close to her and tell her about my situation? She already embarrassed me enough for ruining my damn life and now you want me to expose such sensitive information about me to her? Are you mad Caleb?" I stood up shouting, my hands flaring around as I spoke, veins popped up on my neck and forehead, I felt like I was loosing my mind from the sudden news. "I understand Alan! And fuck! I've also seen how you suffered for the past six damn years! Now that the chance to cure you has come….are you just gonna let your fucking ego get the upper hand? Aren't you the one who came to me for help! I'm now telling you as