Soa Wendy Novels & Stories

He screamed over the phone, “Will you get at it. Or, I drive down to your office now to hear it physically. Is anything wrong with the business sales?” Michael started,“Dad,mum, it’s not about the office. It’s about Wendy”. Denzel stutters, “Wendy, Wendy, who is that?. Is Roxana also Wendy?”. Michael sucked his teeth and continued, “The surrogate girl is Wendy”. They exclaimed, “Oh!!!”.

" Joel managed to keep Krystal's temper under control. The reluctant Krystal approached Wendy unwillingly for Ethan's sake. "Madam Wendy, it was all my fault. I was on edge these days because Sova was poisoned. I hope you can forgive me." Wendy was an old woman in her 80s. She wouldn't take a young brat's words to heart at all. She merely shot a cold glance at Krystal. "Know your place." Olivia held Wendy and left without sparing the others a glance. Krystal glared at the back of Olivia's head, touching her red cheeks.

, Karan's words made Wendy stop her footing. "huh?", She asked. "You not wanting to work for us, Is it because of a man?", He asked the question again. Wendy couldn't speak for a minute... "Yes, It because I don't wanna become busy with my work. I only have him in my life, I wanna be there for him whenever he wants me...so, I would be happy if The CEO of FOR YOU will leave me alone.", She smiled and left the room. She only has Sunny in her mind. She wanted to be there for him, She will be the first person to reach him if he ever needs her. To her, the first priority has always been her son.

So, the wrist guards definitely needed to be returned to him, but how to return them, how to contact Asher, she hadn't figured that out yet. That evening, Wendy went to David and Song Keling's place for hotpot. Wendy had only been in New York for a month and hadn't really opened up her social circle yet. Apart from David and his partner and Jessica, she hardly had any friends. Her relationship with her colleagues was good, but she didn't really go out shopping with them or anything. Her current shopping buddy was only Song Keling. Jessica had given her too much makeup and face masks. Wendy shared some with her colleagues, but kept most of the rest for Song Keling.

WENDY'S POV March 9th, 2026 I spent the entire weekend vibrating with a mix of academic obsession and dread. I brushed up on the O'Malley account until I could recite their quarterly earnings in my sleep. I knew their CEO liked golf and high-stakes poker; I knew their lead creative hated the color mauve. I was prepared.

"Right, got it. With your intelligence and boldness, Miss Shaws, I’m sure you’ll land the project." Wendy clearly enjoyed the flattery. The corners of her lips lifted uncontrollably. Seeing this, the manager finally figured her out and quietly let out a breath of relief. So that’s all it was—just someone who loved to be praised. And just like that, Wendy took on the role of director at Seafront Corporation. … Walton Corporation. After finishing her day at work, Aurora hesitated. She wasn’t sure if she should go home. Last night when she stayed at home, Grace had already grown suspicious. If she went again today, who knew what Grace might think?

I understand because she has had to hide them all her life and she is worried she will hurt someone. Other than that we are actually happy and we don't hide from anyone. I got a job and started working with a construction company that pays me well. Sadie has been working as a waitress at a small diner in town, right by our home. Every dime we get we save. Once were eighteen, we have both decided to finish school and go to college together.

"Wendy, weren't you going to the orphanage?" Wendy glanced at the scattered snacks on the ground. "I came to buy some things for the kids." Lucas tried to hide his shopping bags, but his hands were full. "I—I'm just here shopping with my boss' daughter! He's busy today, so he's asked me to accompany her. These things aren't mine." The more he explained, the more flustered he sounded, as if trying to cover something up. Wendy's eyes fell on the shopping bags. She might not recognize those high-end brands, but a single set of lipsticks costing 14,000 dollars spoke volumes.

As for the money, since Wendy was bankrupt and in debt, she could only sign an IOU to repay it in installments. I thought that would be the end of it. But, a few days later, my assistant handed me a background investigation report on Wendy. It came with a surveillance video.

He could hold on no longer. After the divorce, Wendy let herself go and spent her days drinking. She couldn't care less about the company. Sampson Group was nothing but disorganized under her. After numerous mishaps involving their products, it was now teetering on the brink of bankruptcy.