Stephanie Lawson Stevens Novels & Stories

"Stephen is one of their best isn't he? I wonder what the chap is busy with that they could not have someone else takeover for him and get him down here." Stephen had handled a fair number of legal concerns for our pack and he did a damn good job at it too. "I wonder what this new lawyer like." Leon mused as he took apart the knot he had just finished and started it from scratch once more. "Well, from what I've heard, she's tough but fair," I replied, giving up and grabbing a random coat from the closet. "A bit straight laced though - not too much, but she plays by the rules so we would not be getting up to any of the shenanigans Stephen advocates sometimes.

Lucian remained behind with Logan’s mother watching over him and that puts my mind to rest. ‘’Now, this one...I’m feeling it.’’ Stephanie comes out in another wedding dress with simpler designs, yet the simplicity couldn’t hide its sophistication. ‘’This is better.’’ I agreed with her choice. ‘’Right.’’ She smiles at my words and immediately tell one of the nearby workers. ‘’I will be getting this.’’

He wanted to get some fresh air for a moment and leave Devan. . . . Ellen smiled her smile as she took Stevens arm as she felt it suited her perfectly. She could see various amazed gazes aimed at her being here with Stev. Red haired woman. Ellen was sure of what she was seeing now. The red-haired woman currently standing near Stev's father is the stepmother of the man she is currently working with. Hahhh. Ellen couldn't understand why Stev wanted to come to an event like this. Which will only add bad memories to the man himself.

I open it. "Stephanie. Oh my God. You're back!" I look at Stephanie Burnham. She is a beautiful woman. She has gotten taller, and her hair is long. She has long black straight hair. She always looked like a Halloween brat. I loved that about her. It was always weird to me that a prep like Brittany and a punk-like Steph were ever friends. I'm not sure how they came to be friends. But I know it has something to do with me.

“Let me talk to her.” Lena grabbed his arm. “No. Let me.” Carson hesitated, but saw the resolve in her eyes. “I’ll stay close. If she tries anything—” “She won’t,” Lena said. “She doesn’t want justice. She wants attention.” Stephanie stood near the far corner of the ballroom, dressed in a sleek red dress and a cold smile. She was alone — no press, no friends. Just fury hidden behind flawless makeup. When she saw Lena approaching, her expression twisted into a bitter grin.

Once I've finished redeveloping this section, he'll have no choice but to entrust not only Dan Realty but all the others to me. I reviewed the blueprint of the site and highlighted areas that needed adjustments and redesigns. Then, Stevens' message popped up. “Are you not supposed to be enjoying your honeymoon, sir? You've been working all morning” I recoiled at the sight of it. There was something about Steven that got under my skin. He was hired because he was qualified to be my assistant, but I didn't truly dislike him until he started getting close to Stephanie. Speaking of Stephanie, I hope she had a good night. Was she feeling hungover or unwell? A wave of concern washed over me. I bru

She still caught the attention of men—and sometimes even women. Stephanie had attended a liberal arts college, majoring in English. She had originally planned to go to graduate school to become a teacher. However, during college, she met her husband, David, who was two years her senior. They married when she graduated, with David already in his third year of law school. Stephanie took a job as an administrative assistant at an investment firm to support them until he passed the bar exam. They had agreed that she would return to school for her postgraduate degree once David was established.

A voice came from behind the two. Gael and Leonard turned around in unison and they were both shocked at the sight of Ashton. Ashton was walking over with a woman and the two were holding hands. The woman had fair skin, she was slender with a narrow waist and her legs were long. She looked beautiful as her long hair danced lazily in the wind. Ashton was as dashing as always but his face was a little pale. Gael's mouth was wide open after seeing his grandson. Leonard on the other hand had his eyes fixed on Maya as his eyes flashed with a mysterious light. No one could tell what he was thinking about or what was so interesting about Maya.

“That’s not what I meant, Mrs. Stephens. Miss Lawson was just too stressed. She’s in charge of our school’s advanced track class, the one expected to produce this year’s top scorer on the high school entrance exams. The pressure is intense, so she’s been overly strict with the students and said things she shouldn’t have. She has acknowledged her mistake. I’ve already spoken to her about it. I promise she’ll never repeat this behavior, whether that means targeting Claire or saying anything inappropriate.”

On the drive home, my mind drifted to Steven’s parents. Steven’s father, Rodger, was a stern man with kind eyes and he was a bank president. He had been unsure of me, but in our first conversation, I had won him over. Soon, he became like a father to me. But Steven’s mother, Stephanie, was another matter altogether. She always scrutinized: my house wasn’t clean enough, my car wasn’t a Volvo. The fact that I owned a Mercedes was irrelevant. My hair wasn’t neat enough. Looking back, I saw where Steven got his demanding demeanor from.