Susan O'reilly Novels & Stories

Vera caught sight of a running shadow which passed by. "That's Olly, I think she heard, quickly mom, call in the assassins to come and kill the bastard," Susan's face paled as she stood up quickly. Olly only knew her feet were just moving but where she was going she didn't know, her entire course was just to avoid the danger right in front of her. The dark tunnel she entered was muddy and wet with a bad stench but she had no time to think about that. "Susan is trying to kill me to protect her secret, she is a devil in disguise," Olly bit her lips till it bled, she regretted turning her back on Alexa.

Most importantly, She was confident about her body. "Girls, I have to share something with you both," Susan said while Emily was driving. "I think I found someone who can represent our brand." "Who?" Aurora asked as the atmosphere inside the car changed from jovial to serious. "Kevin Rawls, that designer of the year. We need to contact him and ask him to join our brand."

Now, Emma, who had prepared to laugh at him, was touched, and he appreciated, “Thank you for your support. I will never forget this in a hurry.” “You are welcome, Mr. Aaron.” Since Silas was aware that Susan had gone to see the General Manager for permission to visit the village, he asked the team to wait for her. After a few minutes, she joined them and they left. “Wow! Susan, I'm glad you made it,” Sarah greeted when she received her in the village. “I'm delighted to be here, Mrs. Owens. It was just by a stroke of luck.” “You are right. Your name was not on the list that Tony sent previously.”

Do I have dementia? “Oh dear, you look confused.” She says as she laughs a little, “Come with me, I feel like I should introduce you to some people.” She says and I blindly follow her. Too confused to know what’s going on. “This is Gwen, Harry, Marie, Penelope, Daphne, Kyle, Daryl, Juliette, Sarah, Seb, Ron, Terry and of course Dave.” My eyes widen when I realize what is happening. Oh. My. God.

Susan grabbed the hotel water glasses as Lucia pulled the foil off the champagne bottle. “I can’t believe you were stuck in the elevator all that time. And why weren’t you texting me back? Was your battery out?” “Okay, there’s a story there, but let’s toast to you before I get into all of that.” She twisted the metal tie open and pulled out the cork with a gentle pop. After she poured a healthy amount into each of their glasses, she held hers up. “To Susan hills , the first black female partner at olive, Young and Stewart in over ten years. To a brilliant lawyer, but most importantly the best big sister a girl could have.”