Sustained Emma Chase Novels & Stories

Nelly got up and carried her tray of food but Ivan stopped her. “It's alright. I'll leave.” “Better,” she rolled her eyes and sat down. Ok the second and third day of the meeting, Ivan looked for Nelly but it seemed she was good at hiding from him. The meeting was finally over and Nelly stood outside, waiting for Neuer. He had promised to bring Emma since the little girl was disturbing to come and see her mum. “Mummy!” Emma cried and ran into her mum's embrace. They looked adorable and some people even pleaded to take pictures.

The driver drove off. Emma is a beautiful, young, and hardworking woman. She has milky white skin, hazel eyes, charming dimples, long blonde wavy hair, and a stunning figure. Emma is a single mother, 27 years old. And her daughter is just seven. Emma loves her daughter dearly and would do anything for her. Emma arrived at her office and settled down. She works in a hotel as a general supervisor and resumed her daily routine of overseeing every department. _____ Ethan Williams was on the phone when his secretary walked in to inform him about a visitor. He signalled her to let the person in while he continued his call.

"Emma! Thank God. The director wants to start at 9:30 but Nick isn't here yet and I don't know where the release forms are and —" "Deep breath," Emma said. She pulled a folder from her bag. "Release forms. Signed. Dated. Notarized." Chloe stared. "You carry notarized release forms in your bag?" "I carry everything in my bag." Chloe grabbed the folder like it was a life raft. "I love you. I'm going to name my first child after you." "Please don't." Emma walked to the elevators. The film crew's lights were blinding. She kept her head down and her shoulders straight.

Inside were three items: a leather journal, a USB drive, and a smaller sealed envelope. I opened the smaller envelope first. Inside was a check for ten million dollars made out to me, dated two days before Eleanor's stroke. The letter was in Eleanor's precise handwriting: Sophia, If you're reading this, I'm dead and you've won. Congratulations. You played the game better than I expected. The journal contains documentation of every crime Catherine Chen and I committed over the past twenty years. The USB has financial records, communications, everything prosecutors would need. I'm giving you the choice I never gave you before: destroy your mother or protect her.

I made sure to keep the physical contact going – gentle touches, soft kisses. Emma didn't suspect a thing, melting into my embrace. As the night wore on, I knew I had to keep her occupied until tomorrow. "Let's order dessert," I suggested, pulling out my phone. Emma's eyes lit up. "Chocolate cake?" I grinned. "Your favorite." As we indulged in the rich chocolate, I couldn't help but steal kisses, my hands roaming gently over her skin. Emma's eyes sparkled, her voice husky. "Gabe, you're making me blush."

Like we weren’t even connected by vows or the life we’d built or I thought we’d built. I swallowed the lump in my throat. Tears brimmed. I had to escape. I backed away, dropped the tray, and fled to the bedroom. Frantic, I picked up my phone. I needed to act, Sabastian couldn’t know I was pregnant. I dialed the number I’d been avoiding for months. Now was the time. “When is the next available flight to Sydney?” I asked, voice shaking. “Tomorrow afternoon, ma'am ” came the prompt reply. “Tomorrow,” I whispered, barely audible, my hand trembling over the screen.

"We have found someone who looks exactly like the princess. She is going to pose as the princess until the Emperor finds a solution to the problem at hand Xisuthra adds. "What does the Emperor want me to do?" Pishtu asked. He did not understand what his father meant by someone else posing as the princess but he would have to see it by himself. "The woman would pretend to be very ill and go to the praying streams but instead she would go to the mansion on the east coast and learn all it is to learn about being a princess," Xisuthra said.

Before Chase could say anything in Jessie's defence, Jessie replied curtly, "Well, I don't count that information necessary. Chase knows that I certainly don't care about whoever he used to fool around with. As you can see, I've got everything he wants in the right places and you my darling, need a proper diet. Just so you know, there's no point wearing such a daring dress with a tasteless figure like yours. You must be the ex that Chase said he regretted being with, it was nice to finally meet you, now excuse us and please enjoy the rest of Janet's party." Jessie looked around and noticed some of Lenore's cameramen taking photos of she and Chase as they moved down the hall. She quickly led

"Are you certain? This isn't a decision to rush into emotionally." "I'm not rushing," Emma said, though her voice wavered slightly. "I've been giving him chances for three years, Rebecca. Even after everything that happened with Sophia, even after everything I proved, he still let her back into his head the moment she cried on the phone. I can't keep doing this. I can't keep waiting to see if today's the day he finally chooses me completely."

" Emma's face lit up. Her mother was making sense. She was sure that Alejandro would do anything to get the trafficked girl back. Maybe she could still get the favor she needed from him. "I have to go to him," she declared. It wouldn't be bad for Chloe's contract to be breached a few hours after she displayed them on I*******m. "I have to find her—the girl. She's the key to the success of La Beva." Her phone chimed, and she reached for it. Emma was constantly checking up on Chloe, especially after she posted about the reality bits she'd be posting. She wanted to see more of the man she was dating, Max.