Sydney Sweeney Face Novels & Stories

she answered her. “I will look forward to that,” Cleo said. Selena was so angry she wanted to strangle the other woman but she couldn’t. Any silly mistake will result in the company’s image falling. Since she was the face she had to control herself and keep calm even when it was difficult. She was about to stand up, trying to avoid any more confrontations when a familiar voice said something. Selena turned around and smiled as she saw Vivian approaching them. “I was wondering where I had seen you but now I know. Aren’t you Mrs. Sawyer, the famous wife of Sean Sawyer?” she asked her as if she didn’t know.

Her expression was calm; after all, she was an actress. Mike wrapped his arm around Sydney. "Sydney is a fantastic digital artist, and Mr. Reiner was so delighted that he offered her this position directly." Sydney stiffened and stared at him, surprised; he gave her a sidelong glance and a huge toothy grin and said, "Isn't it sweetheart?" "Yes....correct; he convinced me to join the Reiner group and has been quite encouraging, despite my lack of experience." Sydney joined in with Mike's game. Marilyn gazed at them with narrowed eyes, a perplexed expression on her face for a split second before returning to normal.

Mom loved eating outside when it was nice. “Ugh. Luna.” I turned to the kitchen doorway as a female voice scoffed before greeting me. I raised an eyebrow and chuckled when I noticed it was Sydney. She was still pissed at me I see. “Sydney. How are you today?” I asked politely, smiling before taking a sip of water as I noticed she looked shocked at my friendliness before scowling and crossing to the fridge to grab her own bottle of water. She was in a low cut and tight sports bra and tight yoga shorts, her long hair pulled up into a styled ponytail.

She walked up to me and put her thumb on my forehead "Compose yourself" And then I saw it all..... Jude leaving a party thrown in the house with a very familiar face,and the I saw Cary,Sue,Alia and Julia collapse in the main room and then I saw the familiar face again accepting the blame for what happened to them. I stumbled back after Sia removed her thumb from my forehead and I shook my head in almost shock "No... it's not possible....She can't....No she can't". Hunter stared at me strangely "What happened Sydney,why do you look so frightened....Do you happen to know her".

Sydney felt utterly suffocated, but she could not afford to blow things up—not when she still needed a smooth divorce. She could not risk falling out with Caleb. Her fingertips pressed lightly against her palm as she met his gaze. "How do you want me to clarify it? The photos are already out there." Caleb looked weary, probably worn down from dealing with Penelope. "But they didn't catch Penny's face clearly." A heavy weight clogged Sydney's chest. Her voice came out dry. "So you want me to lie? Tell the public that I'm the woman in the photo?"

I'm being crazy again. I lifted my head, I saw their faces. Looking at me. Both serious and filled with sympathy. I was about to say something, but a familiar smell stopped me. I immediately looked at the door. And I wasn't wrong. The door opened. I saw Aaron Kellan come in there. Worried and happy looking at me. I was about to smile and greet him when I saw behind him the figure of a woman...... And based on her body built. I was not mistaken. It was Sydney.

After the last time, it wouldn't be bad enough to say that we were more like friends now. Friends with benefits. I took his signal, closing up the large distance between us. He stood there looking all professional in his grey shorts and baseball hat- surrounded by a bunch of other people. "So here's our second lead actress!. Everyone, kindly welcome - Selene Woods" - he announced, watching my approaching figure. I straightened my black top as i bowed slightly, strands of hair falling over my face. "You know, i have heard about you before and watched some of your movies - i must say Selene, you're quite the talent".

Lisa Sydney’s face drained of color as her eyes bounced between the two of us. The fury that had burned so brightly in her expression cracked apart into pure shock. Her mouth opened and closed twice before any sound actually came out. “What?” she finally whispered. I wrapped my arms around myself, suddenly hyper aware of the state I was in. My hair was a mess, my lips swollen, my dress wrinkled beyond saving. There was absolutely no hiding what had happened in this room. Rowan leaned casually against the wall beside the door like Sydney hadn’t just caught us in the middle of the exact disaster everyone feared would happen one day.

I asked, surprised. “Everyone does!” Sydney exclaimed, reaching behind a pillow and retrieving her laptop. “He’s only the hottest bachelor in politics right now.” “I had no idea,” I said, suddenly feeling out of the loop. “Trust me,” Sydney continued, fiercely typing away on her keyboard. “He’s worth doing a little research.” She turned her computer screen toward me to reveal an enlarged photograph of Cal Booker. I observed his facial features for a moment, studying every crease and every pore. His eyes looked like they told a story.

But the absolute second I step onto the carpet, I almost run directly into a strange woman. I stumble back, blinking in confusion. It takes my hungover brain almost a full minute of intense staring to recognize the frame, the posture, and the eyes behind the disguise. It’s Sydney. But she’s completely altered. Her long dark hair is dyed a vibrant, fiery red, she’s wearing green contact lenses, and there’s a small fake mole on her cheek. She looks like a total stranger. I reach out instinctively, grabbing her firmly by the upper arms before she can bypass me.