Sylvia Frasher Novels & Stories

Mrs Angela asked as she stared askance at Daisy Hunter. Glaring back at Mrs Angela, Daisy's countenance changes from happiness to a mixture of concern and bewilderment. "No, I'm Wade's fiancée," Daisy said, her voice laced with trepidation. "You…my son's fiancée?…aren't you his Secretary at the office?" "Yes, I am ma." Daisy Hunter replied, her gaze intent on Mrs Angela. Staring askance at Daisy, Mrs Angela's gaze was laced with venom. "This can't be." Mrs Angela said as she flung the door shut at Daisy's face.

“And you have to stay away from Frank. Give me your word. I know you guys work together and he is your boss-” “Well, he is not my boss, I just help him out with stuff after work.” I mumble, embarrassed now. I was so pathetic, I wasted all my time and energy helping him out, just because I liked him. “I am sorry, you stayed late to complete his work?” He asked me, enunciating each and every word, “Do you really not see how much this man is using you?” “I do but-“ “No, just don’t talk to Frank again.”

her lashes fluttered. “Unfortunately, a challenge of this kind cannot be easily turned down....” I turned to see Samantha Jo. I knew it, this bitch...she had to have a hand in these. Her bitchy words of apology back at the honeymoon house was all fake! “And you are?” the lady turned towards Samantha. “Oh, sorry for my interruption. I am Samantha Jo.” The lady sized her up briefly before she just shrugged and nodded. “Don’t be startled Luna Eleanor, it is only the debt of your husband you are helping him pay.” She flashed me a smile. I saw the smirk hidden behind the fake smile. Everything looked suspicious and staged and I smelt it clearly.

From a very young age, Sylvia displayed a different side compared to other girls. While most girls immersed themselves in pretty princess dresses and shades of pink, and vied for the attention of handsome young men, Sylvia showed little interest. Furthermore, she had an exceptional older brother, Lance, which led her to have high standards when it came to men. Ordinary young men simply couldn't capture her interest. During her school years, many pursued her with flowers and gifts, but failed to attract her. Later, when she began working in the emergency department of a hospital, she encountered gory scenes every day. Her conversations were often peppered with terms like "fracture," making he

[Sylvia's POV] Freya paraded through the crowd in a stunning emerald gown. I paid for that dress two weeks ago using my personal allowance. She held a crystal champagne flute, leaning close to a group of high-society Omega women. "It is a tragedy," Freya sighed, putting a manicured hand over her chest. "Sylvia hit her head during a motorcycle crash. The pack doctor said she suffered severe brain damage. She is delusional now. She rejected poor Carl, who has been nothing but devoted to her."

“So what if she was the CEO’s fiancée? She still got kicked out.” “She already tried to leech off Mr. Shaw’s money before getting married. What a parasite. She deserved it!” Ever since Grayson started this so-called revenge plan, Sylvia had used his favoritism to make things difficult for me. My coworkers followed suit, throwing obstacles in my way to please her. I had long grown numb to their cold words. They no longer hurt me.

Her face was flushed and her pale blonde hair whipped in the air as she rushed in then smiled brightly at us like barging into a meeting unannounced was normal. Sylvia rushed in almost immediately, she had her hands on her knee as she seems to be out of breath while the woman that had assaulted my thought all through last week just stared at her like she was being dramatic. “I am so sorry sir,” Sylvia fervently apologized, her eyes wide with fear. Sylvia was my personal assistant and had lasted more than usual although she was terrified of me and perhaps that was why she was more efficient than her predecessors who had spent their time gawking at me and gossiping about my personal affairs.

Wushi. He would make women obsessed with him and buy them anything they wished for, but never would he give them love nor affection. He considered all women who approached him objects of desire that were bound by materialism. It was impossible and yet they would always try to melt a heart of stone. She recalled her former life when she killed for a living. 'Adolf's shadow' was the name she earned due to how inept and cruel she was to her targets.

“Don’t tell me you’re about to sell me one of your miracle investors.” I shook my head. “No. I’m talking about Sylvia.” “Who?” “Sylvia Rhodes. She’s one of the best surgeons in the country. Works at Rhodes Hospital. Brilliant mind, steady hands, and heart of gold. She helped Andrea through a tough time recently.” David nodded slowly. “Ah. I think I’ve heard her name somewhere. But she’s in New York, right?” “Yeah. But she travels for professional consultations sometimes. If you’d like, I can connect you. She’s someone who doesn’t just treat patients, she actually cares. You’d be in good hands.”