Novel & Cerita The Charming Landlady

The landlady looked at her with a reassuring look. “I do not doubt you. I know you will.” Her landlady assuredly said. Her landlady stood up and went to her door. She opened the door and was about to come out when we stopped and looked at her. “Claire,” her landlady called. “Yes, Ma’am?” “Someone was looking for you a while ago. It’s a guy, and he looked tough. He asked me if I knew you, and I said I didn't know you. Who was that, Claire? Do you know him?”

The landlady noticed Noelle's strained smile and could not help but shake her head. "Young lady, there are plenty of fish in the sea. Men aren't always reliable. Take my advice and find a better one in the future." Noelle finally understood that the landlady must have thought she had been dumped. She glanced down at herself, feeling a mix of amusement and frustration. She probably did not look her best today. After the long day, it was easy to see why the landlady might misunderstand.

the pretty clerk said with a sweet smile. "Thank you Charlotte, I am very grateful," Sharlynn said. After the clerk named Charlotte went inside, Sharlynn decided to wait on the sofa in the corner of the store. Thirty minutes later, Charlotte came out and called Sharlynn. "We can only give you 17,000 euros. I asked for more, but they kept the price the same," Charlotte said with a disappointed look on her face. "It's okay. It's a fantastic price for what I need for a few months," Sharlynn replied happily.

Besides, it was a good spot with good traffic accessibility. The agent was delighted by her show of satisfaction, so she called the landlady straight away to have her sign the contract. A few minutes later, the 50-year-old landlady showed up in a surprisingly fashionable getup adorned with branded bags and jewelry. It would have been impressive if one could not tell they were bootlegged with one glance. A strong sense of fatigue underpinned the landlady’s eyes, which only made one wonder if life had been dealing her a heavy hand.

Voir Luxury hotel, the hotel is visited by many foreign actresses who come for holidays or just reporting activities as well as other tourists, not a few domestic actresses who also use the hotel's services as a meeting place or just enjoy the food served at the restaurant inside. The Voir Luxury Hotel is located 200km away from the head office where it handles all activities. Meanwhile, the Voir Royal housing is managed by Mr. Abimanyu's younger sibling or Devi's mother. Juliana has just worked as a secretary for Mr. Abimanyu himself for about three years, now how long will she have to work with William? Juliana felt increasingly uncomfortable. Actually Juliana didn't want to bother, it's j

Then he nodded to them with a smile and said, "I happen to have a room next to the sea!" As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the landlady taking them inside with a smile. Adeline had always known that foreigners were very enthusiastic. Now that she saw the landlady in front of her, she felt that she was not very enthusiastic, but very enthusiastic! Adeline only heard the landlady say, "This room belongs to my daughter. She went out for a trip. You were very lucky to have met her! The landlady took them to the door of a room. When she opened the door, she saw that the room was not very big, but the decoration was very delicious. What Adeline liked most was a wind bell hanging in front o

“Just… be polite.” “I’m always polite.” “No, you’re sarcastic and gay. That’s different.” I rolled my eyes and untied my apron, smoothing down my black shirt. Of all nights to get a Velvet Room client, it had to be tonight—when my patience was thinner than my pay. I pushed the double doors open. The Velvet Room was dim, warm, soaking in gold light. The walls were lined with mirrors but none of them reflected clearly; everything looked soft, blurred, dreamlike. A single chair sat at the center of the room, facing away from the door.

In the study, Julian was holding an old tome up high. "I found it! It's a book on the Lord of the Manor!" As everyone quickly gathered around him, Julian read aloud, "His name is Morpheus, and he loves to drink Stardust Wine under the full moon, which clears his mind and gives him a good night's sleep." "Anything else?" Cassian pressed urgently. "He likes to collect old star charts and harp music during rainy nights," Julian replied. "There's also records about his dislikes…"

Penelope's POV A FEW WEEKS LATER "You look exhausted." Mrs Park, my new landlady said. "Good morning to you too, Mrs. Park." My landlady stood in her door with a cup of tea in each hand. Her silver hair was knotted into a pigtail. At seventy-one, she barely reached my shoulder and spoke in a way that showed that she had stopped caring about others’ opinions decades ago. She extended one cup toward me. I took it. "You were up at five again," she said.

Because of that thought, she suddenly missed Rowena. “Oh that’s interesting,” Jenny said unable to hide the exhaustion in her voice. Whether it is because of the long driving time or the reason why she decided to go up to Baguio, she is not sure. It was then that the woman smiled at her before opening her mouth to speak. “All right. By the way, your first meal here is free. Malou will just deliver it to you,” the landlady said. "Before I forget, you can call Mama Loida," she introduced herself and then extended her hand to her.