Novel & Cerita The Christie Affair

They turned around to leave the event “And for the record I met Tristan very recently, we never had an affair when his wife was alive.” The stopped on their tracks and turned to look at me. The first speaker looked like she was thd head of their little group because they just nodded their head when she spoke. They walked out of the party but Tristan's mother was still very upset, I guess she was wondering what they all think of her son because of what they said. I raised my head and sighted Tristan standing on the stairs, he must have heard everything we said. Our eyes met and he rushed back upstairs, I guess he’s too embarrassed to come downstairs after that display from his mother’s guest.

“What does the note say?” Rachel looked at the note and almost squirmed. Surely this was a trap to get her fired. How was she supposed to read the content of the note word for word and not provoke Tristan by doing so? When she didn’t respond, Tristan lowered his gaze. “Rachel. . .what does the note say?” “I don’t think I should—” “Rachel!” “YOU MISOGYNISTIC, DISRESPECTFUL BEING! IF YOU HAD ANY RESPECT FOR WOMEN, YOU WOULD AT LEAST COURT ONE BEFORE AGREEING TO MARRY A STRANGER. ASSHOLE!

"How come you're here? Is there a special occasion?" "Yeahhh, we're going to the De Sanctis event tomorrow. They're having a small party celebrating Gretta de Sanctis' eight-month pregnancy." "Oh really?" I remembered the de Sanctis, one Nicholas de Sanctis was a close friend of Amanda's brother. I heard he was married to a woman of Russian origin who came from a similar circle. "Very good, then."

Yeah, but she was that kind of friend. "Fine," Christie muttered, an exasperated sigh escaping her as she stood. "Don't worry, I do not want to hear of it anymore." She began walking to the door slowly. She stopped occasionally, turned to look at me, and resumed working as I said nothing. When she reached the doorframe, she turned once more. "So you won't be telling me what happened between the two of you?" "Nothing happened," I mumbled, turning away from her. Christie snorted, "Nothing happened, and you came in looking like you've been thoroughly fúcked."

Billie trailed behind Christ to his office, pleading with him to work with Ashley, so she can help find Annabelle. But Christ doesn't seem to buy the whole idea. Ashley is the last person he wants to work with, not after what they did to Anna. "Uncle Christ please you have to do this for me, I know you miss your wife, work with her please." Billie pleaded, immediately they stride into his office. Christ heaved a sigh, "Ashley is not to be trusted, if you trust her, I don't, not after everything they did to my wife, it's not possible." Christ responded, with his voice a bit loud.

Bella places her hands on the table and leans in closer to him to hear the full story. "Why do you look so happy about it?" "About what?" "My wife's affair," He frowns and she chuckles. "It's just...It's not like that." "You really despise me, don't you?" "No sir I just want to help you-" "I saw my wife kissing another guy," He speaks up changing his posture awkwardly. "That's pathetic." "I agree with you for the first time." "Do you happen to know him sir?" "Yeah. He's that singer...What's his name again...James I guess?"

Christie hadn’t done anything, as far as Alex could tell, except go to the Gilberts’ house and take a statement. He’d just waited until a couple of teenagers looking for a quiet place to grope each other had stumbled upon Jessica Gilbert’s remains out in the woods. Then Christie took the photos, notified the family, and filed everything away. The entire incident barely caused a ripple in the quiet waters of Smiths Hollow. Alex bet that if he checked the newspaper records of the time he would find no front-page story, either.

He told them about Marcy’s visit yesterday. “That bitch,” Christie swore. “I’m going to gut her!” “Easy Christie,” Mel told her, shaking her head. “This is all part of the plan,” Trent told her. Christie glared at him. “What? For Marcy trying to throw dirt on Mel, here? How is that the plan?” “Down, Girl, down,” Harry said as if Christie were a dog. She gave him a death glare in return. “What Trent is saying is that the word is getting out and people are reacting. That is what we wanted.”

Her hair was pure black, short, and straight. Christie looked back, and everyone glanced at her. Then she pulled her hand telling them to come closer, before announcing in a loud whisper, “We went together on a date.” The ladies gasp, while Amelia raised her brow in confusion. What was she trying to do?” Christie smiled, glad her plan had worked, “See. If she was in any kind of relationship with the boss, she wouldn’t have gone on a date. It’s just a misunderstanding.”

" Thanks, I think I am just having the worst month of my life first it was my car brake that almost got me into a serious accident, and I was lucky the lady didn't press any charges, I got the brakes fixed with an interest and I have been able to drive my car safely. Today I got into a bigger trouble, I hope this end soon, I don't think I can stand this attack on my life again," Christy signed, she is feeling like she is playing catch up with death. She didn't feel or know that this was going to happen to her. She feels death is chasing her for a while ago. What brought about all this? How did this all start and when will she be able to get evidence that will put a stop to Thomas's evil sche