Novel & Cerita The Landlord's Sister

She made a show of slipping the ring off while saying, in a voice dripping with provocation, "You've really lucked out to have married such a wonderful husband, Phoebe. Mateo is such a thoughtful and attentive man." I scoffed inwardly. Mateo had always maintained the reputation of a devoted and considerate man, a model of what a husband should be. Yet this "paragon of virtue" had impregnated his own sister-in-law. Lily tugged at the wedding ring several times, her efforts only succeeding in making her finger red and swollen. She choked back a sob, her eyes brimming with unshed tears. "I can't take this off, and it hurts so much, Mateo."

This was something that only happened in books and movies. He looked at me with a calm, almost bored expression. “You won't ever recover with that amount of loan.” He stated like I was dumb not to know that. I still couldn't understand what was going on. His assistant walked into the conference room the same way he had walked in earlier. I think it came with working at Stone Holdings. She casually walked up to me and dropped a thick file in front of me. The heading was “MARRIAGE ARRANGEMENT” in bold letters.

“What now?” “My sister has this land that grows rare plants, which she had leased out to her friend, a healer, to use for a while. I remember she mentioned it briefly, but I never paid much attention. It turned out the friend got greedy and wanted it all to herself. Since I wasn’t close to my sister enough to know most of her activities, she doesn’t have kids or a partner. The friend thought she could have it all to herself if my sister were dead.” “Are you saying she inflicted the sickness on your sister?”

Leah. “Leah?” Amara’s voice cracked, raw from unshed sobs. Leah rushed toward her, her eyes darting from the scattered belongings to Amara’s shaken frame. “What happened?” A sob escaped Amara’s lips, and she shook her head. “They threw me out… I have nowhere to go.” Leah’s face tightened with anger as she turned to the landlord. “How could you do this to her?” “She hasn’t paid rent. It’s as simple as that,” the landlord said coldly, crossing his arms. “I have a business to run.”

"Sylvia Hayes, you can't be serious!" My sister, Sylvia, stood up from the wooden stool, her expression firm and serious. "I'm not marrying Captain Zephyr Smith. His heart already belongs to someone else! Even if I marry into the Smith family, I might warm his bed, but I'll never win his heart!" Our dad slammed his hand on the table in anger. "We already accepted the engagement gifts and set the date, and word has already gone out to the whole community. How can you just back out now?!"

“Welcome to Blacklands—the home of mafia werewolves.” I leaned forward slightly, my voice low but certain. “Now… it’s time we go find our sister.”

“I asked you a question. How much do you get paid per night? Is that ten thousand dollars a monthly rate or something?” My eyes widened, and I gritted my teeth, repeating, “He is… my brother…” “Your brother?” Grace raised her hand and hit me again. “And you’re his sister? Damien himself said that his sister is living abroad. If you keep lying, I’ll make sure your face is ruined today.” Lucy kicked me hard in the shin, sending me face-first back onto the floor. The intense pain forced me to curl up into a ball. In my entire life growing up, I had never once been treated like this. They were done for!

It was Una, my apartment's landlady. From: Landlady Una Where are you? Someone is looking for you here. To: Landlady Una Who? From: Landlady Una It looks like your boyfriend. My forehead furrowed at what I read. Boyfriend? When else did I have a boyfriend? Women don't approach me, do men? To: Landlady Una Yes? I don't have a boyfriend, sister. From: Landlady Una Huh? It is, in fact, your boyfriend. I've been telling him to leave, but he refuses. Perhaps you're refusing because you two are arguing?

I said impatiently, maintaining my furrowed eyebrows stare at him. "It happened on the field. She said she caught me cheating? I don't know what kind of friends she's been hooked with lately, but they have been stalking me and giving her terrible advice." He explained. For the situation of things, the distance between us was enough to turn me into a freaking whore but I was too bothered by his emotions that I found it hard to concentrate on my attraction. "Caramel?" I shook my head in pessimism. "I refuse to believe that." My sister had never been that kind of woman. She loved Justine and I thought she never had a reason to doubt it.

Panicked and furious, I shouted, "I'm the landlord! You have no right to drive me away!" Helen sneered. "You're the landlord? If you're the landlord, then I'm the President!" Wendy also put on a troubled expression. "Jessica, I've already contacted the landlord. He'll be here soon. If you leave now, you can still keep some dignity. Once the landlord comes and kicks you out, it'll be really embarrassing." My whole body shook with anger. "Fine! Call the landlord! I'd like to see how he plans to kick me out!"