The Secret In The Proposal Novels & Stories

Mysterious didn’t directly respond to her question but instead spoke with affection, “Estelle, on the day you accept my proposal, I will give you a gift. It’s a present I’ve prepared for a long time but haven’t had the opportunity to give you yet.” “What is it?” “It’s a secret for now,” Mr. Mysterious replied. “When you agree to marry me again... when you agree to marry me, I will give you the gift that I promised you before.” The scenery was so beautiful, and the atmosphere was so romantic that he almost gave himself away. Seeing that Estelle didn’t sense anything wrong, he breathed a sigh of relief secretly. “So, it is a wedding gift?” Estelle asked. Mr. Mysterious nodded. “Yes.”

"Everyone has rejected me. My mate also just told me in my face that he would never have anything to do with me." I thought to myself while tears continued to decorate my face. "I am giving you 24 hours to let me know your decisions regarding my proposal.One more thing, you are not to mention this to anyone, it is a secret and shall be till you die. Never step foot in this territory again." He added. I raised my face up and shook my head. I stood up and muttered the courage to look him in the face and i said,

he suddenly asked and I was dumbfounded as I never expected him to ask that and not that straightforward. But I shook my head. "Nope. I'm dating," I said, and I noticed the unwillingness in his eyes. "Who is it?" he asked, probably to check if the person and him were more worthy. I shook my head once more. "It's a secret," I said, and he smirked. "Well, I won't force you, but I better not catch him, or he will die", he said, and his eyes sharpened for a while. "My option is still open though. Just know that every moment my proposal stands," he said, and I wanted to tell him that it would never happen, but I refrained at the last moment. "You should know we both will be representing the medic

The real proposal was never left in the office. FLASHBACK On a quiet night, Andres was in his office. He held two folders — one with the real proposal. The other, a fabricated copy. He carefully sealed the real folder, marked it with his personal seal, and placed it in his briefcase. The other, he laid on the desk. “Let’s see how far you’ll go,” he whispered to himself. END OF FLASHBACK Inside the ballroom, Andres still stood at the back. He didn’t smile. He didn’t celebrate. But his eyes — cold, sharp, and quietly satisfied.

"I'll walk down with you." In the elevator, we stood side by side, not touching. The space between us seemed charged with electricity, making me acutely aware of his presence. I could smell his cologne—something expensive and subtle that made my heart beat faster. "How's the Davis proposal looking?" he asked, breaking the silence. "Promising. Their numbers check out, and the timeline is realistic." I glanced at him. "I think it's worth pursuing." "Good. We'll discuss it tomorrow." The elevator dinged, and the doors slid open. "After you."

“You don’t get to stand here and act like a victim, Victoria. You knew exactly what this engagement was.” " Just stop playing the victim here Victoria" he said not turning to look at her. " Oh wow I'm playing the victim you say. Drake you know, I agreed to all this for your image but I won't let you humiliate me. What do you want people to think of le when they find out about your "Secret"? Worst of it all with your office boy" She said her nose flaring in anger. " Leave! I said leave Victoria! I'm not having this conversation with you."

We all have secrets. The first real secret I ever had began when I was nine years old. I’m not talking about when someone tells you something and you keep it to yourself—it’s more like when you know something or have seen something that no one else has, and telling someone about it takes away from your pleasure, from your secret. Now, I’m not going to talk about my secret eleven years ago. I’m going to talk about my biggest secret of all time. Back when I was sixteen years old.

Figueroa almost fell from his seat and was able to understand what was stated in the bank book and documents, especially the name of the account holder. Jedizon and Zandrex looked at the reaction they saw in the CEO but didn't ask. Mr. Figueroa immediately absorbed the hot chocolate as he typed John Dave's name into his desktop computer in front of his desk. Two words wanted to escape from the mouth of Mr. Figueroa regarding John Dave and this is the, "secret billionaire." Mr. Figueroa passed the files to Jedizon to finish it and the hard copies to Zandrex to photocopy for the copy for John Dave.

My eyes darted instinctively to the screen, where the bold text of Estelle’s message dropped down, For a brief moment, I was transported away from the conversation at the table, caught up in the anticipation that Estelle’s message stirred within me. The temptation to respond, to find out what secrets she held, was almost overwhelming. It read: I HAVE A SECRET TO REVEAL TO YOU ABOUT YOUR FAVORITE PERSON. PICK ME UP AT MY HOUSE TOMORROW AND LET'S SIT OUT AT THE PARK.

NICO’s pov~ The gift arrived immediately after Lola left. A basic brown envelope was unmarked except for my name scrawled in a thick, black pen. My stomach knotted. No good ever arrived in such packaging. There was only one picture inside. Lola. in the embrace of another man, so she’s been cheating on me all this while, all this time, even while I proposed to her. Is this a game plan? To leave me for someone else and take my money?