The Villaness Is Retiring Novels & Stories

She would then laugh and say, "princess, do you accept defeat now?" The princess all in the name of a game didn't wanted to accept defeat. "I will never accept defeat, only when I am dead" Since then Reine plotted to get rid of the princess, that was how the powerful friendship they shared turned into some kind of game. End of flashback. Reine threw the frame away in anger, causing the screen to break, she gazed at the other frame, it was her and her mother.

I confirm that I have never bullied Bellie, nor anyone else. "From now on, I will post all the unedited evidence on my official F******k page to counter every single malicious clip circulating online. Every piece of footage released by my team has been verified by the police as authentic and unaltered. "Finally... to take full responsibility, I am announcing my retirement from the entertainment industry. I will complete all of my remaining contracted work. However, if any clients feel uncomfortable continuing our partnership, please contact Papon directly. I am more than willing to take full responsibility and pay all penalty fees for breaching the contracts.

Three days before I woke up to all of this, Renato stopped eating my breakfasts. His excuse: running late. I didn't think much of it. I kept making them anyway. Three years of marriage had made it reflex. Now I knew why he was in such a hurry. He was saving time to have breakfast with Noemi. Noemi Vessi, the heroine of Sunshine Donna. She was the kind of woman who lit up a room: vivid, warm, bursting with life at every seam.

Her smile did not fade, but her green eyes turned ice-cold. "Ah," Vivienne murmured. She turned back to face Caspian, dropping her hand from his cheek. "So the rumors in Zurich were true. You really did trade your entire kingdom for a peasant cottage." Caspian finally broke his silence. He took a deliberate step backward, breaking the space between them. "What are you doing here, Vivienne? The Sterling accounts are gone. The corporate game is over. There is nothing left."

In the plot, he had already driven the original Maddison to suicide long ago. I laughed. "That's funny. Why else would anyone kill themselves? Don't you know the reason better than I do?" They had sided with Cynthia again and again, stealing everything that belonged to the original Maddison. It was not surprising that she chose to end her life. "I..." When Charlie was about to continue, I turned and left the room. Since I was going to die anyway, I did not want to hear these meaningless words. After all, apologies were useless by then.

一 Caroline softened her voice, it was likely that she was also using the same suffering technique on Dona Cristina as she used on Felipe and possibly on Senhor Jacob. 一 Unfortunately not, Caroline. But I'll look for you, excuse me 一 She asked rudely, but before she did she turned to me and then smiled 一 See you later my dear 一 She smiled at me and only after that did she leave. There was hate in Caroline's eyes, she could fool heaven and saints but not me. I knew her type of girl, the shy and suffering when in fact her goal was to make other people's lives hell, the reality is that she was the only villain.

Vessa is the only host the pearl has not finished, and she is sitting at the foot of an empty cairn, and the pearl in my chest does not like being looked at by a woman who escaped it. "Why are you sad, Vessa." "Because you are about to do what I did. And I cannot stop you. I am only allowed to warn." "Tell me what you did." She tells me. Without flourish, without the long pauses of Morrigwen, without any of the stagecraft I have come to expect from the dead. She had been refusing food for nine days. The Salt Throne had laid a tax on her village that ate the harvest before the harvest could be eaten by anyone, and Vessa had been sitting in the village square refusing the small meals her siste

She reached out, her finger gently tapping the screen of her slate, executing a final, sweeping sequence that permanently locked Christopher and Collins out of the primary routing keys. "The legacy architecture of Vassal & Bane is officially dead," Veronica whispered, her red lips curving into a microscopic, terrifyingly distant smile as the town car pulled away from the curb, gliding smoothly into the traffic of the new empire. "And the landlady has just finalized the new deed."

"And you, you fucking liar! Since you want to be crazy, let's make it real!" I slapped her five times on both cheeks and dragged her. "Sedrick! Your crazy friend is hurting me!" she screamed. "You deserve it, you liar!" "Best actress material!" people said. I pushed her and poured water on her. "You wanted to make me look bad in front of your disgusting boyfriend. Fine, let's make your craziness real!" I walked away while crying nonstop. END 3 MONTHS AGO My name is Christella Akira Mendeza, 25 years old. It has been eight years since I last heard any news about my friend, Blake Sedrick Villacorte.

"I will keep working for Aaima pharmaceuticals as long as we're married, the moment we divorce that terminates the contract." "Well that won't be too long." She murmured. "It'd be in our best interest if you repeated that, I didn't quite catch your words." "I said fine." She was seething at this point and felt like grabbing his neck and wringing it till he dropped dead. "And also it doesn't matter who divorces who, the contract is terminated as soon as the marriage is. When all this have been added to the contract, then and only then will I sign it." "Die! Die and end up in hell you stupid bastard" She flung a vase at him and he dodged with ease, was it perverted to say he was getting turned