Tiffany And Cedric Novels & Stories

"Let me get this straight. You're announcing Vivienne as your fiancée, not for her sake, but for your son's? When do you plan to make her your wife? When will you officially hand in your divorce papers with Sophie?" Cedric glared at Sean, annoyed by his bluntness. "What are you trying to imply?" "I've said it before, and I'll say it again. Cedric, you've fallen for Sophie." Only deep love could stir such inner conflict and hesitation to move on. "Me, in love with her?" Cedric laughed mockingly, yet he was rattled inwardly. The divorce papers, already signed, only needed to be handed over to a lawyer. Yet, he had left them in his office drawer.

After signing, he look at Cedric and they continue what they just started. The next morning, Cedric left early and headed to his attorney's location. He secretly hired her to work for him. Then he called his girlfriend and invited her to a park. He is going to propose to her. That night, where everyone is watching them, he proposed to the Omega he thought he loves.

said Argo with a smile. Mrs. Jane immediately smiled at his words. Meanwhile, Tiffany who was still on her way home suddenly remembered her happy love story with Edward. She remembered her first meeting with Edward while at college. Edward immediately approached her because he fell in love with her at first sight. Slowly, Edward began to try to get Tiffany's heart. Until finally, Tiffany began to fall in love with him and that love has grown bigger until now. She then remembered when Edward married her and promised to always be the best husband. Until finally, all that happiness disappeared just because of a misunderstanding.

"Don't you need to be with Cedric that day?" I asked. Tiffany's expression stiffened. "I've spent plenty of time with him. It's time I spent some time with you." Even as she said it, she seemed to realize how absurd it sounded. Her eyes dropped to the floor, but I didn't call her out on it. I simply played along with the lie. That day also happened to be the day our divorce would be finalized. It was fitting, in a way.

Cedric chuckled and scooped the last drink on the tray behind her back. “You need to pay for that, Mister,” Vanessa called out and Cedric shot an eye towards me. “Don’t look at me. I am already five Louis Vuittons down.” Cedric tossed back his head and laughed till he couldn’t breath anymore. “Oh, poor Trevor. He has got his hands full with his mate.” “What ?! No shit.” “Yes. It’s Trevor and Vanessa,” Cedric laughed and I chuckled too. I was starting to warm up with the beta clan, but I could not sunny up to one particular beta, who meant the world to me.

He sits down on a low stool in the corner while I follow her into the kitchen. "What's going on?" I ask. "Tiffany isn't here," she says. "She quit her job for Orange and went back to see you. I'm surprised you are here." "She quit her job?" "She was dating her boss, you know," she says and that sends me panicking. "What?" "Oh don't give me that look. I know you were dating that witch." It makes me smile a bit that I already know she's talking about Caroline. For the first time, I have to agree with her on that.

A once-in-a-century blizzard slammed into Grace Harbor without warning, and we lost contact with the plane my fiancé, Cedric Vaughn, was flying. I radioed the crew from the control tower 99 times. Not a word came back. The airline put together a rescue team. I was about to sign up when a coworker stopped me. "An avalanche just hit the area where the plane went down, Cassandra. You can't go out there. It's too dangerous. Cedric would never want you risking your life for him!" I pushed his hand away. My voice came out hoarse. "But he's my fiancé. We're getting married in one week!" I went into the danger zone with the search-and-rescue team. During the rescue, a piece of wreckage went clean th

As a future son-in-law, I spent $30,000 to host a Thanksgiving dinner for my fiancee’s family. I was just raising my glass, about to propose a toast. But my fiancée Tiffany Spencer’s childhood friend, Howard Hall, beat me to it. He stood up and said to my father-in-law, Dan Spencer. “Mr. Spencer, thank you for letting Tiffany give me a son.” I froze. Feeling touched, Dan said to Howard. “You’re a grateful young man. Since you and Tiffany grew up together, it’s only right that she’d have a child with you.” Everyone present nodded in agreement. No one thought there was anything wrong. Tiffany eventually noticed me standing off to the side. She offered an explanation. “Don’t get the wro

It was supposed to be our pre-wedding getaway. The five of us had gone to the beach together when my boyfriend's childhood friend, Wendy Riverson, suddenly removed her earrings and suggested we play Elite Society again. "Lowest bidder gets eliminated. No motorboat for them—they have to swim to the island." One person bid 3000. Another offered 20000. Then my boyfriend, George Foster, casually put down 5 million. "Spend it however you want," he told her indulgently. "I've got plenty more." The other two immediately started cheering. "Nice, George! Wendy's dying to marry you, I think!" Once again, I was eliminated, for I only put in 50. When George noticed my expression, he frowned. "It's j

The after-party for Maxwell's band was held the following Saturday night at the rooftop garden of the Grand Hilton Club. It was a dazzling spectacle of stars and celebrities. Cornell attended in a rented haute couture suit while Ellie wore a fake yet high-quality replica of a luxury-brand evening gown. They entered the venue arm in arm, swaggering as they showed their invitations at the door before going in. "Oh my god, Corey! It's so luxurious inside here!" Ellie exclaimed. Her eyes were filled with awe and greed. "See that? Isn't he a famous music producer? And isn't that an investment tycoon?"