Novel & Cerita Too Late Colleen Hoover

Hoover stopped by for half an hour and left. For a while everyone seemed to have forgotten Sophia, who still hadn’t returned, and Candice, who had left the table at mid-meal. No one remembered the missing steward either—where he might be. Until— Nine o’clock. “Miss Hale is gone?” A cry of surprise rang along the corridor. Phoebe clutched the door-frame, alarm tightening her face. She hurried to Charlie’s bedroom and knocked. Jerry opened the door, finger to his lips. “Sorry, madam, the president is in conference. May I help?”

Torque asked. “Because of my weapons expertise. I used to be in charge of security and fortifying perimeter systems,” Colleen answered. Her voice shook as she spoke, but as long as she kept telling the truth, she’d be okay. “When was the last time you spoke with Shiro?” Hatchett asked. “The last time I spoke directly to him was when Tippy failed at her attempt to take Cillian out,” Colleen said.

"The contest was postponed until this morning. I tried to push it further but the board didn't agree, you can choose to—” “By what time?” Alexandra interrupted, sitting up. Jennifer hesitated. “10:00 am.” Alexandra's eyes flickered to the clock hanging neatly on the wall, 9:23 am. ‘Less than thirty minutes left,” she mumbled under her breath, rising to her feet. “Mommy,” she heard Leo's tiny voice. Her gaze snapped towards his direction immediately. “What did you just say?” “I heard that too,” Jennifer chirped in. “When did he start talking?”

Truly, it was an incredibly generous gift. As William and Sheila glanced at each other, Dad struck me as almost laughable, like a bad joke. At that moment, Dad's phone rang. It was the housekeeper, Mary Lane. "Mr. Wade, Ms. Wade hasn't come home for several days. Should we…" "If she wants to come back, fine. If she dies out there, even better," Dad snapped, absentmindedly rubbing the bone sculpture. "If she calls, tell her this. Unless she kneels down and apologizes to Sheila, she can forget about stepping into this house again."

“Don’t tell me it’s because of last night…” She let out a long sigh, frustration evident in her voice. “Anna, why didn’t you tell me your husband is Liam Alonzo? If I had known from the beginning, there’s no way I would’ve dared to drag you to that club.” Ding! The elevator doors slid open. Elena took a deep breath and quickly composed herself, trying to convince herself that everything would be fine. As soon as she stepped out, she saw the main secretary’s desk in front of the director’s office.

The ladies went quiet, and peace returned to the table. Clyde kept glancing at his wristwatch. They were thirty minutes late. What the hell was keeping them? “Ah, who are these people?” Someone exclaimed. And then more gasps spread across the table, prompting Clyde to glance up. His jaw dropped and his phone almost slid off his hands. What the hell were they wearing!?

Daisy's voice softened slightly. The next second, her phone rang. James' voice came through over the phone. "Daisy, Caleb said he's going to the amusement park. Why aren't you here yet?" "Okay. I'll be right there." Daisy hung up the phone and left quickly. My body trembled uncontrollably as I held my mother's urn. 'I clearly found the evidence, yet I still can't avenge my mom,' I thought. 'Not only that, but the daughter-in-law she admired the most became the murderer's defense attorney, and her most beloved grandson gave false testimony to frame her to protect the murderer.'

Clearly exhausted, he said, "Sorry, everyone. Please keep your voices down. I don't want to disturb my wife." The reporter looked surprised. "As far as I know, your wife is Ms. Colleen Lamb from the family that went bankrupt, isn't that right?" Adrian shook his head, looking as if the words were stuck in his throat. Suddenly, Jessie stepped forward. "Actually, Colleen was abducted before. She's not exactly clean anymore. Everyone knows that. Our family kept her afloat for three years. That was more than generous." Adrian shoved Jessie aside and snapped at her, "Shut up. Don't talk about Colleen like that. She was your sister-in-law."

My frustration festered deeper. A few minutes later, Mira and Iris walked through the door. Since the bar has been so busy lately, all four of us had to work the night shift. “Mira. Iris. Has Corey given you your wages yet?” Daisy asked. “Nope,” Iris replied. “Same here,” said Mira. “Asshole. I’m sick of this.” Daisy muttered. “When he comes tonight, let’s confront his ass.” The three of us nodded in agreement. We weren’t going to let another man take advantage of us anymore.

The voice on the other end remained calm, unaffected by Kane’s outburst. “Alpha Kane, please calm down. This is the Werewolf City Patrol Unit. About an hour ago, we received a report of a strange scent coming from one of your rental dens. Upon inspection, we discovered a female corpse—based on the ID, the deceased is your former mate, Luna Kate. She’s been dead for three days. Neighbors reported she had been living there with a six-year-old pup, who is currently missing. If you know anything about the pup’s whereabouts, please contact us immediately. We also ask that you come in as soon as possible to give a formal statement.”