Total Drama The Ex-files Novels & Stories

"You need to see this right now." I stop on the top step, looking at the thick, unmarked manila file he is holding out toward me. "What is that? I told you I didn't want to review any more pack finance reports until tomorrow." "It isn't a finance report," Dante says, shaking his head slowly as he steps closer. "This is the full, confidential medical file from Enid’s private doctor. The complete missing pieces of her medical history that were never put into the main pack house records."

The zombie outbreak had simply handed them the perfect way to kill me and walk away clean. I took a deep breath, my rage settling into something cold and controlled. I quickly backed up all the evidence to an encrypted flash drive. Then I erased every trace of my activity. My face was blank as I pulled the drive free. That little device held more than proof. It was a constant reminder that Leo and Jessica had to pay for everything. I walked to the window and looked toward the building where Leo worked. Maybe he was sitting in his office right now, sending Jessica sweet-nothing texts. Or maybe he was figuring out how to get more out of me tonight.

He read without making any mistakes. “After that, what next?” “Nothing else ma” he replied. “Did you look into the accomplishments of REINE?” I asked carefully. “Yes ma” Good.” I was about walking out when I thought of something. I definitely don’t want to be at that meeting. Trust me, it will be eventful, but I planned to make my revenge very slow, well planned, and smooth. Isaac Friedmann said “the sweetest revenge is done slowly.” So, yes, slow is the plan. “Do you have anything doing today?” I asked, turning slightly, my head on the air, and my ponytail hanging a few inches below my shoulders. I looked like an actress from the 80s. I have wanted to be an actress, but today, I am a busine

Keep the peace we thought we’d earned. “Or?” I asked. “Or you both die here. But at least you’ll be together.” That was her final card. But she didn’t know us anymore. Callum didn’t hesitate. “We already made our choice.” The fight was short. Brutal. Kira fell without a last word. Just a shocked breath, like she thought she’d outlived everything. But some ghosts choose not to stay dead. We buried the files. Exposed what we could. Walked away from the rest.

Then I suddenly remembered something. "The document you came to deliver..." "Where is it?" He immediately handed me a file folder. "It's the detailed information on a foreign anti-cancer drug." "I heard the company's president is looking for a domestic partner." "I think the Carter Group has a chance to win this project." The moment I finished reading the documents... I couldn't help laughing. "So it's this..." "What?" Thomas looked completely confused. I quickly shook my head. "Nothing." For now... I didn't want anyone to know that Terrence Edmin had already approached me about a partnership.

"If I hadn't gone out for that business dinner, those two pieces of trash would never have tortured you like this." As he spoke, tears of guilt rolled down his face. "Don't worry. I'll find the best doctors in the world for you. I won't let a single scar remain on your body." The next day, David came to visit me with several coworkers. The moment they walked through the door, they froze at the sight of me wrapped head to toe in bandages. Furious, David slapped a document envelope down in front of me. "Charlotte, I've already reported Sophie's crimes truthfully to upper management. After hearing what happened, the interns she abused in the past have all started coming forward to file police r

she muttered, as if unable to accept it. She turned to look at my corpse again, yet not a single tear fell. She tried desperately to find proof that it wasn't me. But the moment she saw my pale, bluish face, she couldn't help but retch. "Ms. Saddler, it seems you've confirmed this is Ms. Flora Saddler," the officer said from the side, unable to hold back. He took out a document and placed it in front of her. "If so, please sign. The funeral home is waiting to carry out the cremation."

She has never behaved this way, and the oozing anger and touch girl persona is strongly emanating right into Plastic Bitch’s face. “Back off, Charmaigne….calm the fuck down. What exactly do you want to know about Dane?” Tyler's husky voice laden with equal threat right at my back suggests he’s moved closer too, both protecting me, and I stare emptily at the shrew. Legs so jelly-like I couldn’t stand up if I wanted. This weird drama around me instead silences me. “Two weeks y’all go awol and some lame excuse about stomach flu that isn’t even going around….she comes back, and he doesn’t….now the office staff is talking about transferring his files to a school in Europe…what the fuck is going o

Leon concluded. Third Degree Blocks usually manifested their most life-threatening attack around the age of 27, and considering that Roanne was only 23 or 24 years old, she had, theoretically, a few years left, but her condition was complicated by her being born with the Darkness Complex, which would cause her illness to deteriorate even quicker. Therefore, Leon could make an educated guess that she probably only had a few months left to live. "What? What should we do now, Mister Wolf?" Yuri and Raphael were stunned to hear this.

"Kira, before you headed for this meeting with Father, I came to you in your room and told you I needed to put you through before you left, and you said you did not need me to do that, yet you told Father otherwise?" She blinked her eyes rapidly. "That never happened," she said, and a light gasp escaped my lips. "What do you mean by that never happened? Of course, it did. Xavier was even here when I came. You pushed me off and took the file from me. Why are you lying?" "Why are you trying to gaslight me?" She threw back at me. "I did not take any file from you and you did not give me any." I scoffed with disbelief. She was even saying this confidently and looking me straight in the eyes.