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I felt embarrassed at a point so, I frowned. Esther’s sister got wind of my mood, and stopped laughing. “Don’t mind us, Quasi." There was a kind of warmth in her voice. Her intent was to let me forgo any ill perception of their actions. "We women often laugh without any reason," she added. Hiding my thoughts, I feigned a smile in response to her, and however ungenuine my smile was, she perceived she had been able to persuade me to believe that, there was no reason behind their laughter.

"He is probably doing this so when he is ready to buy the company, he will not be buying one that is broke." ⸻ In the office, there was an impromptu party. Nothing extravagant—merely relief in paper cups and someone slipping in a champagne. Tension was replaced by laughter. For the first time, there were no whispers in the backroom, no nervously glancing about. People looked at me—really looked—and saw something they had not before. Not Arturo's shadow. Not a replacement. Me. Alessia De Luca. Daniel held an imaginary glass aloft, smiling. "To the CEO who killed it and didn't even pass out."

"I'm Jodie. I cook, clean and say 'shit' a lot." "Ah, someone who speaks my language." She gestured at the dining table where croissants, toasted bread, bacon, scrambled eggs, baked beans, sausages, platters of cold meat, various fruits, and cereals were all laid out. "The wolf over there with the glasses and the beard who's the epitome of nerdy, that's my mate, Wyatt. The Chris Hemsworth lookalike is Lance, a fierce fighter and Dante's information man. The guy next to him with the spiky redhead

Chris feigned a pitiful expression as he answered Henry before turning to Addison “No” “You didn’t???” Addison’s eyes widened in shock before they were filled with admiration “Who could come up with something so ingenious?? I have to worship this god of retribution….ha….ha…. it was so refreshing to see the memes…. Ha….ha…ha…” Addison bend over hugging his stomach. He couldn’t stop laughing, the memes were too hilarious. He wondered if Daniel would ever be able to recuperate the courage to face the business world again. “Your god of retribution is next door doing his 1000 push up punishment. Would you like to join him?” Chris hooked his eyebrows teasingly.

he called out to the man he joined in on our conversation. Damien was of average height and looked boring with a face cap on his head, he had a slim body also; I could tell he was just like Dr. Bernard, the only difference was that he was younger and he used glasses. What a weirdo. Mariano would never approve of any handsome man coming near me. The only male workers here are the security officers and my psychiatrist, Mariano, was that protective!. “HI I’m Damien, I will be your new Psychiatrist!” he stretched his hands towards me; I ignored his greetings, “Follow me” Dr. Bernard closed the gap.

Andre even went so far as to yell, "Jane! I'm not dead. I'm your real fiancé, Andre! Come out and see me, Jane! I don't believe you've stopped loving me…" I opened the door and addressed everyone regretfully, "Look at this madman. He's delusional. Everyone knows my ex-fiancé died on the battlefield. How could he possibly be standing here now?" The crowd burst into laughter. "Exactly! How shameless of the Twilight pack to resort to such dirty tactics!" "In my opinion, Andre Ackhurst was never good enough for Jane anyway. His death is probably for the best. At least Jane stands a chance at happiness!" "Get lost! Don't stand in our way of courting Ms. Jane!"

Noah flinched, “Well, let’s look at the bright side… at least he didn’t vaporize himself.” Blackie snorted, “…he can’t vaporize himself any more than you can soothe yourself.” “Oh. Well… at least he didn’t vaporize the water he’d already drunk?” “Yeah, good thing that one finely steamed stomach wasn’t on the menu…” “…Blackie …I realize that black humor fits in well with your name… and personality… but there is such a thing as being too black!” QAQ (≖_≖) “Is that a veiled insult where you tell me that I shouldn’t be myself, Black?”

Adele~ Arriving at Sapphire Bistro, the first thing I was given wasn't the hug I expected, but a free trip to Trendle. Reading the brutal comments, I didn't know whether to join in the laughter or cry. It was common knowledge that Trendle had the most destructive, savage, unforgiving humor online. If you trended there, it was either because you’d done something extraordinary or embarrassingly tragic. Unfortunately for Ryan, it was both. I scrolled, blinking back a mix of disbelief and amusement as meme after meme filled my screen. One had Ryan’s face edited onto a mop with the caption: “When your ex sweeps the industry while you sweep floors.”

Rhalia fired off, followed by a slew of red flags and eggplant emojis. "I don't know how you did it, but girl... It's been what? Almost a year?? And you still don't feel the urge to jump that absolute Adonis??" Liora added with her signature dramatic flair. I felt heat rush up my neck as I fumbled with my phone, frantically typing, "Oh my God, guys-", but before I could send it, Maelis delivered the kill shot. It was a meme of dogs humping in full force, with the caption: "Don't be shy, sweetheart. If you need tips, I can help. 😈💅"

A wicked joy bubbled within them, and laughter erupted from their lips, mingling in a chorus of sinister delight. Their laughter echoed through the room, reaching the darkest corners of their souls. It was a cacophony of malevolence, a twisted symphony of wickedness that resonated within the hearts of these twisted souls. Their laughter spoke volumes, conveying the depths of their depravity and the depths to which they would plunge to fulfill their desires. In the midst of their laughter, an unsettling harmony emerged—a harmony born of shared darkness and twisted desires. It was a harmony that wove together their plans, their ambitions, and their understanding of the path they had chosen.