Novel & Cerita Unperfect Susie Tate

"You should not go bother her anymore. Dalton and Russell are both investigating this matter. You will get into trouble." Susie hummed, "Was I afraid of them? The Thatcher family has never been afraid of anyone! As long as you obediently stay by my side and be a loyal dog, I will spare Nancy. Otherwise..." Randall clenched his teeth and then said, "I wouldn't go find her again." After returning to the villa, Susie went upstairs and sat on the edge of the bed, tilting her chin slightly and said, "Serve me." Randall's tongue pressed against his molars, in the past Susie used to play the role of a helpless little bird in front of him, but now she has torn off the mask of hypocrisy, revealing he

I grinned and Nate took my hand, squeezing it. We made it to our seats just as the big speech began and I cringed at the dozens of reporters and cameras. I hoped my hair still looked okay. I should have checked it out. “You’re perfect, get ‘em killer,” Susie whispered, from just behind me. I relaxed, feeling like she had our back. I pictured her as a ninja assassin in her former life, taking out powerful people for large sums of money. Or maybe she was a bodyguard for a king and queen, killing any potential threats with her bare hands. Just as I had the thoughts, Susie snorted. Thankfully it was during some light applause so the humans wouldn’t have heard it.

I said, my tone light but my grip tightening on her. Cassie laughed it off, waving a hand. “Just these damn heels. They’re treacherous.” I stepped back as she brushed herself off, not missing the flicker of irritation that crossed her face. Cassie hated looking anything less than perfect. We piled into the car shortly after. Andrew and I took the front seats while Cassie and Leo slid into the back. The partition between us was down, and I could hear their conversation clearly, as I always did. Cassie started immediately, her voice dripping with disdain. “You wouldn’t believe the people I had to deal with today,” she said, pulling out small alcohol wipes from her purse. “One of them actually

or "nice" Anything at all except from "next" Thanks. And one more thing.... who else is suspecting this Tammie of a girl??😂

Susan scoffed and Claire gave her a surprise look. “Married? Are you sure about what you just said? You mean the lady is married?” She asked surprised because she knew how much Nate hàte married women that cheat, she can never be married maybe Susan made a mistake, she look so young to be married, Susan is mistaken, Maybe her investigator is incompetent. Susan’s scoffed before dropping the glass cup on her hand

She was determined to care for him and stand by his side during the darkest time of his life. I had been against it, but she had lashed out at me, saying, "What's the big deal? It's just one more person at the table. Chester's lost his wife, and it's hard for him to be alone. What if he gets too sad and does something drastic? Can't you think of anyone but yourself?" Looking back, I realized it was all just a convenient excuse for their secret romance! Right then, Susie's phone buzzed. It was a call from Tania, Susie's grandmother.

Will it ever end? ‘What exactly is so great about her? Whether it’s Mr. Soros or the big boss, everyone’s backing her up!’ Susie Thompson’s head shot up. A flicker of envy flashed in the depths of her eyes. “Jane Dunn isn’t a good woman at all! She has tricked you, Mr. Soros! “She may seem well-behaved on the outside, but she’s rotten to her core. She’s just pretending to look pitiful!” Hadyn Soros stood up without a word and stuck his hands in his pockets. He lowered his eyes to glance at Susie Thompson who was at his feet and said mildly.

“Susie, I’m so sorry. This is all my fault. He’s only going after you to get to me…” “I know that,” Susie said. She looked up at me, and though there was fear in her eyes, there was something like conviction too. “He doesn’t actually want me. I’m just a ploy. If he keeps his attention on me, then he might leave you alone.” “I will not let you sacrifice yourself—” “He won’t actually touch me,” Susie said. “It’s you he wants.” She seemed certain of that but I was incredibly less so. Susie was shy, but she was beautiful and sweet. Terry might not want her long term, but I highly doubted he wouldn’t still try to claim – and ruin – her if the opportunity presented itself.

Telling me she was feeling sick, that her depression was coming back, and that she was terrified of being alone. “You don’t remember?” She said pouting. “I’m so sorry, Susie, but I don't remember anything that would cause you to get pregnant from that night.” Susie looked a little embarrassed as she recalled the sight of me passing out that night. “I admitted that I couldn't resist taking a selfie of us together before you woke up. Here, take a look.” I sat there stunned and unable to speak as I looked at the picture of me in her bed with her all hugged up and asleep.

Skyla The safe house felt alive that night, humming with a low vibration that made the walls groan and the light bulbs flicker as if even the air itself knew something irreversible was about to happen. Taylor sat in the middle of it all, wires tangled around her legs, screens cracked and sparking like broken mirrors, her fingers a blur across the keys. She looked too small for the storm she was unleashing, but she didn’t flinch, didn’t waver. “Almost there,” she muttered, eyes locked on the code spilling across the monitors. “Ramos’s slick, but arrogance makes people sloppy. He left a back door open.”