Valerie Willis の小説・ストーリー

Not that she wasn't still annoying and sassy. "I don't like you too" "Ladies please" "I will see you around" She kissed David, dropping her gaze on him and glared at Lisa. "You better take care of my man and keep him away from that Asian Barbie and that skinny model" "Who is the skinny model?" "Sophia Williams" she said with contempt and strides towards the elevator. David wanted her to stay with him till office hours were over but Valerie had a lot of meetings to attend. "I love you David" she said as she got into the elevator

The dimly lit room seemed to shrink, the air thickening with tension. “I know you. Valerie! Wife of billionaire Chris Malvins who was sent to prison ten years ago. You were in prison too, yourself. I know. What I don’t know is what exactly brings a stunning, sexy beauty like you to my domain …?” he asked, his voice low and measured.

She responded before changing the subject and grabbed her belongings before leaving with the short-haired girl. Valerie Farrell is a hardworking employee who is also independent. She grew up in a wealthy household with a strong background and education, but once she graduated from college, she decided to work for herself and not rely on her parents or relatives for money. She has beautiful blonde hair and blue eyes, an angelic lip shape, and an hourglass figure. Despite her hectic schedule, Valerie enjoys taking care of herself and her appearance.

Revenge sure tastes sweet especially since I finally got to laugh at Grandmother Willow for all those years, she made me feel unwanted. “What’s going on?” Mr. Thompson asked as he descended the stairs with Aunt Becca and my mom. I watched as Mrs. Thompson rushed to his side “Valerie is missing, Dear. Gia said she took her bags and clothes” “So? Is Miss Williams a baby?” My eyes widened as soon as I heard Mr. Thompson says that. He walks over to the couch where his wife had vacated earlier and sat down, crossing his legs. Looking at him, one would think he's happy about Valerie's disappearance.

She flung her hands off mine aggressively, reminding me of my wrong behavior In the past. Like a helpless kid, I stood watching Julia walk inside the mansion but couldn't stop her. Immediately she left, I composed myself, maintaining that domineering aura and undefeated poise. I clapped my hands and one of my female servants walked creepily from the corners of the dungeon to me. She is Valarie. The maid with special powers who see far beyond the physical. Valerie is a secret that no one had discovered. She is my personal maid although we act cordially around everyone.

"Ms. Weir, I admit I didn't handle things well this time, but it won't happen again. I'd like to see Nyla. Could you please step aside?" "I'm sorry, but it seems she doesn't want to see you. You should just leave," Valarie declared. Damon's face darkened. "Ms. Weir, you should know that if I insist on entering this room, you can't stop me." Valarie gave a cold laugh. "Oh? Trying to use your position as the CEO of Prospectus Technology to intimidate me? But you're mistaken—I'm not one of your employees, and I'm not afraid of you!"

After Cyrus had left the room without giving her any order, Lady Valerie's cold voice rang from her back, " Little Girl, come over here." Lisa had a confused look at her face. Pointing at herself blankly, she asked again to reconfirm her words, " Are..you.. calling me?" Valerie hummed before walking over to the couch to sitLady Valerie had heard rumours about the new pet that Cyrus brought from a poor family. Until now, she didn't heard much troubles from Lisa's side but Valerie wanted to make sure the position of her daughter. Showing Lisa her position was the best solution among all of this.

It is full of chocolate, letters, flowers, and other things in a romantic way. She is what every man desires. She's pretty, smart, and has a body of a model. Small waist, big bust, big bum, small face, and not to mention she's 5'6 while I'm 4'11. Not like other beautiful and famous girls, Hilary is such a humble and kind person. Also, the power and money she holds, she's rich and her family owns a famous company in this city. Just imagine how perfect she is? This how good Hilary's life is.

Nothing would ever be alright again, because whether I'd done it or not, whether I was innocent or guilty of framing her, Valeria was in prison for killing Isis. And that meant one way or another, I'd gotten exactly what I'd been demanding for ten years. But somehow, I couldn't bring myself to feel a shred of satisfaction. It didn't feel like a victory. Just loss…

Get a grip. Leam stops noticing her shiver and steps away as Lucas's hands her the clothes. "Valerie... these scars... How old are you?" Leam asked her as he looked at the scars that littered her curvy body. His face was covered with sorrow and anger. His neat and thick browns drawn into a sharp line. "Thanks." She quickly put on the shorts and top. "Um, 23 I think," Valerie replied as she fidgeted with the shorts, purposely ignoring him mentioning her scars. What if they didn't want her after she told them?