Vera Wong's Unsolicited Advice For Murderers Novels & Stories

Veronica continued, voice light but belied by a more sinister intent, "that you’re not letting emotions cloud your sense. You’re young, pretty and married to a man like Chase Connor. That’s not something women like us should waste." Ella looked over, confused. Veronica smiled at her like a lioness humoring a cub. "Don't act confused. Love is such a… reckless little thing, isn’t it? If I were you, I’d play smarter. Get pregnant. Divorce him. Take half. Then terminate the pregnancy." Ella’s heart skipped. The audacity to spit such venom disguised as advice. "You think I’m joking?" Veronica added when Ella remained silent. "I did it once. Best decision I ever made."

However, with caution in his eyes, he warned Veronica not to involve anyone else in their sinister endeavor. Veronica, a mastermind of her own, reveled in the details of the plan. She shared her own vendetta against Avery, recounting how his survival from the accident had thwarted her earlier schemes. Now, with Henry's elaborate strategy, she saw an opportunity to collaborate and finally bring about the ruin she had long desired.

indicator appeared on the screen, showing that thousands of people were now watching. Veronica looked directly into the camera, and even through the exhaustion and defeat, I could see the intelligence in her eyes. The calculation. She was planning something... but what? "My name is Veronica Whitmore," she began. "And I need to confess something." "No, no, no," Theo was muttering beside me, already grabbing his jacket. "We need to stop this. Now." "I am a woman who has made terrible choices," Veronica continued, reading from the tablet. "I became involved with both of the Ashford brothers. They..."

“I’ve already said enough in her presence. I’m not spilling Mateo’s plans in her presence.” “And why is that?” Veronica asked in a grave tone as she ambled towards me. “I’ve listened to you talk about me as if I am the enemy.” Mum tried to stop her from advancing toward me, but she slapped her hand away. “What exactly have I gained from this?” Her hands waved around dramatically. “What have I gained in being an accomplice to murder?” “A lot of expensive trips which are being paid from my family’s account.” I reminded her just in case her tiny brain failed her. “Those designer bags in your closet_”

I could have had it all, for a short moment I did had it all. She said yes.. she fucking said yes.. my grandma and her mother approved of that and I screwed up!! Suddenly my grandma's words appear in my head "Do me a favor and trust her no matter what happens.." .. That's what Veronica meant when she cried in the foyer and said my nena knew everything.. Nena knew about the mother and she indirectly warned me. Slowly my feet move, on my way out of the torture cell I hand Veronica's phone to Sergej still in a kind of daze walking straight to the bar I grab a bottle of the best scotch we have in store and leave the club, strolling through the night .

Owen was stunned and murmuring under his breath, “Holy shit, Una got busted for murder! This is the big story of the night!” Thiago watched everything unfold with a poker face, not showing any intention to assist the Scott group. “You pay the price if you play with lives.” He said. Under everyone’s watchful eyes, Una was taken away by the cops. As she passed by Veronica, she gave her a tearful last glance. And that glance almost broke Veronica. “Don’t take her away! She didn’t kill anyone!” Veronica cried out, only to hear the sound of her dress sliding down. Then, she felt a chill run through her body and gasps filled the room!

"I had motivation." We stood in the dim corridor, two women who should have been enemies. Who were enemies. But there was something else between us now—a mutual recognition of what the other was capable of. "I underestimated you," Veronica said. "I won't make that mistake again." "Good." She started to turn away. Then she stopped. "May I give you some advice?" Her voice was different now. Softer. Almost gentle. "Advice from the woman who tried to have me killed?" "Advice from someone who has been where you are." Veronica met my eyes. "Mated to an Abbot. Trying to understand what that means. Wondering what secrets your mate is hiding."

] [I don't know what would've happened to J if he hadn't run. [Wasn't he doomed last time? He didn't know Teddy Terror existed. His injury slowed him down. Then he got stabbed to death. And his shitty little bro never opened the door while he screamed for help.] [We've got two killers in this story, chat. If you enable a murder, you're a murderer.] [Justice for J. He treats his little bro like gold. That piece of shit brother has to go.] [Justice for J. Disown that ungrateful little shit after this.]

“The dead woman has the same birthmark as your mother. That’s a sign of bad luck. Just get rid of the body.” Right after he finished speaking, he took his phone and gave the men on the other end of the video call some instructions. I quickly grabbed Derek’s phone, but Melody swung her handbag at my face. “Derek’s right! Stop mistreating him!” The metal charm on her handbag scratched my forehead, and it bled. Meanwhile, the person on the other end of the video call slashed my mother-in-law’s arm. The already damaged limb looked even more grotesque, and I shook with rage.

she asked suddenly. "Just colleagues. I'm not required to go to work for some time, though. Where do you work?" "A small company." Her reply was horribly vague, but he supposed they had the next few days to truly get to know each other. Living under the same room stretches possibilities far and wide. "I don't think it's safe to be outside working when you're a target of the most notorious murderer in town." The statement seemed to catch her attention. Lucinda turned to face him. "I know right. That murderer is a true demon. Someone made of an evil heart. Don't you agree, Jean Luc?"