Veronica Court Novels & Stories

Coupled with the fact that he married that witch and took over VilaBeau, there was no way she could cross him off her suspect list. ***** Vinca was too perplexed by the recent occurrence. As she watched Damont speed off, she felt like her life had come to an end. She was roughly pushed inside the shed by her captors and was sent flying into the dark shed. One of them then lit a kerosene lamp as the other one went to hide the truck. It was already too dark into the night. Vinca scrambled to the corner of the shed and started crying. She cried for the company that she had lost just because she fell in love.

she said. Giving me one last look, he walked out of the house. The moment the door shut behind him, Veronica let out a shakily breath, one I didn't know she had been holding. She looked a bit relieved. She exhaled shakily and pulled out of my hold. “I'll… I'll be in the room,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. She avoided my eyes. When I gave her the permission to leave, she scurried away as if she had been waiting to get far away from me.

he almost whispered and as Vic stepped out of the car she tried not to look back or even think about the game Rocco might be playing. As promised, at the top of the unnecessarily wide cement steps was a tranquil courtyard. It was complete with a trickling infinity fountain that started with an elaborate structure in the middle and trickled down over large steppingstones leading to the front doors. As Vic walked the liquid path, she took a deep breath and felt an almost strange sense of calm as two ridiculously dressed guards complete with black tie suits and earpieces opened the ornate front doors and motioned her inside. “The boss is waiting for you in his office. Don't loiter.” one of them

Martha nodded and hurriedly walked towards Dominick's room. "I didn't do anything!" Vera looked at her. "Then why are you here?... Haven't you guys damaged him enough?" Anamika yelled at her. "You killed my daughter in law." Vera's words stuck in her throat, she can't tell them that Grace is alive. "It wasn't me." She replied. "Dominick is fine, Donna..." Martha informed when she came back. "What are you doing here, Veronica?" Alexander asked. "What the fuck is happening here?"

Veronica’s voice tore through the air like thunder. Everyone turned. The crowd split open as Veronica stormed forward in her black heels, sunglasses pushed to the top of her head, and her expression burning with fury. Rafael followed close behind, his presence alone enough to make several journalists lower their cameras. “Do you people have no shame?” Veronica snapped, grabbing one of the mic booms and shoving it aside. “You’re disgusting pieces of shit! She’s an actress, not a criminal! What’s wrong with you all?” “Ms. Veronica, we just...” one journalist started.

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..."

She exclaimed. "Darling, what are you saying? Lower your voice please," Cameron replied instantly, trying to make her daughter calm down. "That Vanessa girl insulted me before that lowly Jasper. She must be punished, and I want her to receive the worst punishment ever. That is my demand, I don't care how. I want her dead. Literally lifeless," Veronica yelled. "Shhhh," Cameron made a sound with his mouth, and reached out to Veronica by placing his hands on her mouth. He then quickly snooped around in trepidation.

She was just here to demand justice from Ophelia, so how did he reach that conclusion? In a daze, Veronica watched as Edward took Ophelia's hand and led her away. Then, she rushed forward to stop them. Before this matter was settled, she wasn't going to let them leave. Edward cocked an eyebrow, and an elegant man in a suit appeared to restrain Veronica. Edward shot him a glance. "Take her to the detention center. Just slap any felony onto her as you see fit, and pass the message on to the people there. "Then, call the Ford family lawyer to take the case."

"Oh, it's Veronica, Frank's lawyer. She says she has something to tell me, but | wonder why it's taking all the time In the whole world to say it" Jenny said, in between her teeth. Veronica brought out her hand to shake Norman and he shook her hand. "My name is Veronica, Mr Norman and | used to be Frank's lawyer" Jenny looked confused and then looked at Veronica. "Used to be? are you saying you are no longer Frank's lawyer? Since when?" "It's a long story Jenny. Frank and | used to know each other way back" This peaked Jenny's curiosity.

"Good morning, ma'am Veronica." "Hello, Vicente. You look good. How are you?” "Thank you. I'm fine.” “You know what, I'm offering you double. Leave Shein alone. Work for me.” I scolded Veronica. Try him Veron. You won't succeed. She's tripping me but I'm confident with Vicente's loyalty to me. "I'm sorry ma'am but I need to take down your offer." Veron rolled his eyes at me when he heard Vicente's look at him. I couldn't help but grin at him.