Novel & Cerita Veronica Sawyer Pfp

“Don’t read anything online. Let the PR team handle it. Nikolai’s already called me this morning; he’s working on getting those videos removed.” Veronica sighed, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “Good! Because if I see another post calling you a gold digger, I’m going to start naming names.” Cassie chuckled quietly. “You’ll pick a fight with the whole country then.” “Well,” Veronica replied with a sly smirk, “I fight better when the enemy’s big.” Rafael rolled his eyes. “You fight better when the cameras are on you.” “Oh, please.” Veronica stood, brushing off imaginary dust from her skirt. “Speaking of cameras, I have a photoshoot in an hour. My team’s probably already crying without

I stuttered and asked her. "No thanks," he replied. "Who's that,Tyler? Let her in" Ana stopped and obviously shocked when she saw Veronica. "I need to go," Veronica said goodbye and quickly walked away. I followed her with my gaze until she entered the elevator. I noticed that Ana was just looking at me and I quietly went back in and closed the door. I kept my eyes on the wallet and opened it. I know Veronica saw the picture of the two of us placed in my wallet.

She stood up and was about to sit beside Ethan, but Ethan looked at her coldly. "Cameron, sit next to me," Ethan said, the beautiful face of the woman ashen and contorted because of the humiliation of being rejected. The woman came back to her seat, gritting her teeth. Mr Sander patted the woman's hand and smiled. "Mr Miller, my daughter Veronica just wanted to have a chat with you. She's an avid fan of yours."

He still didn’t reply. “Father,” I pressed, stepping closer to his desk, “I came to warn you about Veronica. She’s my ex. We dated for years. She used me for my money, that’s why I have no investments all these years. Remember that welcome party? She purposely started that fire just to get in the spotlight—that’s exactly the type of person she is. She’s only working here so she can worm her way in, get attention, and slowly claim everything you own.” “Okay,” Xavier said flatly, eyes never leaving the screen.

Veronica is known as one of the most beautiful and smart ladies in the city, she is rich and very strenuous when it comes to business. Many men have tried to woo her but her sight scares them, and many ladies want to be her friends, but she gave them no room for that. She is a classic and everyone’s role model. Just waving goodbye and smiling at Scarlet, shows that Scarlet must be someone important. “Mom, dad, did you both see just that? Veronica Browns the pretty goddess waved her hands at Scarlet! What the hell is going on?” Sally couldn’t help but cry, she was losing it. “I... I don’t know,” Mr. Petersburg shuttered, his face collapsing as he came baffled.

"Who is that woman?" After holding back her curiosity until she returned home, Grace finally tried to find out about the beautiful woman she saw in the video call with Evan. Evan was not someone who would upload photos to social media, but his account had remained active since their friendship was restored. Hence Grace looked at his I*******m and F******k accounts, thinking she could get some information. Her hunch turned out to be right. There is an account that tagged Evan's account on I*******m. Veronica Anh, that's her profile name. That woman had nearly ten thousand followers who most likely followed her because of her beauty.

And for the first time since this started, Ava didn’t feel like she was at the center of the story. She felt like she was standing at the edge of something deeper. That night, her latest post broke one million shares. She didn’t respond to the media. She didn’t clarify anything. She just posted one line: “You called me at the beginning. I just found who you were trying to forget.” Across a satellite uplink, a hidden node in an abandoned VX data farm flickered to life. Inside it, a locked profile is decrypted. SUBJECT: Veronica Hart STATUS: RETIRED / ALIVE

“You’re probably wondering why I’d pass on Alpha Draven and choose your boyfriend instead?” Veronica sat up casually from the bed, not bothering to cover her perfect body, and smiled at me. “Sure, Alpha Draven has power and wealth. But, I’ve heard he’s incredibly ugly and a total sex perv.” “...Sex perv?” I murmured. “Yeah. He had 8 wives, and every one of them died in his bed. Either his dick is as big as a bull’s, or it’s covered in barbs, or he just likes beating women in bed. I’m sure he’s a psycho old man. A lady like me can’t marry a grandpa.” Veronica made a disgusted face. “I needed to find a partner before he arrives, so I have a good reason to refuse him.”

Little by little, I can feel my connection with my wolf start to weaken. I roll back and forth on the ground, sweating and shaking in my misery. I’m not sure how much time passes before I hear another set of footsteps outside my cell–high heels, this time. Veronica strides into my cell. She looks so healthy I hate her for it. She crouches down in front of me, examining me for a long moment. “I don’t get it,” Veronica says quietly. “What?” I choke out. “What he sees in you,” she replies, standing back up. “How he could still want to fuck you after everything. I heard him talking to you, you know. He doesn’t want you. Not really.”

Even the thought of it made me gag. I sighed as I held my phone in my hand. I had been aiming for a regular routine of checking their timelines when something shifted inside me, and before I knew it, I was typing a different name in the search bar this time. "Sawyer!" I hit the button to see what searches came up. As expected, SawyerWolf was the top account. He was actually the most followed werewolf in the entire land. I pressed onto his name with shaky hands and was instantly met with a dead end when I found his profile was private.