Vicky Yao Novels & Stories

she said, pacing back and forth. Williams set his glass down. “What did you see?” “Vicky,” she spat the name like it was poison. “She was with Rue Rogers.” Williams blinked. “Rue Rogers?” “Yes! Rue Rogers! The billionaire!” she exclaimed, throwing her hands in the air. Williams burst into laughter, clutching his stomach. “Are you serious? Vicky? With Rue Rogers?” Valerie frowned. “Why are you laughing?” “Do you even know who Rue Rogers is?” he asked, still chuckling.

Then, she stole a glance at Liora, who remained composed. With a raised chin, Vicky retorted, "I received the invitation from Echelon Group. I'm their vice president. Why are you questioning me like this? I've attended plenty of events like these and never encountered such rudeness. It's outrageous!" Suddenly, a deep, husky voice cut through, "Perhaps the one being outrageous is you? When did you become the vice president of Echelon Group? At Echelon Group, we don't do business by flaunting our connections. Our employees are highly qualified professionals. As for you..."

Like someone had lit a fire inside my chest, and my whole body was burning from the inside. I swallowed the tablet. The tightness in my chest eased slightly. I waited for the pain to fade and managed a faint smile. "Just wait. There's plenty of drama left ahead of them." Vicky's personality was arrogant and possessive, always wanting to dominate. She could hold herself together when she didn't have what she wanted. Now that she did, the mask was off. At the rate she was going, it wasn't just Ryan who wouldn't be able to take it. Whether the baby would even survive was a real question.

she said indifferently. "Wrong idea?" He gripped her chin and sneered. "You come to my home and still dare to act like you're innocent? Are you saying that it's a misunderstanding? Sheila mentioned yesterday that she arranged to meet a clothing designer named Yuna. Can you explain why it's you who showed up here?" Vicky remained silent for a few seconds before explaining, "She has a fever, and I came as her substitute." Tyler's gaze darkened. "What a coincidence."

Vicky said "I can punch him, i make him cry and i will take my Revenge for surely. But you? You can't! Because you still respect that bloody bitch. If you really want to take the Revenge as per your concern, i am giving you mind blowing idea. Call AARON." "What Aaron?" Zach shocked by listening the name "Yes, he is the only one who can break the Ryan's head to toe" Vicky smiled devilishly. ••Author note•• Guys don't be confuse! Everyone has a past either it is soft and dark. As same ryan have a worst past. what is vicky saying about ryan will be reveal in upcoming parts •••NOTE END••• ••••••••••••••••••••

Smith. “It was our fault for visiting on a whim. We didn’t want to intrude.” Maia looked at the shattered glass on the floor and shook her head. “Vicky is my designer, who was employed by my hubby for me. We’ve become fast friends. I know that she can be quite hot-headed, but I’m also sure that this was influenced by her family. “Vicky knows that no matter what happens, her family would always back her up. If it were me, I would never dare be so bold,” Maia said earnestly.

Even Peyton seemed to slightly let out a sigh of relief when she left. “She is…” asked Harvey with great interest. “Madam York, the wife of the Master of Dragon Palace. She is the Fifth Young Lady of the Yorks of Hong Kong and Las Vegas. At the same time, she is also the aunt of Vince, Queenie, and Quinton…” Peyton looked solemn. “I didn’t expect her to be involved in today’s matters. “You may not know that she was the greatest young talent in our generation twenty years ago. It certainly isn’t an exaggeration to say that she was the top talent back in the day.

I tried so much to escape this but I don’t think so I can. “I will bring them back Lucky. Don’t worry!” Vicky said and left us god knows where. No one will stop themselves from this challenge. Let’s see who will be winner boys or girls……….

Victoria greeted with a bow. "Good day, Miss Vicky," Mr Charles greeted back before sitting down. "I was sent here for the exchange, the operation will take place tomorrow and we need the aid of some of your most trusted men," she said and dropped the briefcase she came with on the table. "What's the price being offered to us?" Mr Charles asked. "500,000 dollars," Victoria replied and opened the briefcase. Mr Charles stared at the money for sometime before looking up. "What if I don't need the money but want you to serve me with your body instead?" he asked with greed in his eyes.

Vicidior, an 18-year-old high school student, was known for her striking beauty. With her captivating eyes, full lips, and curves that begged to be explored, she turned heads wherever she went. But Vicidior was also known for her intelligence and fierce independence, traits she inherited from her mother, Kenzy.