Vivian K. Fuentes Novels & Stories

📖(✿˶˘ ³˘)~♡ MIMO'S POV (｡❛ᴗ❛｡)📖 "Good Afternoon, ladies. Most of you here already know me, so for those who don't know me." He suddenly looks at me. I feel like my heart is throbbing fast. "My name is Chris Fuentez Legazpi, the current CEO of S&L. I'm also a writer, and I think those girls who come from me are my fans, right?" He raises his hands and smile.

In front of the screen was a couch, which a woman currently occupied. Upon hearing their footsteps, she put down the tablet she held and stood. "Mr. Shields, I'm the founder and manager of V. Style, Vivi—" She stopped mid-sentence, staring at Kevan unblinkingly, a startled expression on her face. After a long pause, she regained her composure and continued. "Vivian Watts. You can call me Vivian." Kevan did not bother to correct her even though she'd mistaken him for Dylan. He nodded at Larissa, who was standing by his side, and said, "Style a simple and elegant outfit for her. It doesn't have to be too pretty."

And the moment they did, Mona knew. He knew something was wrong. She quickly plastered a smile across her face. "Hey." Kane didn't smile. He walked toward her, pulled out the chair opposite hers, and sat down. "What's wrong, princess?" The sincerity in his voice almost broke her. Mona looked away. "I've been thinking." "About?" She swallowed. "Did you know vanilla comes from the actual butt of an animal?" Kane stared at her. Mona gave him a tiny smile.

, I answered. (The pronoun y is a vowel and also a pronoun that replaces the place in a sentence). "Correcte. Applaudisez", she said with a smile. (Correct. Clap for her). I sat down and Vanny gave me a thumbs up. From then, our classmates became active in class, making it very lively. "Notre sujet prochain c'est 'le futur'. S'il vous plaît, le lisez avant la classe suivante. À plus tard mes amis", she said then left.

“If there was an accident we would have heard about it, you are Maria Rodriguez, who doesn't know you and besides you don't have a single scratch on your body.” “You are right, I am Maria Rodriguez but you left one thing… Maria Rodriguez does not betray anyone.” Old Grandpa took in deep breaths turning to me. “I believe you, but these pictures say otherwise so until I find out what is going on, this matter remains silent.” I shook my head in disagreement. “I don't know how Allen got his hands on these pictures but for him to have these pictures, he must know about the accident.” “Maria would not cheat on you,” Adam defended. “She might not love you but she would never do something like that.

To better care for Lydia, Vince sends Vivian to stay with her at the villa. Vivian is a graduate of Yale University with a degree in public administration and one of the women with goals, competence and a clear mind. She joined Vince's company right after graduation, working hard and seeking advice. While other women stood by Vince's private elevator every day in exquisite makeup praying to meet him by chance, Vivian already understood that work was the only path to success for the average woman, and that wealth gained by seducing men was illusory.

I gave a brief nod and followed, careful to keep my expression blank, almost deferent. They thought I was her assistant. That suited me just fine. Vivian lifted her glass slightly when she saw me, the subtlest of signals. I gave her a half-smile, took my seat a little behind and to the right of her. Perfectly placed. Perfectly invisible. "Kaia Reyes," they knew me as. A name with no ties, no past, no bloodline dripping with scandal and betrayal. Just another efficient woman with a clipboard and a secret. Thank you for coming, Mr. Langford," Vivian said smoothly to the man beside her, the CEO of some billion-dollar logistics firm. Her tone was warm, her smile softer, but her eyes remained unr

Since Travis and I have become okay, I have become loyal to the company, and my priority is my children. Vivien Dawn Herrera-Montenegro is one of the best models in the Philippines and California. Actually, she is my idol. She's a good model, and I know she's also an architect. So now, Trish and I are fan-girling over her. Miss Vivien is so beautiful. Just because I'm also a model doesn't mean I can't admire my fellow models.

“Since he came during breakfast, he can eat with us.” Just then, Vivian entered the hall. She had forgotten her mobile, so she had gone back to her car. “Who is this charming lady?” Iva asked with a smile. “Your girlfriend?” “She’s Vivian Bosch, the CEO of Bosch Group, ma’am,” Ryan respectfully replied. Vivian slightly lowered her head and greeted Gareth and Iva. “It’s an incredible honor to meet the great Sir Gareth and his wonderful wife Iva Claimer in their majestic home.”

“You’re early. Miss Vivian’s almost done downstairs.” “Good,” Kai said, giving her a small nod. “Thanks.” He moved toward the stairs and leaned against the banister, waiting as Martha resumed typing. Moments later, Vivian descended the second-floor landing—high heels clicking on the tile. Her eyes widened when she spotted him. She tucked a lock of hair behind her ear, smoothing her skirt. “Hi,” she said softly. Martha, unable to resist, chimed in. “Mr. Reyes has been waiting for you, Miss Vivian. A gentleman’s anticipation.”