Wendy Red Velvet Racist Novels & Stories

Under the first post exposing Wendy as the other woman, the top comment was from someone claiming to know her in real life: “She was the other woman. When she first came back to the country, Zac and his girlfriend were still together. Everyone in our circle knew.” The gossip-loving crowd quickly jumped into the comments, unleashing a storm of insults. Of course, some of Wendy’s die-hard fans tried to defend her, insisting the chat logs were fake. The second trending post accused Wendy of inciting her fans to commit real-life harassment. It included video clips, one showing the man in glasses being arrested for the sulfuric acid attack, and another showing the crazed fan who had publicly hara

her eyes narrowed at my words, and she sat up. “What do you mean by that? Nothing has ended between us. You seriously can't pick that… ex-convict over me,” she snapped, and I felt anger rising swiftly in me. “You will speak about my wife with the respect she deserves!” I snapped back at her. How dare Wendy call Charlotte an ex-convict? What did she know about anything?

After Wendy transferred the funds, she snapped, "Don't come back!" "Afraid I'll expose your true colors?" the maid taunted, putting her phone away. Wendy's face reddened with rage. "Don't worry, I'm busy," the maid said, and left. Once alone, Wendy couldn't help but laugh in anger. When had she ever suffered that kind of treatment? She couldn't believe she got played by a maid! It's so infuriating!!! The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. But when she saw the drunk Stanley on the couch, her anger began to dissipate. She had only lost a few hundred dollars, but she could get back at the maid – and regain her money – thousands of times over.

To chase Benjamin, she’d hidden her identity and used her connections to land a job in The Jones Family’s company. But no matter what she did, Wendy always seemed to be around Benjamin. She had no idea how Wendy managed it, but she knew she wanted her gone. Wendy’s blood boiled. The words “fat mess” hit her like a knife. The pain and rage surged through her chest. She glared at Reese and snapped, “Who the hell are you calling fat?”

How dare she ask Wyndy to kiss that no-good Chris? "I can't believe Raven, she's just trying to cause a rift between me and Austin, she is such a bully, with her stupid rainbow colored hair," Wyndy mumbles as we sit on another pair of stools at the bar since our previous seats were already taken. "I think we have to agree that her rainbow colored hair is iconic," I say with a smirk and she eyes me wearily. "Although not as iconic as your ginger colored wild curls," I add and she chuckles.

Everything Melody did was wrong whenever Wendy was around. "How can I not hate you?" Wendy retorted. "I would be a well-known celebrity now if it weren't for you, and not locked up in a police station like a street rat! It's because of you that I ended up in this situation, and you dare to come here dressed all glamorous, and ask if I really hate you? "Yes, I do hate you! And very, very much at that! I wish I could tear off your skin and drink your blood. I want the whole world to know what a despicable person you are!" screamed Wendy hysterically.

"She's something. Normal people can't do anything to her." Celia didn't want to provoke Grace. If Benjamin found out, she might not be able to stay in Pamore any longer. Yet Wendy was itching for revenge. She said, "If it hadn't been for her, I wouldn't have lost my job. Now I'm jobless, hanging out in bars every day. Don't you think she's detestable?" Celia nodded in agreement, but she didn't say much. She knew she couldn't get involved in Wendy's feud with Grace.

The coldness in his voice made even me shiver. “Vanessa!” Winston barked through gritted teeth. “If you don’t salvage this moment, then you are fired.” Vanessa quickly turned toward me. “I’m sorry.” I folded my arms and looked around. “Were you talking to me? Because I can’t hear my name.” Her jaw tightened, then she spoke louder. “I said… I’m sorry, Ava!” I nodded thoughtfully before turning to Mr. Vindell. “Mr. Vincent… blacklist the restaurant for assault, discrimination, and unprofessional conduct. Michael, take a picture of me right now and send it to him.”

And you're telling me he'd show up at a small birthday party for the Carter family? His laughter grew even louder. "Not only that, he'd hide behind a mask? That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard." Wendy immediately chimed in, her voice sharp with ridicule. "Exactly! Some nobody thinks he can walk in here and impersonate Edward Blackwell?" She sneered. "Do you have any idea who you're impersonating? "I think you've become so obsessed with rubbing shoulders with powerful people that you've lost your mind. ‘”First you come here trying to stir up trouble for the Carter family, and now you're pretending to be Edward Blackwell? You clearly have a death wish."

“Doctor, can I at least see someone related to her? I know she says she wants privacy, but please I want to see someone at least close to her so I can show my gratitude properly! It was a fucking success doctor my baby girl will be able to move, walk, dance and live her life as cheerfully as she normally does and you have no idea how much that means to me honestly, cause if you had the faintest of ideas, then you would not hesitate to let me gain access.” I could hear Ravenna screaming at the doctor, and I sighed. Wendy stood beside me staring at me. “ That's the weird woman huh?” I rolled my eyes at her, my mother.” She sucked her teeth, “ my bad, too bad she never treated you like a daught