Wendy Wonka Novels & Stories

As soon as Wendy’s name was mentioned, Oswald the Stranger nodded at him: “You were stalking her, weren’t you?” Oswald asked. Oswald answered his own question with a nod. Willy was surprised by Oswald’s awareness. Oswald the Stranger shrugged and added, “To bad the Outsiders are now holding her hostage as we speak.” “I knew it!” Willy gasped at first, lost for words. Then he gritted his teeth in silent anger. Wendy was giving private English Lessons, to a bunch of Chinese immigrants when she was all of a sudden, abducted.

"Mrs. Channing is quite good. Madam made an excellent arrangement for you this time!" Wanda was clearly satisfied with what she knew about the Channing family. Christina's expression darkened. "Excellent? What's so excellent about it?" Wanda hesitated and stayed silent. Christina was initially enjoying her snack. But now, losing interest, she threw the half-eaten pastry onto the plate. "W-would you like another piece?" Wanda asked hesitantly. After putting so much effort into making them, it was a shame to see them go to waste.

Just then, my phone rang—it was Wendy. I answered, wedging the phone between my ear and shoulder. “Morning, Wendy.” “Hey, I was really craving your pancakes this morning.” “I don’t have time today. I’ll make sure to bring you some tomorrow.” “Hey, listen,” Wendy said, her tone turning serious. Whenever she spoke like that, it usually meant she was about to hype me up with some exaggerated compliments. I pretended not to know, playing along with a simple “Yeah?” “Yesterday, when Mrs. Walker visited my family, she hinted at a possible marriage alliance.”

Wendy screamed, "Lance, if you walk away today, I'll jump from the second floor!" Lance paused. When he looked at Wendy standing on the balcony, he only felt more irritated. He then quickened his pace and left. The next second, Wendy really jumped. "Wendy!" … At the hospital, the doctor emerged from the ER. He said, "Mr. and Mrs. Walker, don't worry. Ms. Wendy only has some minor injuries." "But she donated a kidney before, and she's had some hallucinations from past trauma. Doctor, please do a full examination on her," Gemma said, still feeling uneasy.

Nina reaches out her hand to Wendy friendly, "Hi! I am Nina Morrison. You can call me Nina." Wendy is very beautiful. Her skin is white and tender. She has a pair of beautiful big eyes, with long and curly eyelashes. She looks like a doll, and she also dresses in princess style. The whole person is like a delicate porcelain doll. Wendy pretends not to see Nina's outstretched hand, and she squeezes out a smile from her face, "Hi!" What a little girl with unknown origin who wants to shake hands with her. Sunny's friend must be another poor girl with no background. She doesn't have to entertain her.

"Zack Barker, you scumbag! Not only did you deceive my feelings, but you also took my money to support this shameless woman!" Wendy and Zack had known each other for years. They met when they were young, but Zack’s family was too poor, and Wendy’s parents disapproved. To separate them, her parents had a relative working out of town take Wendy with them. By coincidence, Wendy ended up working at a department store under the Frost Corporation. It was there she met Albert Mason, who had come to pick up items for his father. That encounter brought them together. From the beginning, Wendy had intentionally approached Albert.

A little while later, Wendy reappeared wearing a pristine white princess dress, freshly changed and freshly scolded. — She scanned the room, saw her brother chatting with guests, and then spotted Daniel. Her eyes lit up like she had just seen the male lead of her favorite drama. Without hesitation, she grabbed a glass of red wine from a passing waiter and downed it in one breath. She had clearly forgotten her mother’s warning. Then she walked toward Daniel with what she thought was elegance. Her cheeks were flushed, her smile bright. “Hi,” she said sweetly. “I’m Wendy Gold. You can call me Wendy or Wennie, but I suggest you call me baby. That’s what my mom calls me.”

"I find you amiable at first sight. I've just arrived here and am not familiar with this place. Would you please take me around? I'll buy you all the candies you want." Holding the coin she had just caught, Wendy came over to them. "Say yes, Victoria!" Victoria's pretty eyes sparkled under the sunlight. She agreed cheerfully, "Sure!" The vendor's eyes widened. Such a pretty lady. She didn't look like a dimwit. Yet, she was tempted by mere candies? She was too eager for her own good! Still, perhaps he could get his son to try that trick?

Whose side should she take then? Wanda, in her naivety, was oblivious to the tension between Rowley and Rowan. All she knew was that she wanted to quickly finish eating so she could go check out her presents. So, she was the first one to finish her dinner. She climbed down from her seat and trotted over to grab Rowan's hand. "Daddy, come open the gifts with me. I can't wait any longer!" Rowan set his cutlery down and scooped her into his arms.

She cooked for me, but I didn't even take a bite. Then, she went missing for the whole afternoon. When she came back, her face was covered in the Joker's makeup, and a big red nose hung from her actual nose. She tried to play some tricks to cheer me up. It was a clumsy performance. She scrambled to juggle the balls, only for them to fall off three times. Wendy was the Haltons' only heir and always kept up airs wherever she went. She was serious and intimidating, but she humbled herself just to make me happy.