Winnie Bosko Novels & Stories

Winnie Carson. She was a successful reporter who mostly uncovered hidden truths in the business world. Winnie had successfully taken down a lot of shady businesses with her voice. She was a huge deal. And she was not to be messed with. Finally, I could see where all this was leading. She was seated at a table across from us. The man across from her leaned in slightly, saying something in low tones to her, but I could tell he was talking about us, because Winnie had peeked a subtle glance at us.

You're amazing, and you even managed to find out about Winnie's dark history! Catelyn's gaze fixated on the words 'sent the mysterious information about Winnie to the Board of Directors.' [Mysterious information about Winnie?] [Yes! Everyone in the company knows about it by now. Not only did she set up her own company outside and steal the company's benefit, but she also took some rebates right into her pocket! Worse, she was leveraging on both ends, a few projects under her were screwed up. She used the funds from other projects to make amends while having the finance staff create fraudulent entries, but they're all exposed now.]

Mateo responded. "Mateo. No," Maria said much more authoritatively. Mateo stopped and turned around. Honestly, that girl is a born leader. "Sit back down." "Why?" Mateo asked. "Because you have already won the war and it is unnecessary. He is already paying for what he has done by having wolfsbane pumped through his veins every hour," Maria said. "Sit back down." Mateo sloped back to his chair childishly crossing his arms at his elder sister's command.

They let Sir Kenny knock on the door and enter the room. I followed him. "What brings you here, Kenny?" our boss asked. He was sitting on his office chair. His feet rested on the top of the table. There's a cigarette stuck between his fingers. The smoke of it lingered in his office. "Oh! You are with Magda?" he exclaimed in surprise when he saw me. He put down his feet on the floor and threw his cigarette on the ashtray. He smiled at us widely. "Boss... I am here to accompany Magda," Sir Kenny said. I saw he gulped hard. He looked tense and the sweat on his temple rolled down to his cheek. I got more nervous after seeing it.

"Your mom is one of the greatest fashion designers in the world. Do you know how many people buy their clothes? Have you ever bothered to calculate how much Your Style makes in just a week? They make millions!" She had a point there. I had never bothered to check my mom's company's net worth. I still couldn't see where she was headed though. "Okay I get," I said, "but what does any of this have to do with school and Kimberly?" "Be patient, I'm getting to that", she answered. "Let's move to your dad. He is the founder and CEO of BS Foundation. They are the third best petrol dealers in the whole world." At this point, I seriously wondered what she was trying to prove. I mean, I'm their daughte

he suggests. I purse my lips and pull the iPad on the desk closer to me. I open up my calendar. I had four calendars that needed to work in tandem. I had mine, Rae's, Poppy's, the figurehead of The Howard Holdings Company, Audrey Ellis, my fun brunette persona when I wanted to forget my life for a while, and my reclusive ginger Frankie James. Frankie was never on my calendar, unfortunately. Audrey only makes appearances because she was more or less my alter ego for the gentlemen's club, Eve. And realistically, Rae and Poppy are the same person. Poppy is just to save face for Rae. I'd always be Rae Spencer no matter how much I tried to run away from that life.

“Private work at his house can’t be good, Winnie.” She shrugs, nodding as she realizes I have a point. “I could always see if we could get you a job at Bishop-Moore.” Her voice is sweet, and I know she’s just trying to be nice by offering a job at the hotel dynasty she runs with her husband, Archer Moore, but working another job that I don’t have a passion for is the last thing I want to do.

"The boss wants to see you " He yelled at me above the club's noise. I scoffed. "The boss" was one hell of an arrogant man. “I’m not interested.” I told him, waving him off. Jessica overheard the exchange and rolled her eyes at me . “Girl , we're not asking you to fall in love with him , just get laid and get that asshole off your system for a bit.” I hesitated and looked in the dude’s direction . His eyes were still on me ,though an interested smirk now tipped a corner of his lips.

Nathan said. "She pulls any girly shit, I'm packing and coming home," Norman said. "Will you both stop worrying, I'm telling you it is going to be great." Nathan said. "Yah that coming from the man who’s bed she will be in every night. Why is her assistant coming?" Jacob asked. "Her assistant is Susan," Nathan told them. "That makes perfect sense now," Norman said. Nathan went over to the map and charts on the table, Norman and Jacob followed him. Look, Cassie said she would have never stayed in that wing, because she could not see the sun rise." Nathan said.