Romans & histoires Winnie Bosko

The woman did not seem to be happy since the meeting started. ‘So she was that someone emitting a totally different energy than anybody else.’ Alek stared at her with a knowing smile. But still did not know how the woman knew her. The woman was flabbergasted but immediately calmed herself down. She showed her hand and greeted, “I’m Jessi. The host during Shania’s banquet celebration. Nice to meet you, Miss Cider. Your invention really interests me.” Jessi then waved something that looked familiar to Alek. You gave me a great deal to start a smartphone company. I guess I am entitled to help you.”

Another woman who knew Alexander's darkest secrets, who had held them over him once before, who was now apparently coordinating with Marcus to destroy us completely. "She's been on your board for how long?" "Ten years. Mostly quiet, mostly passive. Taking her dividends, attending the required meetings, voting with whatever block served her financial interests. I thought she'd stay that way indefinitely—she profits more if the company succeeds, after all." "But now she's talking to Marcus."

But look how far I got. I am a werewolf, the Luna of a Pack. And most importantly, my boss is a werewolf! THE END

James took out the boddhi fruits and began distributing them to the people. Out of everyone in the crowd, Winnie was the only one that refused to consume the bodhi fruit. James looked at Winnie and asked, “Why don’t you want one, Winnie?” Winnie was away from everyone. She was about 180 centimeters tall and dressed in tight leather armor, outlining her perfect figure. She also had long black hair. She crossed her hands in front of her chest and said confidently, “Dad, I don’t think I need to depend on external support to break through. Reaching the Sage rank is a trivial feat. I’m sure I’ll reach it soon if I continue working hard.”

I asked. "He has a partner, ma'am. It's still the same model that you changed last time because there was a slight malfunction," she said. I nodded and secretly bit my lip. "What's her name?" I asked in a whisper, as if asking that question was a sin. "Ashley Ford," she replied to me, which made my lips part. My hunch is right. She's also a model. "When will the shoot start?" "20 minutes from now, Ms. Quennie.”

"Let's give it up... to the Herald of Dexo Fernia, the shadow assassin! The daughter of Hikaris himself… VERONICA!" Chest out, shoulders back, I walked out of the dark and turned my gaze to every corner of the coliseum, and with a devilish grin on my lips, I raised my weapon and they screamed my name… just how I want them to. "And her challenger..." the announcer paused for a while, I crossed my arms and everyone went silent, patiently waiting until, "another daughter of Hikaris, the Mistress of Dexo Fernia, Elspeth!"

William's fingers subconsciously rubbed against the cold wall of the glass in his hand, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down his throat. Samuel was alert enough to notice the change in William's face and nudged him with his elbow. "You like her? I went to great lengths to 'borrow' her from my friend's art gallery. Her name's Winnie, and she does oil paintings. She doesn't like coming to these places. It took me a lot of effort to call her here!" Winnie didn't seem to care about the looks that came her way. She simply stood there quietly, her fingers lightly caressing her bag strap, as if to confirm that her belongings were still with her.

A chill cut through the room. Winnie Carter's face paled, then flushed with anger. Alexander Knight's words had left her speechless, her throat constricting. "Ahem." Winston Carter cleared his throat. A conciliatory smile tugged at his lips as he broke the heavy silence. "Mr. Knight, you're being too harsh." "Winnie is young and passionate. Her concern just got the better of her judgment." "Lisa is exceptionally talented." "Earning your favor speaks to her ability—and to the Knight Group's open-mindedness."