Yes Sirs Cornelia Fields Novels & Stories

Cillian’s POV… I was on the training fields that evening with Theo. It felt so good to be back here for a while despite all the preparations ongoing for my wedding next tomorrow. This seemed like the only time I had full control of my thoughts and decisions because I wasn’t with Caitlin. The training fields were now like an escape zone for me. I was doing some press ups when a young female servant suddenly rushed into the fields, panicking. “Alpha Cillian! Alpha Cillian!!! Where is Alpha Cillian???

A smile that could mean a thousand things. "Who are you?" Sienna queried with furrowed brows. "My name is Cornelia. I am the new housemaid," the woman replied. Nothing she did or spoke warranted suspicion from her but there was something about her that was not sitting well with Sienna's instincts. She looked too elegant to be mere a maid.

Maryam was now the wife of a billionaire and she knew that she had a lot of back-ups, including Cornelia. The two girls entered their class and went to take their seats at the back. "That was great and all but I still don't understand why Adam's making such a big issue out of this," Cornelia said, frowning. Her friend looked at her for a moment, thought about something, and then pursed her lips.

Strange things are happening these days. "You don't need to be afraid; your secret is completely safe with me." I reassure William before winking at him. William was taken aback and found himself staring at Cornelia in bewilderment. He has never seen a lady with such a strange personality as Cornelia's. "Hey! Stop staring at me and say something. Are you currently seeing your nature's call? Are you on your period?" I asked, biting my lower lip because my previous statement was a little too loud for everyone's ears.

And right just below the insulting image came words that I couldn't even read clearly due to how traumatized I was. Lydia Hayden, a reporter at Metro Chronicles, has often been seen... Trying to bring down the renowned business man Cornelius Powers for years now...The Charity event at Coop's foundation, she had not only splashed vodka in Mr Cornelius' face but said some quite few words that left a rather bad image for the young billionaire...the Met gala...the Yoke festival...Lydia Hayden without a doubt never misses a chance to humiliate Cornelius Powers But now has the silence been due to this? Did Cornelius Powers find a way to silence the missy like he does to the rest of his women?

Santigao watched as the door was tightly shut and he tightly clenched her fist. Just now, when he chased out, Cornelia was still standing by the side of the road. It was just that, that was clearly not the green light, but Cornelia walked into the road in a daze. Santigao saw Cathy's fear appear before his eyes personally, but he was powerless as he watched Cornelia fall under the wheels. He could not imagine that after Cornelia woke up and saw that leg, she must go crazy. Just then, the doctor walked out and asked Rory, "Sir, may I ask if you are the miss' relative? The situation is very urgent, and the lady's leg cannot be saved, so we need to amputate it."

I also smelled of coffee. My favorite. I got out of bed as I was losing my balance. Since when I was not used to getting up on my own feet. I was barefoot and I can sense that I was standing on the sand. What the hell? Where was I and who was this woman? “I don’t think we formally met. My name is Sabrina Hayes. I’m Mr. Cornwall’s secretary,” she said as she as extending her hand to shake mine. I took it and I smiled at her.

But then my mother stopped me, and pointed to another portion of the page with the headline: “Poison.” “Look here,” my mother said. “Princess Cornelia, who suffered from a disease that rendered her legs mostly useless, was a master apothecary and herbalist. She could name every plant with ease.” I knit my eyebrows together even more as I read. “And she… she suspected that a member of her staff was tasked with assassinating her family,” I murmured. My eyes widened as I continued down the page. “Oh my god. She found the assassin and poisoned them first with deadly nightshade, thus…”

Do I have dementia? “Oh dear, you look confused.” She says as she laughs a little, “Come with me, I feel like I should introduce you to some people.” She says and I blindly follow her. Too confused to know what’s going on. “This is Gwen, Harry, Marie, Penelope, Daphne, Kyle, Daryl, Juliette, Sarah, Seb, Ron, Terry and of course Dave.” My eyes widen when I realize what is happening. Oh. My. God.

I got her on my side, so the secret meeting today should be in my favor. "Congratulations Sir," Paul appeared at my side, smiling contently. "Cornels will be so red in that meeting," he mumbled, chuckling darkly. I smirked, sharing his relief and excitement but the words of the silvery haired Lady kept replaying in my mind. "What did she mean by trashy handbag?"