Anne Shirley Cuthbert の小説・ストーリー

Helplessly, Shirley shook her head and sighed, seeing that Rupert was still lost in thought, she purposely pinched Rupert's broad palm with force. Although Shirley felt she was using a lot of strength, in Rupert's eyes, her little strength seemed like flirting. Rupert looked into Shirley's eyes, which seemed even more profound. However, Rupert also couldn't indulge in this indefinitely. He cleared his throat and said, "Mr. Moore and Mrs. Moore, please let me properly introduce this person... She is indeed not Susan; her name is Shirley, she hails from City T, and she is Mr. Keith, the President of the Nelson Family Group's wife."

"If it's nothing important, just leave. I don't want to deal with anyone right now." She picked up the card Eleanor had left and stood up to head back to her room. Shirley quickly grabbed her wrist with a handkerchief. "It's important." Natalie remained expressionless, as if she couldn't care less. Without another word, Shirley took out her phone and played a video for her. On the screen, Anathea appeared in a sharp, custom-made suit, speaking confidently on stage. She looked calm, self-assured, and every bit the image of a successful professional.

Shirley responded amusingly. Azriel Capoue, or as Shirley liked to call her, AZ CAP, was able to charm the entire police force the moment she was recruited. Everyone had taken a liking to her even before they knew her name – not only because she was a beauty whose hair was like a massive black curly bush that surrounded two unbelievably deepcolored blue wide eyes; or the faintly dotted freckles on her cheeks, only visible in the sunshine; or the cute pointed nose; or the neatly arranged white teeth in her mouth; or her voice which sounded like a caress of a rose petal around the concha. All of these were indeed factors that admittedly helped, but mainly, it was because she was humble and re

Asher asked, his tone calculated. Fred shook his head. "That’s the part I can’t figure out. I have no idea how she’s connected to Ronald’s death. She’s a rogue, declared missing years ago, and suddenly she’s here, living with Veronica? It’s too much of a coincidence, but I don’t have the full picture yet." The Alpha prince was considering something, weighing his options, and Fred could only wait. "Drop the case," Asher ordered, his voice carrying the weight of a command that couldn’t be disobeyed.

She leaned in to take a glance,her jaw dropped and her expression turned livid. "Who the hell sent this?!". "Believe me, you really don't want to know." - I rolled my eyes at her expression. "Why did you suddenly come over and that too...... without as much as a call?". Rachel returned back to her original position, her daintly manicured fingers patting her white top as she regained her former demeanor. "As agreed, Anne sent over the personal assistant. Her name is Bennett and she's currently an intern at the agency."- she paused.

"That's Shirley, by the way. She's consulting with us on UX for the system. Brilliant mind." Their gazes followed. One of them raised an eyebrow. "You always surround yourself with smart people. Keeps you ahead." I just nodded, watching Shirley for a second longer than I meant to. She was standing by the far wall, talking softly to Abby. Her dress was simple but elegant, dark green velvet that brought out the warmth in her eyes. She had a way of making any room feel smaller just by being in it. The host's voice cut through the music. "Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the man behind tonight's big reveal—William Carter."

“Sir, you can’t be in here.” “Where is Leah!” I snapped. There was an alarm that started going off with a flashing light above one of the cubicles right where we were. The doctor rushed to it, and I followed him. I stopped dead at the entrance as he pulled the curtain back. I saw her lying there covered in blood, and it felt like my heart had stopped. A lump formed in my throat. There were nurses and doctors all around her fixing wires and tubes for her. I saw the heartrate monitor crashing.

Chapter 01 Lost in Thought Scarlett’s POV I’m sitting in my office with my feet propped up on my desk, breathing in the rich scent of my chair’s dark brown leather upholstery and tapping my pen on my teeth in my slightly open mouth when I hear my Beta practically yelling at me.