Author Susan Ee 소설 & 이야기

Susan arrived at Hawthorne Corporation fifteen minutes early. She liked the stillness before the building woke up. The marble floors reflected the ceiling lights like polished ice. Security nodded at her as she passed. Her badge clicked softly against her blazer as she walked. She dropped her bag, powered up her terminal, and pulled up the overnight logs she’d flagged before leaving the day prior. Susan leaned forward, fingers flying across the keyboard as she ran a simulation. The result confirmed what she already knew. She compiled the findings into a concise report and sent it to Adrian.

“Girl please. You took them alone. You defeated five people.” A short woman wearing a red suit approached us, a smile on her face. “Jeez, it seems you still have fans. Come catch us at the coffee shop later okay?” Romeo said. I watched him walk away then turned to the woman. “Hello.” “Hi,” her lips stretched wider. “My name is Susan,” she continued. “I am from the Kill-Drive Academy.” “Susan,” I shook her hand. “I'm not sure I have heard about your academy before.”

Elliot I watched Susan from across the office, her laughter floating through the open space like a melody designed to drive me insane. She was with Manuel Fernandez, again. His hand hovered just a little too close to her lower back as he pointed something out on her laptop screen, his eyes glued to her like she was the only thing worth seeing in the entire goddamn building. It was infuriating.

Susan said bringing out a folder “ We are going to deliver , and our work is neat and original materials are used . We don't use counterfeit” Dan said smiling “ But that's not what I heard , we compared your work to others , you paid someone to put your name on the list.” Susan said making Dan pale How did they find out .” It wasn't given as a bribe .” Dan said immediately “ Then what? , If I may ask .” Susan said “ We have the list of all your bad deeds, you did your wife's burial last month and you are already flaunting your love with her best friend. Were you cheating on her before?.” Susan asked

Judging from his expression, she was sure he already suspected something about her. Her only option now was to make him doubt that suspicion. She had to make sure she gave off no hint of being Ariana. A short while later, Evelyn took the initiative to bring up Ariana's name. "Brian, don't you think that Susan looks a lot like Ariana?" Actually, everyone who wasn't blind could see that the new executive director, Susan, closely resembled Ariana. They looked nearly identical. Their only difference was their vibe. Susan's features looked more polished. She had the kind of breathtaking beauty one noticed the instant one saw her.

she repeated, turning to Astor. He nodded stiffly, avoiding her gaze. “For now.” Susan’s smirk deepened as she turned on her heel, striding down the hallway. “Smart choice,” she called over her shoulder. --- Downstairs, Brandon was reviewing security footage in the monitoring room when Elena entered with a tray of coffee. “Still keeping an eye on Susan?” Elena asked, setting the tray down. Brandon nodded, his eyes glued to the screen. “I don’t trust her. She’s too smug, like she knows something we don’t.”

Aciel let out a bead of sweat that trickled down his face after he finished arguing heavily with his new client from Brazil. Susan who was his secretary immediately gave a tissue to Aciel to wipe the sweat beads that felt sticky on his forehead and nape "Thank you." Aciel said sincerely with a faint smile that only Aciel would give to the middle-aged woman. Susan was the secretary who worked for him many years ago. Her dedication to the company can be said to be large enough to make Aciel feel reluctant to the woman, because apart from being his secretary, Susan has also been considered like his own mother because she likes to give such advice for the good of her life with Eden.

I got inside and carted off my belongings. I'm Susan Theodore, a human girl, who was blessed with the gift of prophecy in the town of Kansas. It was believed that everyone who was born with this gift is possessed by a demon including me. So my parents decide to sell me out to Father Antoine of the Catholic Church when they find out I have this gift of prophesying. I remember telling them about a vision I had which is related to a woman in the next villa close to us and that's how they found out about my gift.

A contemptuous glance at Richeal Yill, Susan snorted coldly, and said, "Is Miss Ye questioning the evaluation of the organizer?" After a pause, Susan said with a cool eye: "If Miss Ye doesn't recognize the result, you can go to the organizer to complain. I think maybe the organizer wants to hear your opinion very much." "You..." Richeal Yill suddenly choked. How dare she go to the organizer? She doesn't have any evidence in her hand. Besides, even if she has evidence, it's useless to find the organizer. Looking at Richeal Yill being choked, Susan said, "You dare not."

It was really insane as I recalled the event that morning. "Good morning father!" Sacha came to the door prancing in her black stilettos and green dress that came short to her knees. She kissed the elder on the cheek and situated herself in the vacant chair in front of Yulian. "Good morning to you too, son," she greeted Yulian who gave her a slight nod then her eyes hovered to mine. "Well, hello there darling! Aren't you a pretty little for the morning?" Her voice sounded so fake it made me want to puke on my spot. But I learned a thing or two from the last occasions not to ponder on the things she says.