Novel & Cerita Charlotte Isabella

I searched everywhere for him , after a fruitless search,I received a text from a strange number, the text that kept me wanting more ! " Hey charlotte, you're a sweet girl , sweet in every sense , body and soul . I'm sorry to have disappeared the way I did but that's what's best for you, don't bother looking for me . Bye." I was heartbroken but I thought all he needed was a little push and persuasion. Determined to get the man I loved , I begun searching for anything I could find about him ,it wasn't hard finding out he was the rich , powerful CEO of LLB and he was one of sanctos three adopted sons . Nothing else was says about his original family .

Charlotte sobbed, her nose red. "Come here, Miss Charlotte." Queen Evelyn spread her arms wide, carving a friendly smile on her face. "But I don't dare to do it. I'm just an ordinary girl," Charlotte replied, her head lowered. "It does not matter. I can't possibly behead a woman who will become a royal woman one day," Queen Evelyn said softly. “In that case, sorry for my impudence.” Charlotte raised her body slowly, stepping gracefully towards the Queen. Her slender body was allowed to be embraced warmly and lovingly by the Queen who was known to be friendly among the people.

"Yes. I've heard of these people. They say magic rumours around these lands and not any ordinary person goes through here." "People hate what they fear. This land is owned by your late father and it's ran by a lady who goes by the name Maggot Cicero. Though she only met with your father and not with anyone else." "What are we to see around these lands then?" "Your welcome. My name is Janet " greeted a young lady who approached us anonymously. "The mistress is ready to have a word with you miss Lyle." She said having me worried to my feet for the fact that she knew who I was and named me out with my title.

They’re acting weird. “I’m sorry but … you have a granddaughter who is looking for the love of a Grandfather. Maybe Nica first... Nica is your own Granddaughter, she always tells me that she wants to have a Grandpa who will be called Grandpa ” I said calmly. They were both stunned. I saw Nica looking at me. She was crying again. “Mary … I stand. “Mr. Harold, I’m really sorry. If you want to visit my Grandparents their grave is in Santo Dominggo” I said and bowed before leaving.

I warn her. "How dare you to call our King by his given name" she raises her hand to hit me. Li blocks her. "You are making a very big mistake Catherine. She doesn't need another maid" a smile comes to my face at the maid comment. Wait, Catherine? Is she not the sister of Max? But they seem to be opposites. Max is polite, friendly, and warm. She is snobby and arrogant. But they both still have one thing in common. They both like Darius. I think she likes him, a little too much.

He didn't want to go her wrong impression about him! Chantelle sat down on the bed, still processing what had just happened. It was a strange mix of emotions - embarrassment, gratitude, and relief. But the thing that stood out to her the most was the sense of safety and comfort she felt around Delcan. It was a feeling she hadn't experienced in a long time, and she savored it. She knew that she was on the path to healing, and Delcan was helping her every step of the way.

She pretended to her friends and family that she was fine, 365 days had gone by and it was a long time for her to feel better. Now she was beautifully dressed with a flowery headband, ready to attend the wedding. No matter what, she had to move on and not wait on Caleb. “You look so beautiful, I have got a good choice,” Chloe said happily as she picked the dress, Emma smiled before staring at herself in the mirror. She was indeed beautiful. Lincoln walked in with Elaine, they both dressed beautifully as well and had happy smiles. “Where is Kitty? Kitty was Lincoln and Elaine's one-year-old daughter, she was so adorable and loves keeping Emma company.

Third point of view... Charity seems to be torn apart when she finds out that she is pregnant. She didn't know what to do, she couldn't contact Leo anymore. She hid the pregnancy test she was holding and then she left the bathroom. She came out of her room and saw her aunt Olivia sitting on the sofa. "Oh, Charity, don't you feel good?" Her aunt Olivia asked her worriedly. She just shook her head at her aunt and then sat in front of her.

Now she was the richest woman in New York. Charlotte’s voice trembled. “What does this mean for us?” Adrian stared blankly at the TV. “It means I just divorced the richest woman in New York.” *** Evelyn’s POV After she left, I lay down, but my phone buzzed. Unknown number. “Hello?” Breathing. Then a voice—cold, familiar. “Evelyn?” My blood ran cold. “Charlotte.” “So it’s true,” she hissed. “You ran off and rebranded yourself as some princess.”