Novel & Cerita Elizabeth Zott Real

Chapter 23: Dark Secrets Elizabeth stared at him presumptuously and annoyed that he had stayed. "How dare you?" she asked, continuing to dry her hair with the towel. "You ask the same questions so irritatingly. Why not tell me why you need that data? I'm curious. What have you been up to?" he asked. "It's nothing much. Have you heard of Miss Zany Bay?" she asked, raising her eyebrows. "Every self-respecting businessman knows that woman. She's becoming well-known without even showing her face."

said the man in front of me. "Elton .. language please ..." said madam. "You're all off limits to Zella. She's studying to become a flight attendant. You boy are not allowed to flirt her. I don't want you to distract her, maybe you'll be the reason for Zella's downfall..." madam warned them. Madam really makes my heart flutter. So I am really indebted to this family. "Seriously, she's really a flight attendant. Maybe you have a lot of suitors ..." he grinned. "By the way, I'm Elton ..." he held out his hand and winked at me.

Elizabeth jogged the first few rounds in her usual fast pace, but when it was the last lap, she accelerated so fast that even Wendy and Jane couldn't see her move but just felt her swish past them. And once again, Elizabeth was there at the finish line, sweating the bare minimum. It's like she did this every day, and it wasn't even worth breaking a sweat, which was.... true. "Compete with me." She heard a voice speak from behind her. Elizabeth wasn't short at all, rather she was very tall at the height of 179cm, taller than Iris and Anya, even though the other two were tall as well but she could feel the person beside her to be taller at maybe 186cm if not more and it was a man.

“I think she’s been setting us up.” “For what?” “Leverage,” Isla whispered. “Or a fall.” We stared at each other, unspoken fear passing between us like a current. I took her hand. “Then we deal with this. Together.” She nodded. “But I need to talk to someone first.” That someone turned out to be Judith. And what Judith told us blew the lid off everything. Elizabeth Monroe wasn’t her real name. She was using an alias. Real name: Celina Roth, a former business rival of Isla’s father from years ago. Fired for embezzlement. Disgraced. Rumored to have vanished overseas.

"Of course, of course. I just thought—" "Edward!" A female voice cut him off. "It's been ages!" I froze at the sound. A voice that had once belonged to my best friend. A voice I now associated with betrayal and humiliation. Elise approached, stunning in a navy ensemble that screamed successful executive. Her professional smile faltered slightly when she noticed me standing beside Edward. "Zoey. What… a surprise to see you here." "I work here," I replied simply. "Elise is leading the Elite PR team for this event," Edward explained—as if I needed clarification. "They're coordinating several wineries, including Kensington."

she bemoaned, as she tried to suck in her tears. “The lady you are talking about is the CEO of ZOELVA? Zoe Oliver?!” Justine’s eyes widened, her face turning pale.

I'm so done with people thinking that all the things I have achieved are because of my background and that my career is going smoothly because I am the daughter of Arielle and Lincoln Zobel. "Cheers to the JDLI and CIC partnership!" It was James. "Cheers!" Everyone looks so happy. The event was successful. All of us were looking forward to the new partnership. "I have good news for everyone," Ellie said. Everyone turns to her with great anticipation. "I just called Luther from ZGC, they will have their very first Zobel Mall here in the US. He wants us to do the project!" She announced. "Woah!" Everyone shouted and clapped their hands.

Then what happened? At Chad's praise, Elizabeth flashed a tight smile. Shifting on her legs, she tucked a strand behind her ear. "I- I needed a good photographer who knew me and my way of work. And Chad knew it really well. So I contacted him for the post. And then one of your ad films caught my eye," she said. "Uh, please take a seat. Let's discuss the job." Nodding, I took a chair. Why did Elizabeth, the famous designer of the city, suddenly become so generous to me?

He asked the person beside him, “Where is she? Did she not come?" "She should be coming. Dr. Z accepted the invitation card. When I asked if they would be coming, Dr. Z said..." "What? What did Dr. Z say?" "Dr. Z said...yes, and that she’d be coming to hook up with a rich guy..." The veins on Otto's forehead bulged. If he had not looked into it and found that Zoelle was the elusive Dr. Z, he would never have believed that Dr. Z was a woman. Ophelia walked over and followed his gaze. "Are you looking for someone?"

She dramatically pulled Zoe to her front, both of them smiling sheepishly, their earlier fury folded away neatly behind a thin veneer charm. Elizabeth watched the whole display with utter disdain, her arms crossing tightly over her chest as she took in the two women fawning shamelessly in front of her son, clearly more embarrassed by their transparency than by anything else that had happened that night. 'He's so hot!' Zoe whispered inside her, admiring Oliver openly now that she stood close enough to study the sharp line of his jaw, the easy strength carried in his shoulders. 'That face. That body. Total upgrade from Cornell. Maybe I should marry him instead. After all, he's the real head of