Emily Towles Romane & Geschichten

“Rough meeting?” I let out a humorless laugh. “Define rough.” He smiled faintly, then glanced at the closed door behind me. “If this is about Emily—” “Emily?” “The woman you saw in there,” Theo explained, hands in his pockets. “She manages one of Ryan’s companies in Nashville. Strong numbers. She flew in to give a quarterly report.” “Oh.” Relief hit me so hard I swayed. I actually had to grab the railing of the staircase beside us just to stay upright.

“What do you have to say about that Alan?” Lincoln blinked and glanced at Chloe who had her eyes trained on Emma in amazement. She was simply amazing and brilliant…..who would have thought to check the only supermarket that sold such expensive product. Now he understood why she asked them to take everything down to hair samples when they first arrested the man. Alan Baker gulped at the ferocity in Emma’s eyes. Other than his boss he had never met a woman so young, confident and bloody clever. She was going to blow his cover if she went on with her questions.

Daring for Emily of before, but not to daring for Em of Two Way Street. She almost felt as if she had been split into two people – Emily, and Em. The shy romance writer, and the stage presence. If she felt that she had become two people, which one was it that Owen found desirable? He had broken his engagement to Emily because she was too beige. Em was anything but in her overtight skimpy clothing and wigs. But she didn’t want him to love Em, because that persona did not feel like the true her. She wanted Owen to love Emily.

I said to him as his smile turned into a frown. “What?” “You are not joking? Are they twins?” Lionel asked as I nodded my head, “Yes they are twins. Emelia is an architect” I said to him as he frowned. “This is her. Isn’t she beautiful?” Emma showed them a picture of Emelia as I swallowed hard. ‘This is her? No way!” Michael was the one who responded as I looked at him. “Do you know her?” I asked him as he nodded his head. “How?”

‎ ‎And Emily Vale, unwillingly, was its first piece. ‎

she said indirectly to Emily before taking a bite of her sandwich. Emily was a former cheering squad leader at the university and graduated three years ago; that’s why she was famous there. Tyron was impressed with the woman because she finished schooling with self-support. In terms of ability and achievement, she has nothing against the woman. But she doubted that Emily graduated because of her intelligence and scholarships.

The SAME husband who’d told her he was swamped with work and hadn’t been home for two days was now standing in front of her, demanding to know why she was here? Emily calmly set down her utensils, dabbed the corner of her mouth with her napkin, and glanced at him—and at the woman standing behind him... Amelia. Amelia’s right hand was wrapped in thick bandages, crossing over her palm. “I’m having dinner with a colleague,” Emily said without getting up, her tone cool and unhurried. “This is Theo, my colleague.” Then she turned to Theo. “This is my husband, Aaron.” Theo stood and offered his hand politely. “We’ve met.”

Lucy said. She? “ She? Who is it Lucy?” Liam says as he tries to rack his brain. It can’t be Hailey, she wasn’t in Canada. So who? Apart from his mother and his sister, Hailey, he didn’t have much women in his life. “ It’s Emilia Peyton sir and she’s already here. Do I send her in now or later, although I doubt she’ll want to wait.” Lucy says. Liam is in shock for about ten seconds, reason being that he never imagined that Emilia would come to see him. It was still too early.

Once married to a famous British movie star, Croft had taken up the party girl life and retired to her yacht. Emily pulled out her phone. Let’s see what she has to say about Ace. Emily entered the number. “Hello? Who is this?” a woman with a low throaty voice and a British accent answered. “Hello. My name is Emily Lyre, and I’m calling about Ace Hollany Is this Taylor Croft?”

"Wait for me. I want to check on Ms. Lucy too." Tobias stopped in his tracks and looked at her. "Is Lucy your mentor?" Emily nodded. "Yeah, I thought I made it clear earlier. I'm such a good mentee. You have no choice but to accept me." Tobias frowned slightly. "You're a cadet from the police academy. How did you become Lucy's mentee? As far as I know, she doesn't have connections to the police force." "W-Well…" Emily stuttered, acting shifty as she avoided making eye contact.