Emma Watson Partner Novels & Stories

*********** It was noon and I was tending to some documents in my office when my secretary,James barged into my office. "Boss,you need to see this." I frowned."See what?" "It's your wife." He brought the iPad in front of me and my jaw dropped to at what I saw. The headlines read… "The Watson's family finally unveils the heiress." The heiress was no other than Cora! So she was a Watson?! She told me her last name was Hudges. I kept staring at the picture wanting to make sure that my eyes weren't deceiving me. I swiped through the news reading more information about it and it was really true.

Staring at him with pride and Ace nodded in affirmation. “You’re a partner at a firm, aren’t you? I read how much you worked on your sister-in-law’s case.” Mr Waltson asked and Liv nodded in confirmation, swallowing her food. “An ambitious and extremely determined lady for my son who is successful and hardworking..isn’t that a problem?” Mrs Waltson asked with her eyes glued to the fork and knife she was using on a steak, making me frown and I heard Mrs Scott audibly sigh. I couldn’t help at glance at Zoey yet again and this time I asked, “Everything okay?” And she looked up and smiled tightly and nodded, placing her phone screen down to the table.

“Jude says you both are blowing him away at the internship. I’m to understand you’re not only partners but dating?” “That’s right,” I nodded. “We work really well together in all aspects.” “Lucky man, Nathaniel.” “I really am.” Nathaniel smiled. Oh this was going so well! Both Nathaniel and I were impressing them. “Yes, I believe Willow and Nahtaniel will change this industry completely. They’re both absolutely brilliant. Do you know who their sister is?” Jude asked. The men shook their heads. “Scarlett Watson-Wrenford.” “You don’t say!”

Edward greeted the woman. Shiela fell silent, afraid she might soil Aunt Margarette's elegant clothes. Aunt Margarette held a high position at La Cresta, she's Mr. Gold's right hand. Her position was even higher than Aunt Nadia, the one Shiela worked for. “Where's your car? Oh, did you crash? Oh, dear, I'm so sorry, the roads are slippery here," Aunt Margarette apologized, seeing the state of Edward's car. She immediately approached it and called for staff to fix it.

, i answered, finally deciding to just go get the damned basket instead of struggling with all these groceries. "As you know project M is highly profitable but it also comes with a huge capital and some high risks - so I suggest that we find partnerships "- she continued. " Yes,i know all that. Then go ahead with your plans then". I just couldn't understand why she would call me if she already had a plan up her sleeves. Unless........ " I'm already on it. The issue is......... none of the other construction companies are willing to partner with us, except one ". I pressed my lips in a thin line - just as i had predicted,we were having some turbulence.

“The monster who claimed your sister’s life was also a Vampire.” Unable to hold back her tears anymore, Watson began to sob, covering her face with her hands in an attempt to keep up her unbreakable façade. Andrew plucked some tissues from a box on the end table and handed them to her, sitting next to her on the couch and patting her on the back as he said, “It’ll be all right, detective. We’ll get the guys who did this to your partner.” After a moment, Watson pulled herself together and said, “I’m so sorry. I’m not usually so emotional.”

Breaking News: "Oindrila Watson, the heiress of the Watson Group, was spotted leaving a bar late last night with an unidentified man." The anchor’s voice rang through the room. "Both of them looked drunk and far too intimate for mere friends, when they came out of the bar together. The couple hurriedly left in a car when they saw the paparazzi." A video footage of a drunk couple exiting and getting into a car played on the screen. "Not only she is one of the heiresses of the Watson Group but she is also the wife of the richest businessman of the country Mr. Andreas King." the anchor continued. "Is she cheating on her husband?"

"You look beautiful. How are you feeling?" "Tired," I said honestly. "It's been a long few days." "I know. But we're going to fix everything." He gestured to the conference table where two women sat with laptops and legal pads. "This is Jennifer Martinez, the attorney I told you about. And Maria Patel, my chief financial analyst." Maria Patel. The same last name as the person Sebastian had emailed seven years ago. Ethan Patel. Was it the same person? A relative? I shook hands with both women, studying their faces for any sign they knew I was suspicious. But they just smiled professionally and invited me to sit.

She agrees, but we need someone who knows his inner circle to validate," I thought for a moment. "There is one," I said. "Carl Watkins. He worked as a personal assistant to Ethan before disappearing." Cassie addressed me. "How did she disappear?" I hesitated. "The last I heard, he left the country. But he warned me to watch out for my back before he left. I didn't." Cassie sat across from me, scowling. "Can we locate "If he's alive," I stated darkly. "Ethan's arm is long."