Emma Watson X Romane & Geschichten

He looked less intimidating and well, more gentle. She ran to Alexander without hesitation. Meanwhile, I stayed where I was and watched them in silence. Then Charlotte’s gaze shifted to me. Her smile grew curious. “And who is she?” she asked. Before I could respond, Zac walked beside her. “Charlotte, this is Emma Webber. The Moon Healer.” Her eyes widened at once. “The Moon Healer? I mean, the hero of Medcare Pharma?” “Yep, she’s the one,” Zac answered. I was unsure of what else to say so I gave her a nod and a light smile instead. Charlotte’s excitement was clear.

" But we'll be back by next year, " " Just going to spend summer and winter there. Heard it's a really nice place. And you must be Luna, Belvedere's girlfriend. I'm Emma, Ginevra's college friend. "College friend? Evra can't still be in college, right? Maybe she meant friend from college. " It's nice meeting you, Emma, "I say, returning the kind smile and she grins, " You're really pretty, Luna. Can I have a snap before we go?" A snap?

The other reporter paused and the first reporter took over. "But Steven knew very well that it's going to end one day and realized that he needed a back up. And guess who is the perfect back up for him?! Exactly! Samantha Watson, one of the heirs of the Watson family and the Victoria secret angel!" The other reporter said which was more like a bomb dropped on the Watson family. "He made a perfect plan to use Samantha Watson's name and connection along with her family connections to get benefits in his business. Such a perfect plan he had made there but too bad that he messed up with Mr King and Mr King messed up with his life." The reporter said and everyone went silent.

" After Cathelina Bright went out, Amy Waltson went back to the desk and sat down. She exhaled. Since the second sister-in-law is okay, why... does she treat Eason like this... She really couldn't figure it out. After Luna returned, Wills Watson called in the study to discuss business affairs. She went upstairs first, and when she came out of the shower, Wills Watson had already returned to the room. Luna sat in front of the mirror, rubbing skin care products and asked: "You are finished." "It's over, but it's just a matter of determining a contract. It's all trivial. How's Amy going?"

Nick dismissed Maverick with his finger motion and then opened the file. Name: Emma Watson Age: 26 years Education: Normal academic education with top grades. Family background: A single child of her parents and currently living alone in New York. Nick read it all and called Maverick in his office. “What happened?” Asked Maverick by entering Nick's office. “Are you sure that you got all her information?” Asked Nick, getting suspicious. “Yes, that's what our private investigator gave us.” Replied Maverick, feeling it totally normal. “Maverick, this is either fake or incomplete.” Replied Nick with confidence in his tone.

Shyane was not a bulky man, but he wasn’t scrawny either, and Emma… Well, she wasn’t a muscled-up woman either so overpowering a man twice her build seemed like a superwoman move on her part. “Mr. Watson, you wanted me to apologize for breaking a limited-edition Cartier, but did your Fiancé apologize to me for not only touching my watch without my permission but also breaking it?” Twisting his hand with every word, he screamed in pain and tried to break free but Emma’s grip turned out to be a lot more firm than it seemed. “You bastard! Let go of my son!” “Madam Watson, I would advise you to speak cautiously when speaking about my sister.”

“And your... personal relationship with Ms. Watson?” There it was. The elephant in the room. Emma. She’d become more than a scandalous headline or a mysterious link to Moreau’s takedown. She was at the center of it all. The one person who had stood beside me when the walls came crashing down—and somehow, despite the danger, despite the fallout, she stayed. I met Leonard’s gaze directly. “Emma Watson is not a liability. She’s part of the reason we survived this. Anyone who sees her presence as a threat can find the door.”

Only one woman in their department garnered equal parts respect to be recognized as a superior and discourtesy to be badmouthed freely. “Oh, you didn’t know?” Ava said softly. “It’s Chief Carson. Oh, this is such a hard thing to discuss, you know,” she clutched a hand over her chest as though grief had taken over it. “She’s not equipped to bear a pup. She was married once, but her mate broke it up because of that. I can’t imagine how hard it is not being able to fulfill the duties of an Omega.” She shook her head, looking compassionate.

Not one that has to do with Carl apparently hitting on your wife, and your wife enjoying the attention. “Nope. You did a great job, Miss Connors. I’m still not a hundred percent sure on investing.” Mr. Watkins stared at Carl and then darted his eyes to his wife. “You must be Mrs. Watkins!” Mandy held out her hand and smiled at the dark-haired, petite and yet well-busted woman beside her boss. “I’m Mandy, Mr. Salvo’s assistant.” “Hello.” The woman’s eyes ran down Mandy’s figure and then back up. She smiled smugly, obviously assured Mandy wasn’t Carl’s type. “I’m Tara Watkins.”

I started putting things into the fridge, but couldn't help sneaking a glance toward the kitchen. The door was shut, and Mom was whispering on the phone, looking seriously stressed. I couldn't hear a thing, but her expression said plenty. All I could think about was her convo earlier with Mr. Swift. He called Zendaya by name-or rather, Grandma-and she called him "Mr. Swift"... Seriously? Mom and Mr. Swift... what even is going on here? Please let it not be one of those crazy soap opera situations. ***** Third Person's POV In the kitchen, Emma Watson gripped her phone so hard her knuckles were white. "Mom, I saw Theodore at Whole Foods. He couldn't stop staring at Seraphina-I swear, he knows