Getting Real Emma Chase 소설 & 이야기

"Call the cops? Go ahead." I pulled out my phone and handed it to him. "You have me arrested, and the whole city instantly finds out Cassandra ditched her marriage and hired a body double." "The great heir to the Sinclair Group, played for a fool by a knockoff this whole time." "I've even got the headline ready: 'SHOCKER: Billionaire Heir Falls Victim to Body-Double Honey Trap. Is This the Twisting of Human Nature, or the Collapse of All Morality?!'" Julian took a deep breath, the vein on his forehead twitching.

He shoved the sickening lump aside and focused on Brianne. “Sounds like my kind of party, I can’t wait to see you again, it’s been far too long, Jakey baby.” She once again purred down the line, and he could almost picture her getting wet for him. Girls were too damn easy, maybe that’s why he had fallen hard for Emma. She had been the first real challenge to come along in a very long time, the first woman to not drop her panties at the first smile. The first girl that had made him feel something for her that wasn’t just lust.

“Emma, this is the famous uncle Ash whom we speak to every other day. Say hello to him.” “Good day Uncle Ash!” Emma greeted. Ash responded to her greeting by carrying her high up and spinning her around. That erupted a sweet and musical laughter from the little girl. Nelly smiled, it was good that Emma loved Ash before and after seeing him, now, her heart could be at rest. She couldn't imagine her daughter not liking her best friend. “But wait, Ash. How did you know I was back in the country?” “Well, that's because we have the paparazzi. Look!” Ash showed Nelly her picture and the news that was released by the press. Nelly frowned and sighed.

She glared at the perpetrator. It was her mother-in-law, Ayem Randall, the bane of her marriage with Shane. The middle-aged woman stood there, hands on her hips, breathing fire like a dragon. Ayem always did her make-up excessively and her hair, styled like a nest on her head, was her fashion statement. Immediately, Alissa stood up and lowered her head in respect. She let out, wiping the pie with a tissue, "Mother, you___" "Stop!" Ayem yelled, her nose flaring and holding up her hand. "Alissa, stop. I hate lies!" she spat angrily.

, she explodes the bomb other Elena and she was slapped hard with the real fact. She quickly averts her gaze to find Shawn not wearing their engagement ring in real and her mouth hung low. "Excuse me...", Emma snaps her fingers near her and she turns to look at Emma again. "About dressing up like a slut and seducing him... then let me give you a reality check", she muses and Elena's brows wriggled.

He is mine and why would I allow you to touch him, with those cursed hands of yours? You may be an age-long friend of my other half but trust me when I say we do have a common enemy when it comes to what we love and that is Chase Lobswell, so unless you want to die, your eyes should never meet his for you won't be this fortunate the next time”’ Emma led Keeper go. Her beautiful gown was now wrinkled and crushed. Emma walks up to Chase, kissing him so hard on the lips alongside the shadows. Something about the three of them all together made him hard.

Chapter 77 [ Emily ] She was inside her room with Mason playing on the bed. She was informed went to France to arrange the funeral for Matthew's mom. It's such a sad thing , Matthew wouldn't be able to see his mom again. Emily was scared of staying here but it looks like she doesn't have any choice now , she hasn't gotten her revenge and Cherly was still doing well. The thing is that Cherly is going to be starring In a movie as the second female lead.

"The press room is packed. Every major sports outlet, business press, local stations. And social media is already buzzing—someone leaked." "Jack," Alek muttered. "Doesn't matter." Emma squared her shoulders. "I'm ready." "That's my girl." Franklin offered his arm. "Let's go make history." As they prepared to enter the press room, Emma caught Alek's eye over her grandfather's shoulder. He gave her a subtle nod that contained volumes—pride, support, and something deeper that made her heart race despite the circumstances. The doors opened, and camera flashes erupted like lightning. Emma Mitchell stepped forward to claim her place—not as Jack Reynolds' wife or Franklin Mitchell's granddaughter,

"Uh, oh… sorry about that. I didn't realize that you had a mate. And it’s Nix, that’s unbelievable. Sorry and congratulations to both of you." I accepted his apology. "No worries. No harm done." The girl shook her head at his denseness. "I'm Chloe, and this is Greg and Soren." Greg shook my hand. "If you didn't pick it up, Chloe is my mate." I said, "Yes, I noticed." I tilted my head as I examined Soren. "And your mate is Cassie from the library, right? I met her earlier today, she seems nice." Soren shook his head. "No, I haven't met my mate yet."

She simply sat there, arms crossed, expression unreadable. “Took you long enough to confess,” she said quietly. The room tilted. Confess? I stared at her, stunned. “How long have you—” “How long have I known?” she cut in. “The real question is—” She lifted her phone and dropped it on the table. The screen lit up. My stomach dropped. It was Emma. Emma in that stunning pink dress from the staff event, smiling shyly at someone off camera. It went viral with thousands of retweets and thousands of comments.