Hailee Steinfeld 2023 の小説・ストーリー

I have my future all set up brightly in Niel's hand,' Haylee murmured bitterly inside her heart while posing beautifully with her hand holding a glass of champagne. "Gosh, you look like some kind of celebrity in these pictures," Niel commented while scanning back all the pictures of her. Haylee went over to him and he showed his phone to her. "Post that one and that one. No no. The other two next," she boldly told him which pictures to post to his Instagr*m instead. Niel turned his face to her and gave her a smirk. "You're finally getting into the mood, huh?" He asked rhetorically. Then, he posted the pictures she chose previously.

Ever since my identity as Hailey May Collins got out, I no longer bother to dress up as Felisha during my photoshoots. The hassle of wearing a wig and thick makeup to hide my identity is just a hassle, especially since the secret is already out. Romeo is still doing the shoot with me, just like he said he would, until his contract with the company ends. “I heard that you are going to attend the winter dance with Xander and that the great Hailey May Collins asked him to the dance herself.” The moment the last shot of our photo is taken, Romeo decides to bring up the topic.

"Rapha, did my canvas really make it? I mean, to the actual finals? This feels completely unreal to my wolf!" A sharp grin tugs at the corners of my lips as I give him a reassuring nod. "You did it, Hailee. Your name is officially a finalist in the Stany Competition." "But how could that even happen?" Hailee asks, his voice shaking with absolute doubt. "I am nothing more than a border stray who taught himself everything in the woods!"

Hailey grumbled, coming into the kitchen. “You were supposed to help us out,” I say, looking at her. She sighed. “I’m tired; Rosie is glued on my hips all day,” she says, showing me the vomit on her clothes. I laughed. Hailey is a 19-year-old and is in her first year in college studying business, and on the side she is also a model. She’s quite famous, and I am happy to see her grow. She is a reflection of me; the only difference is she’s happy and rich. While I was her age, I was suffering. Anyways, we are all proud of our model superstar.

she teased, taking the dress from his hands. Cassian had chosen a stylish, yet playful outfit for Hailey. The dress was a short, cute skirt that flared out slightly, ending just above her knees. It had a soft, pastel color with delicate floral patterns, perfect for a casual yet charming dinner look. The sleeveless top had a sweetheart neckline, which added a subtle hint of elegance to her outfit. Paired with it were flat sandals, designed with straps that wrapped delicately around her calves, giving a relaxed but chic vibe.

He has even been taking turns with me when taking care of Zoey last night. “Oh… does it hurt?” I heard Hailee say, we met in a hallway on my way back to Melisa’s room. She looks so proud, why wouldn't she, she is a staple of beauty to many and now is the future wife to Clayton Beckett. “Miss Leech, how have you been?” I say politely. “Oh, shut up, Kaleah Huxley, you think having his family’s approval means you can steal Clayton’s heart? How absurd, all I had to do was tell him how you are a newly orphan and worst illegal immigrant,”

They held hands and stepped into the venue together with reporters following them around crazily. Soon a Ferrari drove into the venue, as a bodyguard rushed to the backseat door, opening it wide. As a pair of expensive golden heels stepped out, making everyone pause to look at the person's identity. Hailey alighted from the car looking beautiful in her long red gown that was exposing her cleavage, and was accentuating her feminine curves. "Isn't that Smith Hale's ex wife," A reporter said. Louds gasps, and screams filled the air as Hailey stole the spotlight together with Malia in her short green gown that was highlighting her feminine curves. Everyone ignored Smith and Linda and concentrate

The worried voice came through, making Hailey frown. “What’s wrong? Everything okay?” “Do you have access to the TV? Check the news.” Hailey rose to her feet, went to the entertaining area of her office, picked up the remote, and turned on the TV. She switched in the station to the news and her heart fell at the headlines and the video that played on the screen. Painful tears welled her eyes. up It was boldly written on the headline that ‘Famous Billionaire, Cole Matthis, is being arrested for Assault and Attempted Murder against his pregnant Fiancee, Vanessa Summers.

She didn’t talk much as I looked her over… Though, she avoided eye contact. “Here’s a cloth to cover up with. Your sister is waiting for you in Jamira’s bedroom. Theodore will be back soon with clothes.” She shook her head okay, and went to the room, only saying thank you before she left. I went down the stairs again… Ready for the last child. I was surprised by what I saw though. “Do you think Layla will keep us? I want to prove to her we are useful. That we can help.” Tempest was talking to Jamira. I slid against the wall, hoping they did not hear me.

So Haley did the only thing that made sense. She went live. "Haley," Katherine said through comms with the deadly calm of someone managing seventeen disasters and adding an eighteenth to a spreadsheet, "explain why I am seeing your face on every public channel." Haley adjusted the cracked phone camera, wiped blood from her cheek, and smiled at two billion, four hundred million viewers. "Because myth feeds on recognition, and I am about to ruin its branding." Aaliyah made a sound like a woman watching arson become art. "I support this felony."