Kimberly Vance の小説・ストーリー

Kimberly barely made it three steps inside before that familiar voice she knew too well asked, “Where have you been? I've been waiting!” Vanessa. Of course it was always Vanessa. She stormed toward them with her tablet in hand, headset on, her black blazer sharp enough to bruise someone's skin if made contact with. Her eyes dragged over Kimberly from head to toe. “I like that glowing face,” she said without even holding it back. “Make sure to keep it that way, especially for tomorrow.” “You're in for it.” Cindy's lips curved to a corner as she leaned in and whispered to Kimberly. Kimberly snorted. “Thanks for the reminder.”

’ she said and handed the card to Kimberly before leaving. Kimberly sighed and stared at Brad who had a happy look, did she deprive him of happiness? ‘Who do we have here?’ a lady’s voice echoed from the other side, Kimberly stared at the lady dressed in a short yellow flowery gown and heels, she walked towards her with a girl of about 5 years. ‘Kimberly Parker’ Jesse called with a smile as he never expected to see Kimberly at such an expensive shop. Kimberly stared at her and then decided to ignore her.

Oliver rubs Nova’s back. Lexington makes a tight smile and holds Kimberly to him. “We await your call,” Hank says. Everyone nods and hangs up. “You do know how I feel,” Kimberly looks at his face. “Almost. Vivan was killed in battle, Marissa will die in front of you,” Lexington holds her. “No, I won’t watch. I’ll be in our room,” Kimberly kisses him and stands up. “I don’t have a sister.” Lexington smiles and nod. Lexington watches Kimberly go into their bedroom.

Kimberly raised an eyebrow, crossed her arms, and smiled mockingly as she uttered a truth only they knew, "Are you?" Considering the crowd, she wanted to say more but decided not to engage further. She pulled a credit card from her bag and handed it to the chosen male escort, "Sorry, let's call it off for tonight." Seeing the cancellation, the escort seemed eager to speak but, intimidated by Steven, hesitantly accepted the card from her delicate fingers. Kimberly, her back straight, walked out without looking back, her high heels sparkling under the bright lights. As she changed her shoes in the parking garage, Steven caught up to her, his expression extremely ugly.

She was determined to ruin Quinn’s reputation. After getting the pictures she wanted, she didn’t dare follow them any further. Quinn was someone not to be messed with. She could go crazy at any moment. And when she did, she was terrifying. Kimberly didn’t want to suffer. She headed to Four Seasons Incorporated to find Araminta but instead saw Xavier waiting outside. Knowing that Xavier was a difficult man, she still couldn’t resist approaching him. "Are you here for Quinn?" Kimberly knocked on the car window to get Xavier’s attention.

“Looks like you have more pressing matters, Mr.Hartman. I won’t keep you. We’ll talk another time.” Without waiting for a reply, she turned and walked away, her movements crisp and decisive—no hesitation, no fuss. Kimberly blinked sweetly. “Dad, Uncle Cavin, I’ll go see Miss Wilson out.” Before either man could say anything, she had already chased after Vivian. “Miss Wilson! Wait up!” Vivian pretended not to hear, quickening her pace instead of slowing down. Kimberly took a deep breath, threw her image to the wind, and broke into a run. She finally caught up and blocked Vivian’s path.

He said he is not going to call me big brother if he does not call Kimberly big sister. Speaking of Kimberly, ever since everyone who was a threat to her died she has been sleeping a lot. Bethany joined her at first but now she says that the way Kim is sleeping is unusual. It is either she naps a lot or she vomits when she smells egg, chicken and her favourite, mango. When I suggested that we should get her a doctor’s appointment, she refused citing that her body is just getting used to living and not surviving only. Her position at the company was restored a month after Quinton died when they could not find any evidence of the actions that the comment claimed she did. They even had to inter

Daven sighed, rolling his eyes. "You don't look like a Luna, Kimberly. You're so embarrassing," Daven frowned, walking away, leaving me all alone in the center, shaking. He has always used the one thing he knows I am insecure about, which is my weight, to humiliate me every time we go out. Janet linked her arm through mine, talking through the pounding music. "Kimberly, I told you before to dump his ass." Janet was my best friend since childhood. She was one of those people who spoke their mind and openly pursued her goals; she was the kind of person who would kick your ass for staring for too long. She was known as "Miss No-Nonsense."

Kimberly looked unsure, and looked at Dean. "Don't worry, I will pack things up here," Dean assured her. "Thanks. This way Mr. Vaughn," Kimberly thanked her boyfriend and gestured to Zack to follow her. Zack almost let out a smile of triumph. "Why don't you tell Mike to take out the car, I will be down in a minute," Zack said to Nick before leaving. "Yes sir," Nick replied. As the elevator ascended, Kimberly attempted to make small talk. "If you don't mind me asking, Mr. Vaughn, did you take a break from your job trying to find some sort of enlightenment?" Kimberly fiddled with her fingers. "And how did it work for you?"