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I used my shifter hearing and it turns out the two of them were still bickering about me. “Natasha, no matter what tricks that woman is trying to use, I'll always get what I want,” sneered Belle. Of course it was Belle leading this whole thing, the woman is vile, I mean I've only ever heard stories but the stories that I have heard, none of them are good. The difference between Belle and Natasha was that Belle actually worked, well more like she profited off other people's work. Although Belle looked gentle and kind, her determination and ruthlessness were exceptional.

另一边； The clinic smelled of disinfectant and faint lavender. Daniel stood beside Eleanor, one hand resting lightly at her back as the nurse called her name. It was supposed to be a simple visit—one last prenatal check before he left to “inspect the front-line camps.” That was the story he had told everyone. Including himself. Eleanor moved slowly, deliberately. She wore a pale blue dress that accentuated her belly just enough to invite attention. As they walked through the corridor, two officers’ wives nodded at her with practiced sympathy.

“You’re early. We weren’t expecting until tomorrow." I didn’t look at Anne. My gaze was locked on the girl. “Anne. Explain.” Anne’s hands fluttered nervously. “This is Jasmin Rose. Your new maid.” My what? I scanned her slowly, deliberately. No. She didn’t look like any maid I’d ever seen. She looked like a goddess who had no business cleaning my penthouse. “My maid,” I repeated, voice heavy with disbelief. “Yes, sir. The replacement you requested.” Right. I had told Anne to find someone. Someone efficient, discreet, manageable. But this… This was trouble wrapped in denim and silk. And my body was betraying me with every passing second.

Oliver said with unmasked amusement. Nate shook his head as his mind whirled with a mixture of excitement and trepidation. He thought he would never see the beautiful widow again. Although he thought that was for the best, he also regretted not having more time in her company to figure out why he responded to her the way he did. It looked like he was going to have that chance after all. The fact that she was being held hostage by ruthless kidnappers worried him. Had she not been a widow, they might refrain from taking advantage of her virtue. He could only hope they realized her reputation as the Paper Widow and assume she was still untouched. The thought of another man tasting her sw

Natasha smiled sarcastically at Natalie and whispered, "Do you understand how unworthy a girl is that a crippled man would neglect her? Of course, anyone in your crippled husband's place would do the same because even if he is crippled, he has a lot of money. No man would like an uneducated, uncultured and ugly pumpkin from a village like you. It is good that your husband showed you your place just after the wedding now you won't have any trouble understanding your own place anymore." Natalie smiled softly and then lifted her foot and stepped on Natasha. When Natalie's two-inch high heels dug into her skin, Natasha screamed in pain. She immediately pushed Natalie to get her off but after pus

"You still lost to me, Sebastian! I was the one who won your wife's heart!" Edmund declared, as if he had finally found a battlefield he could never lose. Unfortunately, reality seemed to conspire against him. The elites abruptly parted and cleared a path for a stunning woman striding toward them. "The only men who treat a cheating woman like she's a prize are those who could never get anyone otherwise," Natasha said.

The Grand Wedding of Gloria and Lawrence at Richard's Mansion . Natasha sighed and announced, "All things done. Let us hope the wedding event goes well and brings joy to everyone involved. We are excited to share this special day with our loved ones and create lasting memories together." Richard listened to Natasha's words and reacted instantly: "The venue is fixed—the lawns at our mansion. Rest assured, you will be responsible for managing the catering, decorations, and seating arrangements. We want this day to be perfect; let's ensure every detail is covered so our guests have an unforgettable experience."

“She’s rich-rich now so She must have a bodyguard or two. Not to mention there are a lot of rumours about the guy she is allegedly dating, and she’s seen my face once or twice, I’m sure she will recognise me.” "You'll be fine; you and your friends are pros at this; how much have you stolen from those rich women that throw themselves at you? But, if you are worried you can have Freddie take the lead." "Fine, but I want fifty k." "Fifty thousand!" Natasha repeated, shocked by the figure; now that she didn’t have a job, she would have to use her savings sparingly—especially because she wanted a more lavish wedding than the one Vincent gave Olivia. "I'm only charging you less because I’ve always

She gives me a quelling look. "Hush darling, I’m trying to negotiate a good dowry for you.” She turns her attention back to Natasha. “It’s a simple enough question. He's right here and I’m giving you both my blessing. You can’t have him right away, but soon enough." Natasha looks at me the way she does when she's deciding how much mercy to extend. "No," she says, kindly. "But it's the nicest offer I've had all week." Taylor sighs like a director whose lead flubbed the only scene that mattered.

"Hey. Heard a lot about you. All good things, promise." I smiled back. "Nice to meet you, Rivers." "And this," Penelope continued, "is Natasha. Rivers's girlfriend. And mate." Natasha was practically bouncing in her seat. Her eyes were wide, fixed on me with an intensity that was almost overwhelming. "Oh my goddess," she breathed. "I can't belive I’m sitting with the silver wolf! This is the most amazing thing that's ever happened to me!" I blinked, stunned. "How did you—"