Suzy Allen The New York summer afternoon extended everywhere, but the weather was neither cold nor hot, and I was staring at the uninteresting landscape through the window of the waiting room of that city's prison. In fact, the landscape outside was just a blind spot; my thoughts were far away whi
Suzy Allen Graham's words were baffling to me; they didn't make any sense, it wasn't what I was planning. My objective in coming here to the prison was to make him tell me who my rich family was and how I could get to them, not to know that he had lied to me and that Laura was actually the bastard
Laura That morning, I woke up with sensations of kisses and caresses on my skin. I soon knew it was Jason. I gave a weak smile, enjoying that good feeling at dawn. It had been a really long time since I felt so good, and I hadn't woken up so well. That was an effect that Jason managed to have on me
Laura “We have to sit down with her and talk to her; She needs to know what's going on,” I said after thinking about his words for a second. “Are you going to tell her we’re getting married again?” he asked, all suggestive as always. I gasped in surprise. It was incredible how Jason still manag
Suzy Lewis drummed his fingers on the steering wheel of the car while we were parked somewhere on Wall Street, right under the buildings that housed Hextec's facilities. We had just gotten there, and I was thinking about how I would approach Laura to get what I wanted. “I've only seen Laura Thomp
Suzy She was smiling at me now, but a little restrained. “I think he and I can reach a consensus that will be a win-win for everyone,” she commented with a nod. “And I wish all the happiness in the world for you two. Besides, Annie deserves to live with her parents nearby,” I added my speech with
Laura “Can you explain to me clearly what’s going on? Stop circling around!” My best friend, Ava, was arguing with me on the other end. “Are you saying you were in a business meeting when you realized your period was late? My God, Laura. How could you have forgotten something so simple?” “For the
Laura It was a friend calling, Albert Williams. I had already worked with him on some projects relating to my company and his, and every time we had worked together, things had gone well. It was almost 7 p.m., so I didn't know why he would be calling me at that time, especially my personal number.