Linda Brown

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  • by Linda Brown “Why don’t you try to get into Fourth Master Swan’s pants?” Monica sounded serious with her suggestion. Jeanne was watching George typing on his laptop. His tiny fingers were moving across the keyboard swiftly and there were a few lines of data on the screen that caught Jeanne’s eyes. “JEANNE!” The silence left Monica agitated. Jeanne regained her composure and said, “Yeah, you were saying?” “I’m saying, go after Fourth Master Swan. Other than those folks from Creston…
  • by Linda Brown Jeanne walked upstairs silently. Jasmine and Jenifer stared at her as she brought George upstairs. The subtle scoff that she made when she walked past them entered their ears clearly. Vexed, Jasmine asked, “Did she just scoff at me?” Jenifer was not surprised. “It’s a tale of the fox and the grapes, and she’s the fox. If it wasn’t for you, she’d be the one enjoying all this.” Jasmine felt better with her mother’s consolation. Compared to her own wedding, Jeanne’s…
  • by Linda Brown Jeanne held George’s hand and returned to the VIP room. To her surprise, Fourth Master Swan was inside as well. Everyone was on their feet, showing the utmost respect to the man. Even her father, Alexander, wore a welcoming look. Jeanne returned to her seat with George. Fourth Master Swan greeted everyone before he turned to Eden and asked, “I heard from your father that you’re going to marry Jasmine at the end of this month.” “Yeah, Uncle Edward. It’s on the 28th of this…
  • by Linda Brown Alexander was left enraged at the dining table but because of what Jeanne said, he was unable to lash out at her. Jenifer, Jasmine, Joshua and even Eden who stayed back for dinner were forced to suppress their anger as well. Jeanne was as feisty as ever and she was bold enough to go up against anyone. However, something was different about her. She was no longer the rash and impatient girl who disregarded consequences. Everything she said was infuriating but true, hence no one was able to pick on her…
  • by Linda Brown After George dried his hair and changed into his blue pajamas, he came out from the bathroom. He took his glasses off and climbed up the spacious bed. He looked at his mother and asked, “Which side do you want to sleep on?” George was a gift from the heavens. He was only six years old but he was independent. Not only did he take care of himself but he also took good care of his mother. Jeanne stared at George’s eyes without the glasses. His big googly eyes were glimmering in the dim…
  • by Linda Brown Jeanne came out of Jonathan’s room and headed back to her own. While she was walking back, someone stopped in front of her and it forced her to a stop. The man that she used to love with all her heart appeared before her, looking confident and proud. Jeanne grew up together with Eden, and they had been dating since high school. Their relationship had been steady since then. They had squabbles from time to time but it was nothing but small bickers between the young couple. Monica used to say…
  • by Linda Brown The Lawrence family’s manor was one of the oldest residential manors in South Hampton City. It was located at the heart of the city and every inch of the manor was worth a lot. The manor’s front was surrounded by man-made hills and rivers, and deeper inside was a little jungle with plenty of lush. The building itself perverse the traditional design of South Hampton, simple and elegant. It made the place look like an oasis in the concrete jungle. After a quiet path, the main building of the manor…
  • by Linda Brown South Hampton continued to thrive and flourish for seven years after Jeanne left. At the city’s airport, Jeanne came out from the arrival gate with a large luggage. There was a six-year-old boy with curly hair beside her. The boy had black-framed glasses on his fair and cute face and he was holding a storybook in his hand. She was like a fashion model walking on a runway with that fashionable coat on her. Her wavy hair and fiery red lips elevated her beauty. Wherever she went, heads turned.…
  • by Linda Brown It was raining cats and dogs in South Hampton City. Even the dark sky felt like it was going to crash on the city. There was a woman covered in blood collapsed in the living hall of the Lawrence family’s manor. After the tragedy unfolded, everyone left, leaving her alone. She was hanging onto her last breath on the floor. The harsh words of her father, her biological father, echoed in her ears. “Jeanne, who do you think you are? Our family doesn’t condone your outrageous behavior! If…
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