Novels by Joyce Emma

“Take your hands off her, fool!” Vince yelled in anger. He dashed towards him in haste, and snapped his hand off Emma's hair. Contemptuously, he dragged Henry, and blessed his cheek with two powerful blows, making him stagger to the nearby wall. Emma's face was filled with shock. Vincent had just punch the Young Master of Garrison family. Victor Garrison was her ex boyfriend, and she knew how angry and permissive he was. “Vincent, you don't have to punch him! He isn't someone you could afford to offend." She implored, dragging him away from Victor Garrison. “Why is that? Why can't I? He molested you some minutes ago? The animal needs to be punished severely." Vince blurted out angrily as he contemptuously glared at Victor. Victor, on the other hand, was utterly shocked. He didn't expect a nobody to have the gut to punch him. Snapping out of his daze, he refuted as he stood. “You bastard! How dare you punch me on the face?" Victor clenched his fists angrily, "Do you have a death

Micheal Billing laughed. It looks like he just heard the most funniest thing in the world. "What do you mean by he is rich?" He demanded. Come off it Manager, the poor boy is one of my classmates in high school days! What rubbish are you sputtering out of your mouth?" With his face irritated, he scolded. The Manager decided to take a proper glimpse at Vince, yet he still recognised the man. He felt like poking out blood from his mouth. "I'm really saying the truth. Mr. Hutchinson is not a poor man, he is crazily rich."The word 'rich' got him vexed more and more. He snapped angrily. "What are you talking about you, snitch?" "Mr. Hutchinson had bought all phones in a store. It's worth over a million dollars! He really bought them off." The Manager muttered. Everyone looked stunned, they were tongue-tied. Vince, himself stared at the Manager in total surprise, he never expected him to have meet him before. Looking how serious, and terrified he looks, he was assured the manager had

"What gibberish are you sputtering out of your mouth?" One of the Salesladies snapped angrily at him. "How dare you proposed a wager on front of this man?" "Security guards, what are you waiting for? Throw him out of here!" She ordered, and the securities marched forward to Vince, trying to bundle him out of the place. With a hand raised up in the air, the securities halted on their spots, the strange man had ordered them. He smiled mischievously at Vince, and arranged his suit properly. He began to say, "Are you trying to escape your beating or what? You want to compete with me after having the audacity to slap my face." His body began to shook vehemently, his nose flaring up in rage. He continued, "Do you in any way know who is standing before you? You have the gut to slap a heir of prestigious family! You need to be punished, but I won't.I'm Patrick Moyes, the Apparent Heir to the Moyes Family. So it won't be good to taint the Family's name." He mumbled. The onlookers went w

Lily McDonald held her cheeks in shock, rage was running through her veins. Her blood were boiling. "Do you just slap me? Like, you slap me?" She fumed in wrath. "Yes, I slap you and I would do that over and ove…." The woman couldn't complete her statement. At a speed of light, Lily McDonald return the slap back. Defeaning, she strikes the woman's face twice. The woman's maid was a little bit fleshy and cheeky, so she was stronger than Lily. She pounced on her, and began to beat mercilessly, she dragged Lily by the hair, and tried pulling it out. Lily McDonald had no choice than to scream for help, "Vincent, Help me!" Vincent Hutchinson, on the other hand, who was enjoying his drink that was served to him at the reception, heard Lily's scream, sprangled up immediately. Hurriedly, he went in search for her. After running for some seconds, he could locate her, and saw many people gathering over at a spot.He could also see the Salespeople trying to separate two people fighting,

The aroma alone had made them full, James wrapped his hands together. He can't wait to dig his fork into the sumptuous meal. The people also felt jealous of James and Lillian. They were salivated at the sight of meal. I wish I was the one with the lady! Who knows she is truly rich? I envy them!When done with the arrangement, she bowed her and muttered. "Enjoy your meal, sir and ma'am!" With that, James and Lillian quickly took their cutlery and dug into the food. Lily shook her head in pity. They really look shamless. The consumption was going on peacefully until Lillian spoke up. "Lily, so wondering, what about your boyfriend? I mean like the beautiful and endowed girl that you are, you should have a boyfriend, right?" Lily choked on her food, and gulped the water that's in the glass cup! She massaged her chest and looked up at her friend, Lillian. "I do have a boyfriend! Is there any problem about that? Why are you asking of him? You almost choked me, Lillian?" Lily spok

Vincent Hutchinson chuckled softly. He could the doubt in Oliver's eyes. Well, it really going to be baffled if a Pauper like him could afford a mansion that worths two hundered million dollars. He could felt Oliver's gaze on him waiting for an answer to his questions. Vince waved his hand dismissively in the air, and chuckled. "I had told you earlier you shouldn't play with me unnecessarily, do you really think I'm just bluffing?" Asked Vincent, the continued. "I have my money with me. You should call one of your attendant to bring out the teller machine and I will make the transaction." Oliver looked amused as he watched him talk. The Two Hundred Million Dollars Ptrmum X Mansion had been on the market for the past three years yet nobody have the ability to spend their penny on him. They gushed about it, then left away from there. Upon hearing Vincent Hutchinson saying he would buy the mansion, he felt bountiful of joy and happiness in his heart but at the same time, he was also

Chapter 4 The morning sun streamed through the curtains, casting golden streaks across the room. Birds chirped relentlessly outside, their cheerful songs piercing the silence of dawn. He groaned as consciousness slowly returned, his head throbbing with a dull, persistent ache. Blinking against the intrusive light, he tried to make sense of his surroundings. The bed beneath him was unfamiliar—soft, with floral sheets that smelled faintly of lavender. His stomach twisted when his gaze landed on the vanity mirror across the room, reflecting his own disheveled appearance. Stark Naked. Nicholas bolted upright, his heart hammering against his ribs. His breath hitched as the events of the previous night flickered in his memory—fragmented, unclear. Fiona’s face flashed in his mind “No, no, no…” he muttered under his breath, scrambling for his clothes strewn haphazardly across the floor. His fingers trembled as he fumbled with his shirt buttons, his mind racing. ‘What the hell hap

The morning sun streamed through the curtains, casting golden streaks across the room. Birds chirped relentlessly outside, their cheerful songs piercing the silence of dawn. He groaned as consciousness slowly returned, his head throbbing with a dull, persistent ache. Blinking against the intrusive light, he tried to make sense of his surroundings. The bed beneath him was unfamiliar—soft, with floral sheets that smelled faintly of lavender. His stomach twisted when his gaze landed on the vanity mirror across the room, reflecting his own disheveled appearance. Stark Naked. Nicholas bolted upright, his heart hammering against his ribs. His breath hitched as the events of the previous night flickered in his memory—fragmented, unclear. Fiona’s face flashed in his mind “No, no, no…” he muttered under his breath, scrambling for his clothes strewn haphazardly across the floor. His fingers trembled as he fumbled with his shirt buttons, his mind racing. ‘What the hell happened last

. The woman he had loved, the person he had trusted more than anyone, had betrayed him in the worst possible way. As he walked away, he felt a surge of anger and determination. He would make them pay for what they had done. ~~~ Meanwhile, back in the office, Fiona and the supervisor were left in stunned silence. The weight of Nicholas ’s threat hung heavily in the air. Fiona turned to the supervisor, her face pale with fear. “What are we going to do? He’s going to report us. We’ll lose everything.” The supervisor, however, seemed unfazed. A slow, sinister smile spread across his face as an idea began to form in his mind. “Don’t worry,” he said, his voice calm and calculating. “I have a plan. If we play our cards right, Nicholas will be the one who regrets ever crossing us.” Fiona’s eyes widened as the supervisor leaned in and whispered his plan into her ear. Her initial fear was replaced by a sly smile as she nodded in agreement. “It’s perfect,” she said, her voice fille

Nicholas Bellingham stood frozen in the doorway, his body rigid, his eyes locked on the scene before him. His mind struggled to process what he was seeing, but the truth was undeniable. Fiona, the woman he loved, was entangled with the supervisor in the most intimate and betraying way possible. His heart, already heavy from years of mistreatment and humiliation, shattered into a thousand pieces. Fiona was bent over the desk, her clothes disheveled, while the supervisor stood behind her, his face twisted in pleasure. For a moment, time seemed to stop. Nicholas ’s mind raced, but no words came. The betrayal was too much to process. “Fiona!” he shouted, his voice trembling with a mix of anger, pain, and disbelief. Due to the loud and angry voice, they stopped their so-called fun, and glanced at the person. They froze, their eyes wide with shock as Nicholas stood in the doorway, his heart breaking into a million pieces Fiona jerked away from the supervisor instantly, her

Nicholas Bellingham burst through the glass doors of the bank, his chest pounding heavily as sweat poured down his face and neck. His shirt clung tightly to his back, damp and wet, but he didn’t care. His only concern was his younger sister. Olivia was in the hospital, and without the surgery, she wouldn’t make it. He hadn’t even paused to catch his breath before rushing straight to the front desk. “Good morning, Miss! I’m here for an—” he blurted out, desperate to speak to someone, anyone who could help. But before he could finish, the bank clerk, without even looking up from her desk, snapped at him harshly, “Hey! How can you be so rude and impolite? Join the queue like everyone else!” The words hit him like a slap. He blinked and looked around, only now noticing the long line of people waiting to be served. Murmurs began to spread through the line, and he could feel the eyes on him—some curious, others filled with disdain. “I’m sorry,” he said softly, almost a

Nicholas Bellingham stood frozen in the doorway, his body rigid, his eyes locked on the scene before him. His mind struggled to process what he was seeing, but the truth was undeniable. Fiona, the woman he loved, was entangled with the supervisor in the most intimate and betraying way possible. His heart, already heavy from years of mistreatment and humiliation, shattered into a thousand pieces. Fiona was bent over the desk, her clothes disheveled, while the supervisor stood behind her, his face twisted in pleasure. For a moment, time seemed to stop. Nicholas ’s mind raced, but no words came. The betrayal was too much to process. “Fiona!” he shouted, his voice trembling with a mix of anger, pain, and disbelief. Due to the loud and angry voice, they stopped their so-called fun, and glanced at the person. They froze, their eyes wide with shock as Nicholas stood in the doorway, his heart breaking into a million pieces Fiona jerked away from the supervisor instantly, her