Who-The Tale of Mrs. Anonymous - Novels
by Janushi Raichura
in
English Detective stories
The morning sun rose high in the sky as the clouds parted away and the chilly rainy night came to an end. Lyric took the coffee mug from beneath the cappuccino maker and pulled over the chair to the ...Read Moretable. She raised the trivet mat to obscure the sunlight coming from the glass window. Thievery of the Purple Diamond of Mr. Francis! She read the tittle of the newspaper headline. The term felt familiar to her. She turned around to her husband who was too filling his mug with cappuccino. “Cliff! Wasn’t this jewel present at the party yesterday?” Clifford,
The morning sun rose high in the sky as the clouds parted away and the chilly rainy night came to an end. Lyric took the coffee mug from beneath the cappuccino maker and pulled over the chair to the ...Read Moretable. She raised the trivet mat to obscure the sunlight coming from the glass window. Thievery of the Purple Diamond of Mr. Francis! She read the tittle of the newspaper headline. The term felt familiar to her. She turned around to her husband who was too filling his mug with cappuccino. “Cliff! Wasn’t this jewel present at the party yesterday?” Clifford,
The huge mansion was decorated conventionally in a royal way. Everybody was busy chatting with each other. A group of ladies were laughing in a fake sense so loudly that it almost made Lyric drop her goblet filled with ...Read MoreThe sophisticated talk and formal dressing were already making her nervous when Lady Valarie called her to introduce her to others. She tried to walk as straight and normal as she could but was stumbling due to the heals, Lady Valarie made her wear. She hoped that Lady Valarie wouldn’t realise that she had changed into some short and little
It was a deep dark night. With everything silent. Just one sound. The ticking of the clock. The Bouvier Manor was surrounded by high protection. Not even an ant could crawl in alive. Everyone was in their rooms. Everyone ...Read MoreLyric. She liked night time strolls. She was walking at the edge of the lake, closely followed by a person. She had no idea that she was being followed. She was as surprised as anyone could be when she turned and saw someone standing behind her. She was so shocked that she fell in the lake. She wasn’t a big
The memory was still fresh in her mind. She was still worried if Mrs Anonymous had seen her when someone kept their hand on her shoulder. She gasped and turned. “Mrs Esmerelda!” she sniffed. “Bless your heart, my child!” ...Read MoreEsmerelda. “You are just the spittin’ image of me! I was once like you my child, not knowing what to say or not! But time taught me everything I needed to know! And don’t cry!” she added. “You can catch more flies with honey than vinegar! Now cut the lights off and come out! Valarie wouldn’t want her daughter-in-law to
“What!” Lyric cried blankly. “Yes, my dear! It is a long story.” “Go on!” Enif replied looking at the big wall clock for time. The sunlight enlightened the shiny metal and the light reflected sharply in his eyes. Lyric ...Read Moreit too. “I was newly married. At that time, Lady Valarie was really rich and was married to the wealthiest person in the town while I was married to a royal but not that highly rich trader. At the family gatherings, she used to walk graciously in those high heels while I used to stumble in those tight sandals. She
