The more I saw disgruntled actresses coming out of the audition room, the more I grew nervous, and it only got worse when I realised that it was going to be my turn after three more crises. I brought out my script, and I tried practicing some lines with my assistant. And then, just by my luck, I began questioning my every being. Why did I always have to bump into Lisa at every freaking place I went? It felt like I was in a book, and the stupid author kept on deliberately doing this just to cause conflict in his boring book. She walked in with her head held high with pride. Her manager, personal assistant, and other workers were trailing behind her. She attracted the attention of the other actresses. She was dressed for the part, even more than me. I was sure that it was my uncle who invested in that futuristic outfit for her; he would do anything for Lisa, not because he loved her more than anything, but because she was his pride. Because of her, he could brag around to his friends.
I rubbed my hands together nervously as I walked into the audition room. Once I got in, I first noticed the director in the middle; he was looking annoyed and frustrated, making me more nervous. The other people around him were the producer of the movie, his personal assistant, and some investors. “What’s your name?” he asked with furrowed eyebrows. “I am Eliza Greene,” I introduced myself. “I am auditioning for the part of Meredith." Meredith was the name of the female lead in the movie. When I said I was auditioning for the role of the female lead, the director and everyone else just had to look at me like I was a fool. “Young girl, I am seeing your bio here, and it does not say that you are an experienced actor. Are you sure you want to do this?” He asked, and if I were to be in a cartoon, black lines would have appeared above my forehead just to show how inwardly annoyed I was. Why did he ask for an introduction when he literally had my entire bio on his desk? “I am sure, sir
A few days had already passed, and it was finally Monday, the day that I would sign the contract and get my first acting job. I was beyond happy. I woke up very early, just like I did when I was going for the audition. I wore a more professional outfit this time around as we were going for the contract signing, and I did not want to make a bad impression. I wore a designer flared suit trouser and a navy blue blouse. I packed my hair in a low bun, and once I got ready, I went downstairs, and as usual, Madame Charlote and Samantha, my personal assistant, were already waiting for me. "Good,” Miss Charlote said, and I smiled. I was already used to her saying good, and at any little interval she found something to be nice. We all went to the company with my car. Ryan suggested that I get a bus to get ready and move around, but Charlote strictly objected to it. According to her, as a newbie actress, I was supposed to act down to earth, even if I was not. We arrived at the agency, and it
I entered the dining room, and Ryan sat there at his usual spot, which was just beside the head of the table. The enticing aroma of our delicious dinner filled the room. Ever since I started staying at Ryan’s house, I had to admit that he had wonderful chefs. Ryan looked at me as I walked in, and he showed no expression. I took my seat and smiled at Ryan, ignoring his attempt to practically ignore me anytime we were having dinner together. I was too happy not to give him a smile, and I swore to myself that I would not let him ruin my good mood. “Welcome back, Ryan; how was your trip?” I asked with a smile. "Good,” he said, giving a straight answer, and I rolled my eyes. I was pretty sure he knew that I was trying to start a conversation. Ryan’s attitude I still decided to celebrate with him; I was already used to his unusual change of attitude and demeanour towards me. Fortunately, a bottle of champaigne was already on the table, so I did not have to request it. And just like us
I woke up early, but not as early as I did in the past few days. I suddenly remembered what occurred the previous night, and I could not help but curse Ryan with a blush on my face. I stood up and walked up to the mirror; luckily, he listened, and he did not leave any hickey marks on my neck. It was such a hassle trying to cover that sh*t up. I hopped into the shower, humming a joyous melody as the warm water cascaded down my back. How ironic was everything? I was living my dream life and any other young lady's dream, but only because Jeremiah and Lisa plotted against me. If they had not, I would have been in a loveless marriage with a cheating husband. Lucky for me, even though Ryan and I did not love each other, we still showed each other respect—well, kind of. Once I hopped out of the shower, I selected a few stylish clothes from my closet and chose to wear a white flare trouser with a brown top. Miss Charlote made me aware of the fact that appearances matter a lot, and I wanted
I rolled my eyes at her. It was not the first time she tried playing that trick on me; at a function that took place two years ago, she also splashed wine on my brand new dress. At that time, I was still a bit innocent and immature. I knew she did it deliberately because she had already shown her devilish side to me before that, but nobody knew. Just like now, he broke down into uncontrollable tears and started pleading, but I lost my temper and pushed her away when she held my hand so tightly. I forced her to apologise, and that day I was labelled as unreasonable by the guest. She was stupid if she thought that the same trick she used on me years ago would work once again. "It's fine, you can go," I told her with a warm smile on my face, and she looked at me with a shocked expression. "Uhm,” she stammared as she was stumped and did not know what to say. “No, no, I am so sorry. Let me clean this up for you,” she continued, and I could not help but look at her like I would look at h
“That does not matter, miss; it all depends on the designer,” the attendant still said with a professional smile on her face, and Lisa sighed a bit too exaggeratedly, causing me to laugh. "Wait, I thought the person who designed this dress was Senor Felipe ?" asked her. "Yes, he is the one who designed this beautiful dress,” the sales assistant replied, and I looked at her confusedly. “Well, how does he get to decide who gets to dress them? I mean, are you going to video call him?” I asked. Senor Felipe was based in Spain and only ever came to the United States when he had something important to do. If we had to wait for Mr.Felipe to be the judge physically, then we would probably have to wait forever to get the dress. "No, miss, we do not need to video call him; that is why you are in luck. Mr. Fellipe is currently in this shop now, and I think it is very possible for one of you to go home with this dress today,” she said, and both Lisa and Alex smiled excitedly. “Are you serious
"It's twenty-two million dollars,” the sales attendant answered respectfully, and Lisa’s eyes widened in shock. Although I looked at her smugly, my heart also went into a nervous shock. It was that expensive; how could I not expect that? I mean, it was a dress that Senor Felipe personally liked; he even named the dress. I was so stupid. “Why is it so expensive?" Lisa asked in shock. “Do you expect my Ciara to be cheap in the first place? Are you calling Ciara mediocre?” Senore Fellipe questioned her angrily as he hit his mahogany table and stood up while pointing at Lisa. Lisa looked dignified and sad, as if she had been wronged, but I inwardly laughed at her. A few moments ago, she was bragging to Alex and me about how much she knew about Senor Fellipe, and we didn't. "No, I did not mean that; I was just shocked by the price,” she stammered. “If you are so broke to even buy Ciara, why did you compete for it in the first place?” he questioned her. “Get out; you are banned from Fel
“Find out who the bastard is that took her now!” Ryan commanded furiously, who would dare take Eliza from him? That person had a death wish. But his question was answered in no time when Jason called him. “What do you want?” Ryan questioned me angrily. “Why do you sound so angry, Ryan? Is it because you can’t find your wife?" Jason laughed, and it immediately clicked. “Where the hell is she?” Ryan questioned me angrily. “Calm down, calm down. She is at my house, okay? But if you want her back alive, untainted by my very hungry men, You are going to come to her unarmed and alone, got it?” Jason said it cockily, and Ryan seethed with anger. “You have the nerve.” "Yes, I do. Now come quickly. The clock is ticking, and I really like Eliza. It would be really tragic if something bad were to happen to her." Jason laughed, then hung up immediately. Without wasting time, Ryan called the Sun Group leaders for the Blaqk Eagles. “Commence the plan now,” he commanded. “But sir, it is n
Angela was back, but he was not even a bit happy; he knew something was up. Something about her story in your hospital was just not adding up. Ryan, holding Eliza’s hand, dragged her out of Angela’s hospital room with a very angry look on his face. "Ryan, stop. Don’t you think that was a little bit harsh?” Eliza whispered, causing Ryan to abruptly stop and look at her. "Would you prefer if I went back in time and promised her that I would marry her?” He asked with a cold expression. "I am sorry; I just felt bad for her,” Eliza said as she looked down, causing Ryan to calm down. "But it does not mean I want to lose you to her." "I know” "Crazy, how did those things happen to her?" Eliza said, and Ryan drove her home. "Crazy how fifty percent of her words were lies,” he laughed, causing Eliza to look at him in shock. "Are you serious? Did you find something out?” Eliza asked. "No, but I have been dealing with different types of people my whole life; if I cannot identify when s
Ryan“Sir Jason is going to be at the banquet; should I inform Madam Elise that you will not be coming?” Andy asked Ryan, and Ryan chuckled.“Why should I be the one to avoid that small fry? I would still be going,” Ryan said, and his assistant nodded, then walked out.It had been more than six months since he married Eliza, and everything was going pretty well for them. He did not know how, but Eliza somehow made him have feelings for her.But he never admitted it.He was invited to a charity gala by his aunt, Madam Elise.He was not a big fan of his family members, but Madame Elise was his late mother's sister. She also had a hand in raising him, so he had a bit of respect for her.He squeezed his own tight in his hand as he remembered that night.The night he got tired of all his father's bill sh*t, he was seventeen, and he was done.That crazy old man was the cause of his mother's death, yet he did not even have the decency to respect her even after her death.When he found out th
RyanHe sat down and tapped on his leg slowly. People who knew him very well would know that he was very angry. But he just sat there in silence as he watched the chaotic scene.Rich second-generation heirs fondling ladies for the brothel.He was disgusted. Was this supposed to be their business meeting?He should have expected this from Regan; it was not a secret in the upper class that Regan was a womanizer, and he had no shame for being so.Ryan abruptly tugged his tie off him as he felt a sudden heat creep up his neck to his face.“Mr. Blaqk, to celebrate our partnership, I prepared a surprise for you.” Regan winked at him, and he felt disgusted.Realizing what Regan had done to him, he stood up angrily and walked up to him. In a swift motion, he raised Regan off the ground and glared at him, causing silence across the room.“So you dare to drug me, hon, and you think you would go Scot-free? Forget about any business between us; you won’t have a place in the country again,” Ryan s
Although she was only away for two months, she still felt weird. "I have called Alex; she said she would be there." “Okay” “Can you guys at least pretend to be friends on that day? I don’t want anyone making fun of our trio,” Halle requested, and Eliza reluctantly nodded. "Wait for me for a bit. I want to use the restroom,” Eliza said, then she weaved through the crowd in the airport to get to the restroom. As she came out of the restroom, she saw a cute little girl standing outside curiously. "Aunty, you are so pretty,” the little girl complimented, and Eliza felt so flattered. “Thank you” “I don’t have a mummy; maybe you can be my mummy; follow me; let me be sure, my dad,” the girl said. She then took hold of Eliza’s hand and dragged her towards a corner, and surprising enough, the little girl had a very strong grip. Before she knew it, Eliza found herself in a lonely corner, she had a weird feeling. "Uhm, where is your dad?” She asked the girl. "Hehe,” the girls cute laug
Writers pov With a broken heart, Eliza drove around, not knowing what to do. She could not go to Alex's house because Alex was a disappointment. Plus, Ryan could easily find her in her parents villa. So she called the only person she could think of. "Hello, Eliza, what’s up?” Halle answered, and a smile of relief washed over Eliza’s face. "Uhm, I am fine. I was just wondering if I can come over and stay at your place for a while,” she asked , making Halle confused. “Let me get this straight: you want to come over to Korea?” Halle asked in shock. "Yeah, is that a problem?” Eliza said. "No, it’s just that... Did you have a fight with your husband? You are sounding a little bit down,” Halle inquired. That was the only logical reason why Eliza would suddenly want to stay with her for a while. “I will explain everything to you later, but for now, can I come over?” Eliza asked again. "Sure, girl, you are welcome to my home anytime." “Okay, thank you so much. You are the best." “Y
“Have you gotten everything I need?” Ryan asked his assistant with a smirk. "Yes, Mr. Blaqk,” his assistant said as he gave the document to Ryan. He began to explain it as Ryan opened the file. "Sir, the reason Angela eloped at your wedding was not because she was being blackmailed,” his assistant started. “Does this have anything to do with yesterday's incident?” Ryan asked him. "Yes, Mr. Blaqk,” he answered, and Ryan’s eyes darkened. “Go on,” he said in a low, angry tone. “Angela eloped the wedding because she had fallen in love, but he was just a mafia agent, and he delivered her to Jason Romanov.” “Of course it’s that pest; he has still not learned his lesson,” Ryan smirked. “At first, he thought he could use Angela as leverage over you, but you replaced her that same day, barely giving him a chance to blackmail you. So he decided to torture her for vital information about you, but she knew nothing apart from the fact that you once told her that you cherish a flash more th
Writers POV After everyone was gone, including the Daltons, the Blaqks sat down in the living room with troubled expressions on their faces. Ryan’s stepbrother, who had been absent during the anniversary party, immediately rushed back once he heard the news. Mr. Blaqk was on the phone with the person who was supposed to recover the CCTV footage because it had been wiped out. “What do you mean the CCTV cannot be recovered? What am I paying you guys for then?" Mr. Blaqk scolded the person on the other side of the line. "Enough,” Ryan said, causing his father to be quiet for a while. Reluctantly, Mr. Blaqk hung up on the technician and looked at Ryan. “I will find out who is behind all this; anything you do, just know that you are wasting your time," said Ryan's dad. “Do whatever you want, Ryan, but my company must not fall,” Mr. Blaqk said to Ryan. "Oh, you mean my company,” Ryan retorted, looking at his father with a daring look while his father could only look away in defeat.
She should have also expected that Halle would invite Alex along. She rolled her eyes but decided not to ruin the meeting for Halle because of her and Alex’s falling out. “Halle!” Eliza shouted and Halle stood up and gave Eliza a hug. “It’s has truly been long” Eliza said. “I miss you so much Liza” Halle said in a shaky voice as they pulled out of their hug. “Hello” Eliza nodded at Alex as she pulled her sit to sit down while Alex nodded back. Halle looked so confused. “Hold on you guys, don’t tell me you guys are fighting” Halle said and Eliza quickly denied it. “No we are not” she laughed and Alex laughed along. Everyone became more comfortable when their orders arrived and everyone was talking freely. It was finally time for everyone to go, plus Eliza had to meet up with her stylist. “I am going to miss you so much, let us keep in touch this time okay?” Eliza said to Halle and Halle nodded with a sad look before she skipped to Alex and gave her a hug. Halle left leaving A