A flurry of articles about the relationship between the Costa and Allegra families dominated the news after Celeste’s interview and the documentary on the plight of the farmers.Governor Demetrio is now facing relentless criticism, which only deepens his troubles. He is repeatedly asked for his side on the issues, but only his spokesperson speaks on his behalf.“I believe that the oppressed farmers and residents on our hacienda will rise again. They will achieve the justice they’re fighting for because I will make sure that happens myself.”Darson has watched Celeste’s interview on the news several times from the large screen TV in his room. Despite replaying it over and over until he almost memorizes the lines, he still can’t shake the captivating beauty and bravery of his former wife.He can’t help but remember how Celeste looked back when they were newly married. This was the same vibrancy and brightness she had then.His desire to see and hold her again, face-to-face, is growing s
Due to the recent successes surrounding the ongoing issues, Celeste has been receiving gifts and messages almost daily from various upper-class families.Most of these families don’t really care about the situation; they just want to show their support for the Lombardi family and be involved. However, a few families seem to genuinely care about what’s happening.That’s what she’s currently working on at the mansion—figuring out which families truly have good intentions towards her and the Lombardis, and who she should befriend.On the other hand, she finds it amusing to see the letters and gifts from Veron, Anetta, and Rania. They’re so fake! They want to rekindle their friendship and just forget what happened in the past.“Hmmm…” She pondered what they might use her for in the future. It wouldn’t be so bad to have some lackeys. Besides, with their sharp tongues, she was sure she could gather a lot of useful information. She just needed to show them that she was superior to them at all
"Ahem," Diego faked a cough behind his boss and whispered, "Boss, you’re drooling. You look like an idiot," he said sarcastically.He saw Semion jerk back to reality, secretly wiping away the imaginary drool Diego mentioned before slowly moving back to Celeste.Diego felt a pang of disappointment that his boss didn't even glance his way after his comment. Instead, Semion's smile only grew as he continued to gaze at Celeste.Diego slumped his shoulders. ‘Oh well, I guess I’m out of luck.’The three maids seemed to notice Semion’s behavior as they had been squealing and nudging each other while watching the two.“Y-You’re, um, you’re gorgeous, Celeste,” his boss stammered. “Very, very gorgeous.”“...”Diego admitted that Celeste was indeed breathtakingly beautiful. For him, there were many types of beauty, but Celeste's was the kind that stood out—what everyone would aspire to.The maids’ praise was not an exaggeration. Even from every angle, there was nothing less than perfection in Ce
“Madam,” Tami said nervously as she approached Chiarra inside her room. “Madam, a letter has arrived addressed to you.”Chiarra stopped combing her long blonde hair in front of the mirror when Tami spoke. She turned with wide eyes.“A letter? For me?” Since arriving at the mansion, she hadn’t had any contact with the outside world. Who could possibly be sending her a letter? She had no friends other than the people involved in prostitution.The thought made her heart race with anxiety. Could it be that she’s being sought after? But that’s impossible since Priscilla bought her from there!So why?“Give it to me!” she demanded, forcibly taking the elegant envelope from Tami’s trembling hands. “Tsk!”Ignoring Tami, she quickly opened the small envelope. Immediately, she was greeted by a pleasant aroma emanating from the paper inside, lightening her mood.The paper was beautifully designed, and the letter was exquisitely printed. She read it quietly: “To Chiarra ‘soon-to-be’ Allegra. You’
WEEKS LATER…The room was filled with the lively laughter of women, the clinking of glasses, and the gentle strains of music from the orchestra.Valentina watched with pride and anticipation as the event unfolded in the space she had meticulously prepared and planned as Celeste’s bridesmaid. Her eyes traveled over the sparkling chandeliers and the elegantly dressed guests filling the grand hall.She could hardly believe the day had come, as Semion’s sister, and the joy she felt was palpable. On the opposite side of the venue, the groom’s shower was also in progress, hosted by Diego.Dressed in a sleek black dress that clung to her body, Valentina walked through the crowd with an air of authority. Her heels clicked rhythmically against the marble floor, a rhythmic echo announcing her presence.She approached the trio of guests who had just arrived—Rania, Anetta, and Veron—who had once bullied Celeste. Valentina also remembered how these women often spoke ill of her behind her back. Aft
"Wait, w-wait!" Veron blinked repeatedly, scanning the woman standing before them. She whispered to Rania and Anetta on either side of her, "Come to think of it, girls. She's pregnant. I think she’s the one we saw at the mall with Darson Allegra.""Oh my god." Rania whispered in disbelief. "What is the mistress doing here, at the bridal shower of the woman she ruined?""I can't believe this. The audacity," Anetta whispered back, equally shocked.Veron paused, as if a light bulb had gone off in her head. "No, wait. You know what, girls? This might be a good opportunity for all of us.""What do you mean?"Meanwhile, Chiarra remained smiling as she listened to the three women’s whispers. She showed no signs of discomfort despite what she overheard, knowing that they were her way to locate Celeste later and to avoid looking lost at the party.She was startled when the woman in gray suddenly grabbed her hand. "I'm Veron, and these are Rania and Anetta," she said, pointing to the two women o
“I’m also hanging around your ex’s mistress, Cestie. She hasn’t left the party at all. Does she really have such a thick skin, or does she just not know where to put herself?” Jett asked Celeste with annoyance.“Jettie,” Celeste said, patting his hand and smiling. “Just let her be.”He sighed dramatically. “Yeah, I know. But still! It really boils my blood with these mistresses. Urgh! Even though they know someone is married, they just go on being mistresses because their kiffy is itching!”Celeste laughed. “What’s a kiffy?”“It’s a woman’s genitalia. Haven’t you updated your vocabulary with today’s slang?” he laughed too.“Sorry, I’m getting old,” she said.He gave her a playful smack on the arm. “Cestie, you only look like part of today’s generation because of how young you look! Not gonna lie, the last time I saw you, you shocked me because you looked like a depressed widow.” He smiled sincerely and took her hand in his. “I’m so happy you’re no longer with Darson. Did you know I ne
“Why is he invited here again? Are we missing something?” Damiano asked Semion, along with the curious glances of his two other friends.Semion set his glass down on the table before standing up. He even smiled at them. “Why not ask him why he even came?” He then walked toward where Darson was standing, waiting for him.In reality, Semion had invited Darson just to insult him, but he hadn’t really expected him to show up. After all, the Allegra family is known for its pride. It would be a slap in the face for him to attend the bridal shower of his ex-wife, especially since the Allegra and Costa families were in the midst of a land war.Currently, Darson’s father, Demetrio, was still facing court proceedings, so why would Darson want to come tonight? What could be going through this bastard’s mind?“So why are you here, Mister Allegra?” Semion asked with a grin, standing tall in front of Darson.The man’s arrogance diminished, and he squinted as he stared back at Semion. “Of course I c