I quickly grabbed the towel to cover myself, suddenly realizing that Hugh was still standing there, shirtless, reaching out to hold me."Don't rush, Shelia," he said in a calm, gentle tone, but there was no way I could stay in his arms right now."I need to find Zia immediately. She needs me right now." I rushed out of the overly intimate bathtub, frantically pulling clothes from the wardrobe and throwing them on. Hugh, still half-naked, blocked my way as he too wrapped a towel around himself.“Shelia, what about us…” he started to say.Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of his perfect abs. As much as I felt the pull of desire, my brain screamed for me to stop! Zia was being bullied by Carol because of me, and here I was fooling around with Hugh! What was I thinking?"You need to think about how you're going to handle your dear sister, Carol!" I snapped, grabbing my bag and rushing out.“I’ll drive you,” he said quickly, throwing on clothes and following after me.T
I’ve always been a playboy, treating every woman like a fleeting distraction—until I met her, Zia. She was the one who brought a different kind of light into my life.It was a sunny afternoon when I first saw her in the corner of the library, flipping through a book. She was like a gentle stream, quietly flowing into my restless heart. She was nothing like the other women I’d been with—calm, refined, with an air of intellect. I couldn’t help but feel drawn to her. After all, the women I’d been involved with before? If I wanted to, I could have them right then and there, even in a classroom.But with Zia, it was different. I went all out, showering her with romance and surprises, hoping she’d look at me a little longer, stay by my side just a moment more. I didn’t know what true love was, but I knew I wanted to change for her.She began to warm up to me too, always replying to my messages. But now, she’d been silent for hours. Where had she gone? Why wasn’t she responding? Frustrat
I sat in Amanda’s jewelry design room, surrounded by sparkling gems and intricate tools. My stepmother Amanda puts her heart and soul into every piece she creates. She had carefully categorized all the gemstones by type and color, and the value of the jewelry in this room must be in the millions. As I admired her collection, she called me over to her side.She picked up a pair of ballet shoes adorned with blue sapphires and pink diamonds. “This design was inspired by my dream when I was younger.”Amanda has always been a hard-to-read woman, but at that moment, she let down her guard, and a trace of sadness filled her eyes.“In my prime, I was far more successful than Susanne,” she began, referring to Carol’s mother and Hugh’s stepmother. “Susanne tried everything she could to surpass me, but she could never match my talent or hard work.” Amanda spoke of her past, something she rarely did.“I used to be a top ballet dancer. I started learning ballet at a very young age, and it bec
After leaving Amanda’s room, I rubbed my temples, feeling a wave of exhaustion wash over me. I needed to think carefully about my next move against Carol. This was like a game of chess, and I had to plan my strategy well.I went to the bathroom and soaked in a hot bath, hoping to relax. But just as I started to unwind, the doorbell rang. I barely had time to dry my hair, so I quickly threw on my pajamas and went to answer the door.“Shelia, are you home?” It was Zachary’s voice from outside, deep and gentle.I opened the door and saw Zachary standing there in casual clothes, looking even more fit than usual. He was holding two bags, his usual warm smile on his face.“What brings you here?” I asked, surprised but touched by his visit.“I came to check on you and brought some things,” he said, stepping inside and placing the bags on the table. Inside was a box of freshly picked strawberries and a beautifully packaged raspberry pie.“Wow, raspberry pie!” I lit up with excitement. It
The first step was to root out the traitor. To do that, I needed to find Gregory. He had been pursuing me for a while, but he was much younger than me, and I only saw him as a younger brother. I explained the whole situation to him, and he handed me a thick envelope filled with documents, a confident glint in his eyes."Shelia, it’s all in here. Marcus Leedon and Garcie Milton are working together, betraying the company. This time, they won’t get away with it! But for now, we don’t have enough solid evidence."I took the envelope, flipping through the pages. The evidence of Marcus and Garcie’s scheming was worse than I imagined. If it hadn’t been for this incident, they would’ve continued selling company secrets, and the entire company might have been destroyed in their hands! In a way, I should thank Carol for exposing the traitor early.Gregory handed me a stack of photos. "I dug up something else. Garcie is even more complicated than we thought—she’s been involved with several se
I sat in the café, gripping a cup of cold latte, my gaze fixed coldly on Marcus, who was sitting across from me. He kept his head down, hands nervously twisting together, looking like a beaten dog with its tail between its legs."Marcus, I really didn’t expect this from you," I scoffed. "I treated you like one of my own, and you..." I let out a cold laugh. "You and Garcie teamed up, scheming behind my back. But your biggest mistake was thinking you could cross me, Shelia!"Marcus jerked his head up, his face pale. "It’s not Garcie’s fault! We didn’t do anything!"“Do you even hear yourself, Marcus? Still defending her? That woman has been cheating on you left and right!"“No way! Don’t slander her! Garcie loves me and only me.”"How pathetic." I sneered. "Let me show you what your precious Garcie is really up to."I called Gregory. "Proceed as planned. Come pick him up."“Got it,” Gregory replied.I hung up, standing over Marcus, my voice cold. "Marcus, I’m giving you one last
"Hugh, I’ve already scheduled a meeting with Ada. How about we go to Vienna the day after tomorrow? I heard the pastry chef at that hotel has won several international awards. We could try some of their desserts while we’re there." I put on a sweet, pleading tone, even though, in my heart, I thought Hugh was a total idiot—arrogant, cold, and not very bright.Without even looking up, he coldly responded with just two words: "Not going."“What’s that supposed to mean? I can’t handle Ada alone. She likes you! You have to come with me!” I tried to hold back my anger, raising my voice. How dare this useless man refuse me!He glanced at me with disdain, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Carol, I’ll say this one more time. Figure out Ada on your own. And honestly, you should give up—this was Shelia’s project from the start.""You!" I was trembling with rage, my carefully applied makeup barely concealing the fury twisting my expression. I’d gone through so much trouble to steal this projec
*These past few days, I’ve been on cloud nine! News about my successful deal with Ada is everywhere, headlines like “Business Genius Carol” and “The Youngest Marketing Queen” plastered all over. Every time I see those flattering articles, I can’t help but smile inside, though I keep my signature "elegant" smile on the outside.Hmph, Shelia, did you see that? The Ada deal you tried so hard to get—now she's working with me! Who do you think you are? Just a discarded woman Hugh threw away!To celebrate my victory, I arranged a get-together with Fiona. After all, we landed this project together. I wonder if Lucas will come too. He’s one of the best guys I’ve ever dated. Maybe tonight, we could rekindle some old flames. I told Fiona to bring him along.I took extra care getting ready—slipping into a red backless gown, my hair elegantly pinned up to show off my long, slender neck. My makeup was flawless, and I looked sophisticated, sexy, untouchable. Glancing at myself in the mirror, I th