“Why did you bring me here?” Lucien asked as he glanced at Eva who had brought him towards a room door.“I have something to get from here, so I wanted you to come along before you cause any more trouble with your mother. It's too early for that." Eva replied.“But you've never let me once enter this place so why did you suddenly want me to enter this room along with you?” Lucien questioned. Eva had never once let Lucien enter the room because only she had the keys to the room and the things behind the door were precious to her.The room belong to Shenley when she was still alive, and after she died Eva had kept all of her mother's belongings in this room and only she had the access to the room, not even Matthew had the access to the room because Eva have made the room with a security code and only Eva knew the password."I know that and that is why I am bringing you here.” Eva muttered without looking at Lucien and entered the password to the room and opened the door.“Come in," Eva
“You are never going to come back here, are you?” Lucien suddenly asked, making Eva turn her head at him with a small gentle smile on her face. After a few minutes of just staring at him, she finally opened her mouth.“I'm not sure." She curtly responded while shaking her head.“I wouldn't come back if I were you, not after what happened?” Lucian coldly voices out. Eva giggled at his words. “I came here because of you and what happened was a given, because those two would have come up with another way to make all of this happen.” she replied. She knew for a fact that both Matthew and Laura would come up with another plan just to get her to go on another date with Lucas.“Then, if I'm the only one you came here to visit, don't. I would be the one to come and visit you whenever you wish to see me.” Lucien uttered and you looked away.Eva paused for a few moments taking her aback by surprise at what Lucian said. She hasn't heard him make an offer to visit her for once ever since she mov
Today was the last time she made up her mind to use public transport again.Earlier, she had taken Lucien's word to heart and also realized that she needed to put an end to her public transportation. After she watched Lucien enter his school, she made up her mind to branch out to a car shop and buy a car for herself which led her to be standing outside this car shop. This was her first time visiting this place, when she was still in the car with Lucien she had quickly browsed the internet for the most famous car shop in the country and this was one of the places that popped up on her screen after she pressed her question answer so she decided to go with this place first. That was the reason why she gave the taxi driver the address of this place.This place is one of the most popular car dealers that sells expensive and luxurious cars in the country and most wealthy and rich individuals normally visit this place to purchase cars. Eva finally made her way to the entrance of the buildi
“How much does the car cost?” Eva asked in a composed demeanor. She was sure that it was going to be expensive because of all its cool features but she didn't feel threatened about it anyway.“Well, this car is a whooping sum of fifteen million dollars." The saleslady revealed with an excited expression as she was glad that Eva wouldn't be stepping away from the vehicle but this was the moment of truth to know if her luck would shine at this moment.Eva went silent for a while, thinking about the decision she was going to make. At the same time her silence also made the atmosphere tense and the saleslady was sweating nervously. She was beginning to think that the price was too much for Eva and it was the reason why she was quiet. Even though Eva was dressed in expensive clothes which made her look like she was from a wealthy family, that doesn't mean she can afford to buy the car. After all, it's not all the rich individuals that can afford such an amount of car and this was the sore
Eva sighed, thankfully she hadn't placed that phone close to her ears. If not she was sure that she would have lost her ear due to Nathalia's loud voice. “Chill and calm down. I'm currently driving on the highway. And what news are you talking about?” Eva calmly replied feigning ignorance to what Nathalia was talking about. “Don't tell me to calm down. Why do you love to just shock this friend of yours like this? Besides, what do you mean you're driving?" Nathalia questioned, confused by what Eva meant that she was driving."Well, I bought a car, so I'm actually driving my car now.” Eva responded.“What?! When did you buy a car and didn't let me know." Nathalia pouted her face in anger.“I just did about fifteen minutes ago. Besides, why are you calling me?" Eva inquired.“About that…… we have to meet right now. I will send you the address right away." Nathalia replied.“Fine, I understand. I will meet you there in an hour." Eva said with a sigh. She knows that there is no way for h
“About the paparazzi appearance. Appearntly, they received a tip from someone inside the museum. However, I wonder who it could be?" Eva wondered as well, but with so many guests in there, it could be anyone. “Well, I'm not really interested in him anyway." Eva coldly stated out." Not interested in him?!” Nathalia let out a gasp, her eyes growing wide as if she had just heard the most notorious gossip of all time. She leaned over the table and stretched her hand to grab her friend's face looking her dead in the eyes."My dear, you can always tell everything, you know, right?” Nathalia whispered gently like she was trying to persuade a child to tell her the truth.Eva eyed her friend's suspicious behavior. "What are you doing? What the hell did you mean by that?” She inquired."Is there something wrong with your vision? How can you not like Lucas? Don't you see how handsome and wealthy he is? I mean he might be a blind date set up by that two faced bitch but you don't have to overloo
Nathalia let out a tired sigh and raised her hand up to rub her forehead. Maybe she had been a little harsh on Eva. She was just looking out for Eva and totally forgot that her best friend is currently in a tight spot with both her father and stepmother on her neck.“Look, I'm sorry that I yelled at you. I was just watching out for you, you haven't spoken with your uncle for a very long time that I can remember so what if something happened again- anyways, I'm really sorry.” Nathalia genuinely apologizes to Eva. Eva's gaze softened when she heard Nathalia's apology. Even though she understood her worry she wasn't able to control her emotion and also gave her a piece of her mind.“I understand you, Nathy. And I also apologize for speaking to you in that manner, I couldn't control myself." Eva also apologized while staring at Nathalia. There was no way she would be angry at Nathalia for long and same goes for Nathalia as well.“I deserved it, maybe it's the wine that made me react that
Eva parked her car in the parking lot of the apartment complex. She stepped out of the car and headed to the entrance of the building and made her way to the elevator.After Eva entered the security password of her apartment, she opened the door and entered her house. “Finally home." Eva muttered, feeling extremely welcomed by the quietness in her house. She made her way to the couch and dropped her bag and sat down as well. She let out a tired sigh for the nth time as she rested her head backwards and closed her eyes to rest for a little bit. It took Eva some moment to gain her energy before she stood up from the couch and made her way to her bedroom to change out of the dress. “Ah, I miss laying down on my bed!" Eva removed her sneakers and jumped on her bed, turning around and rubbing her hand on the bed.Fifteen minutes later, Eva walked out of her bedroom completely changed out of her clothes and she was currently wearing a sweatpants and big white shirts. Her hair was still ti
Lucien entered the living room with his usual quiet air, his school bag slung over one shoulder. His dark eyes, cold and unreadable, briefly scanned the room before landing on his mother, Laura, seated gracefully on the couch with a teacup in hand. Her posture was as poised as ever, but Lucien’s sharp gaze detected the faint smugness that usually lingered after one of her scheming conversations with Christine.He said nothing, brushing past her with the silent intent of heading upstairs. His long strides were interrupted when Laura called out, her tone laced with a false warmth."Lucien," she said, setting her teacup down. "Come here for a moment."Lucien stopped mid-step, his back stiffening. He slowly turned around, his expression blank but his sharp gaze silently questioning her interruption.Laura’s smile wavered under his cold stare, but she maintained her composure. "Christine just got back a while ago. Why don’t you go upstairs and greet her?"Lucien raised an eyebrow, crossing
Christine stormed into the Carter mansion, her heels clicking sharply against the marble floor, her jaw clenched tightly in frustration. She tossed her designer bag onto the couch, her lips pressed into a thin line as she paced back and forth. The events of the day replayed in her mind like a relentless reel—Eva’s smirk, her cutting words, the way she had effortlessly dismissed Christine in front of everyone. It was a humiliation Christine couldn’t stomach."That woman," she hissed under her breath. "She always finds a way to one-up me. How does she always come out on top?"Laura, who had been sitting in the adjacent room sipping tea, looked up as her daughter’s angry footsteps echoed. She set her cup down gracefully and stood, smoothing her dress as she approached Christine."Christine," Laura said in a calm, measured tone, "what’s the matter now?"Christine stopped pacing and turned to her mother, her eyes blazing with frustration. "It’s Eva! She humiliated me again today, in front
Once the deal was official, she turned to leave the meeting room with Gwen and Trix at her side. They made their way down the sleek hallway of HB Industry, their footsteps echoing on the polished floors. Just as they neared the exit, they came across Christine and her entourage, who had just arrived.Christine’s eyes widened when she saw Eva. Her usual fake smile quickly appeared, though there was a slight tension in her features. Eva wasn’t sure whether to laugh or feel disgusted as Christine approached her.“Sister!” Christine said, her voice sweet and syrupy as she stepped forward. “I am so sorry for being late. I didn’t mean to hold up the meeting like this. I just got caught up in some last-minute details.”Eva’s expression remained neutral, but she couldn’t help the slight roll of her eyes at Christine’s words. She had no intention of entertaining Christine’s faux apology, but Christine wasn’t finished yet.“Oh, and about last night,” Christine said in a tone that was just loud
In the sleek, minimalist meeting room at HB Industry, Eva sat at the center, sitting by her sides were none other than Gwen and Trix, with her official company lawyer at her side. They were all dressed sharply, the atmosphere tense as they awaited the start of the meeting. On the other side of the polished conference table, Mr. Carl and his HB Industry team sat with the Whyte Corps representatives, their suits impeccably pressed and faces expressionless.It was a rare sight to see Eva waiting this long, especially for a meeting she had no patience for. She had already signed the contract in her mind, but the delays were irking her. The anticipation of what was supposed to be a routine procedure seemed to drag on indefinitely. The room had grown uncomfortably still as they all waited for the meeting to start. Eva’s fingers tapped lightly on the armrest of her chair, a subtle gesture that spoke volumes about her impatience .With a soft sigh, Eva glanced at Gwen and Trix, silently expre
She stood at the doorway, adjusting the strap of her handbag as she prepared to leave for HB Industry. Damien followed her to the entrance, his hands casually tucked into his pockets, though his piercing gaze gave away his reluctance to let her go.“Don’t forget to call me if anything comes up,” he said, his deep voice steady yet tinged with a protective edge.“I won’t,” Eva replied with a small smile. She turned to open the door when his voice stopped her.“Wait.”She turned back, one brow raised in question.“You’re leaving without giving me a proper goodbye?” Damien asked, a teasing smirk tugging at his lips.Eva blinked, caught off guard by his request. “A proper goodbye? You’re serious?”He stepped closer, the warmth of his presence wrapping around her like a cocoon. “I don’t joke about such things. A goodbye kiss is mandatory.”Her cheeks flushed slightly, though she masked it with a playful roll of her eyes. “Fine,” she relented, taking a step toward him. “But I’ll only give yo
After a pause, George returned to the phone. “Damon Cross,” he said, purposely mispronouncing the name to irritate him.Damien felt his nose twitch at the deliberate and grating mispronunciation of his name, but he maintained a polite tone, reminding himself he was speaking to an elder. “Yes, Grandfather?” He replied smoothly, emphasizing the title in retaliation. Two could easily play the game of pettiness.George resisted the urge to march over to the banquet and knock some sense into the boy for daring to use that title. Grandfather? He scoffed internally. ‘If you want to call me that, first show me a ring on her finger—and then give me some great-grandkids before you even think about it! I wonder what that useless grandfather of his taught him.’“Now listen clearly to me. If she stays at your house, it’s for tonight only. And if I find out you’ve done anything improper, I’ll personally see to it that you’re castrated. Do you understand?”Julian, overhearing the threat, nearly cho
---As the banquet neared its end, Damien escorted Eva to his car. He fully intended to take her home—to their home—hoping to spend the night by her side. But his plans were thwarted by an all-too-familiar figure: her meddling grandfather.The moment Eva settled into the car, her phone rang. Damien, still holding the door open for her, frowned at the sound. When he saw the caller ID, his expression darkened further. Of course, it was him.While Eva answered the call, Damien’s sharp eyes scanned the area. Hidden in the shadows near the back entrance, a figure lurked—one of George’s men, undoubtedly there to keep tabs on her. His presence only worsened Damien’s mood.“Yes, Grandfather, I’m leaving the banquet now,” Eva said into the phone, her tone polite but weary. “Yes, I’ve made a few connections… I’m heading home? No, not to Damien’s. I know, I know, there will be more rumors if—”Before she could finish, Damien snatched the phone from her hand.“She’ll be perfectly safe with me,”
Eva turned to him, her voice barely above a whisper. "Did you do this?" She lifted her gaze to meet his, realizing he had been watching her the entire time, his piercing eyes fixed solely on her. She had heard whispers, unconfirmed reports that Lydia was behind the replica of the blue dress that was sent to her. But to see her now, reduced to this state, it seemed the consequences of her actions were almost... excessive. "Yes," Damien replied without hesitation, his tone calm but firm. He tried to guide her out of the banquet, his hand lightly pressing against her back, but Eva stood her ground, refusing to move. "Why?" she asked, her voice tinged with disbelief. Damien’s sharp eyes narrowed at her question, his jaw tightening. What did she mean, why? That woman had orchestrated her public disgrace, and now Eva was hesitating, questioning the justice served? Did she not understand that showing mercy to enemies was akin to betraying herself? "She was responsible for your humiliati
Christine’s nails dug into her palm, her anger simmering beneath a mask of civility. She longed to lash out, but Damien’s presence reminded her of her place. Any wrong move could lead to her downfall.“It’s unbecoming to insult others so publicly…” Christine’s voice was a deliberate attempt at calm, but it lacked conviction.“The truth often stings, get over it.” Eva replied coldly, her unapologetic tone reinforcing her dominance. The crowd e were not even surprised by her response because they were used to this behavior of hers, but they were taken back by Christine's sudden desire to argue with Eva.Wasn't Wasn’t Christine supposed to be the passive type, the one who ended arguments rather than starting or joining them? The sudden shift in her behavior was beginning to alter everyone’s perception of her, casting doubt on the image she had so carefully cultivated.Dusti standing nearby with a glass of wine, observed the scene with quiet amusement. Eva’s sharp wit was refreshing, a st