Did he think that she was seriously going to believe that?“Can you just do this one favor for me and be Eva's date to the party?" Nathalia urged. She knew that getting Damien to be Eva's date wouldn't be easy but she didn't realize and expected it to be this difficult.“Did you realize that she would find out about our relationship if I went to the party instead of you?” Damien uttered." Eventually, she would still find out about our relationship as cousins. And I hate lying to my best friend because my cold and aloof older cousin threatens me not to tell.” Nathalia said as she ran her finger through her hair. "Besides, why don't you want her to know the truth?" Nathalia asked out of curiosity." None of your business." Damien coldly replied."Tsk. I don't want to know either. Just tell me that you're going to the party." Nathalia pouted her face when Damien refused to tell her why he didn't want Eva to know about them.“She says she doesn't wish to see me again, so I want to avoid
Nathalia's face turned pale and she almost coughed out a gallon of blood when she heard Damien's cold words.On the other hand, Shane who was standing beside Nathalia almost choked to death as well. At this rate, Damien was never going to get married and he would surely be in support if the chairman found a woman for his boss to marry. “Ah, it's really useless talking to a rock-like person like you.” Nathalia sighed in hopelessness. " Since you've decided and don't want to go to the party then I have no choice but to find someone else to do the job for me.” Nathalia remarked, casting a look at Damien who had his face glued to the file in front of him." Did you have someone else in mind, Nathy?” Shane asked out of curiosity."Mm-hm. I will have to ask my hard-headed idiot brother to do it, since our workaholic brother over here is too ‘BUSY’ to do it for me.” Nathalia made sure to exaggerate her words, hoping that Damien might change his mind about his decision. But to no avail as Da
“Tsk, I'd agree with half of what you said because the task I'm about to assign to you is not easy for you." Nathalia revealed. "Really? Now I have the urge not to hear it but it's a favor from my little sister. What is this help you need me to do?” Edwin asked. One can already see how much he pampered Nathalia a lot.“A party." Nathalia uttered.“Huh? A party? Did you want to throw a party? Is that what you need my help for?" Edwin questioned, confused by what Nathalia meant by a party.Nathalia rolled her eyes at Edwin. Why would she want to throw a party all of a sudden with her tight schedule? Besides, even if she wanted to throw a party, why would she require Edwin's help for such a small matter?“I'm not talking about throwing a party. I'm referring to the Grason patriarch's birthday banquet which is taking place in two days. That is what I need your help with." Nathalia calmly replied.“Oh, I heard about the party. So?" Edwin replied, he was slowly following what Nathalia was
“Thank you big brother, you have no idea the amount of weight you have just lifted up for me. Ah, that reminds me! I won't let Eva know that you'd be her date because that girl would refuse and might even change her mind to not attend the party as well." Nathalia remarks, knowing Eva well." Alright, all I have to do is just attend the party as her date, isn't it?” Edwin replied."Yes, yes. Thank you again big brother.”"Anything for my little sis. Let's talk later.” Edwin replied before hanging up the call. Nathalia grinned in excitement after hanging up the call with Edwin. She was happy that she had resolved this matter. Even though she knew that she would have a lot of explanation to do if Edwin showed up at the banquet as Eva's date. Eva would definitely get mad at her after this.“This is all for your own good, my dear. It's the least I could do even if it earns your anger. I regretted not being by your side when you needed me the most." Nathalia mumbled silently to herself.Sh
He knew Damien wasn't bluffing and was capable of sending his men over to the club that he was. It wouldn't cost Damien anything to do that and finding his location was just a very simple task for Damien's men to do. The last thing he wanted was for Damien to have his men embarrass him public when they come and drag him out. “Fine, I'm on it. Give me a moment." Edwin finally stood up where he was seated and walked over to the private section in the club where the music was much less than the main club.“I can hear you properly right now." Edwin announced after taking a seat on one of the couch places in the private section." I have a job for you.” Damien dryly revealed. He didn't bother to repeat the previous question he asked Edwin because he already suspected that Nathalia must have called Edwin.Edwin paused for a few moments without saying anything. Since when did his cousin have a job for him? Although he always helps Damien to carry out some tasks, like representing him at some
Damien didn't place his cellphone down after he hung up the call with Edwin. Instead, he dialed another number.Meanwhile, Shane was laying down on his bed at his apartment sleeping with a small peaceful smile on his face. He was glad that today was Friday which means that he was going to two days of peaceful sleep and no working. Shane was always the happiest on Fridays because he knew that he would have no work to do for his cold boss in the next two days.Just as Shane was reminiscing gently in his sleep, his cell phone went off on the bedside table next to him. He let out a small groan and reached out for his cellphone, already used to his phone, he picked the call without glancing at the caller's ID.“Hello?" Shane groggily answered.“I need you to find the best dress designer in the country and send a dress to Evangeline Carter's apartment tomorrow.” Damien's cold voice sounded from the phone.Hearing his Boss voice, Shane quickly removed the eyemask from his face and glanced at
That was true, she was the same famous designer Mark had hired to make Christine's dress. After she had made Christine's dress first and had it delivered to her, she suddenly came up with a better way to design and make the dress look stunning but it was too late because she had given the first dress to Christine. Not wanting her fresh design to go to waste, the designer decided to remake the dress in the style of the new design she thought about. She planned to resend this new design of dress to Christine after she completed it. However, looking at the situation on ground, she couldn't agree more with her assistant and decided to send this dress to Shane. Although both the dress she had made now and the one she sent to Christine look exactly the same, there was only a slight difference in this new dress she made that the one she sent to Christine didn't have. Moreover, the designer thought that sending this new dress to Shane would solve her problem and also she was sure that it wou
Eva suddenly thought of something. “Didn't you have a dress delivered to me?" She questioned immediately."No, I didn't.” Nathalia curtly replied when she heard Eva's question. Eva let out a sigh and rubbed her forehead after hearing Nathalia's sharp response. “I shouldn't have jumped to the conclusion that it was you who sent the dress." Eva muttered silently to herself but Nathalia heard her clearly.“Did you receive a dress?” Nathalia suddenly asked. “Ah, yes I did. One of the apartment workers came to deliver a package to me but judging from the look of the package, I can tell that it's a dress and the first person that came to my mind was you. I knew you were not really satisfied with the dress we had bought yesterday.” Eva explained to Nathalia about what happened. Nathalia frowned at Eva's explanation. “Then who would have sent the package to you out of nowhere?” Nathalia inquired. She didn't have someone send a dress to Eva. It was true that she wasn't satisfied with the dr
Eva exhaled deeply, her grip tightening on the steering wheel as Damien's words echoed in her mind. She hadn’t meant for the conversation to spiral into this, but his response had struck a nerve she hadn’t realized was so raw.He doesn’t understand what I’m trying to say. He keeps assuming I don’t see him as my husband. Damn it, of course, he’s everything anyone could want in a husband—perfect, dependable, and... maddeningly oblivious! she cursed inwardly, frustration bubbling beneath her calm exterior.What Eva truly wanted, though she could never bring herself to say it, was for Damien to ask her out the traditional way—a formal, heartfelt gesture that would solidify their relationship in the way she longed for. But she was too proud, too stubborn, to admit it aloud. Instead, she had resorted to subtle hints, hoping he’d pick up on them and take the next step.Yet Damien, with all his intelligence and sharp instincts, was painfully oblivious when it came to matters of the heart. He
After finishing her meal with Kai, Eva was ready to head home but paused, noting how bright the afternoon still was. Her grandfather’s words from their call replayed in her mind: Damien bought you a property.The curiosity nagged at her. Should she ask Damien about it? What if he thought she was being too demanding? After a few minutes of careful deliberation, she decided to call.The phone barely rang once before Damien picked up. His voice was calm but tinged with concern. “Eva, are you okay?”In the executive meeting room, heads turned in astonishment. Their boss, who usually disregarded calls during meetings, had not only answered his phone but done so without hesitation. His phone, typically kept out of reach, now sat prominently on the table—a change that hadn’t gone unnoticed.Eva hesitated briefly. “I’m fine, Damien. It’s nothing serious. I just wanted to ask you something.”“Go on,” he encouraged, his tone soft and attentive.“Well…” she began cautiously, unsure how to phrase
“Did Dustin Banks insist you attend the banquet, or was it your grandfather?” Kai asked, his tone laced with curiosity. It puzzled him why Lawrence couldn’t attend the event himself. Sure, the man was getting older, but didn’t he just make an appearance at a similar event three months ago? What has changed now?Eva blinked at the question, momentarily taken aback. She hadn’t thought about it in depth before, but now that Kai mentioned it, the whole situation did seem odd. Why was her grandpa Smith so adamant about her attending in his stead?“Now that you mention it, I’m not too sure,” Eva admitted, her brows furrowing as she contemplated it. She took a bite of the beef she had prepared, the flavors melting in her mouth, followed by a sip of soup to balance it out.Kai went quiet, his thoughts running wild as he considered different possibilities. His sharp eyes rested on Eva, who was too preoccupied with her food to notice his gaze.Even as she ate, there was an undeniable elegance t
Arriving at Elite EntertainmentThe sleek glass doors of Elite Entertainment gleamed in the morning sunlight as Eva stepped out of her car. The reception area buzzed with activity, but the moment she entered, heads turned. Being one of the agency’s most prominent models, Eva’s presence never went unnoticed.Ignoring the whispers, she made her way to the elevator, her heels clicking against the polished floor. Moments later, she was stepping into Kai’s office, where he sat behind his massive desk, engrossed in a document.“Kai,” Eva greeted, her voice drawing his attention.He looked up, his sharp eyes softening slightly when he saw her. “Eva. What brings you here so early?”Eva placed the container of food on the small glass table with a sly smile. “Bribery.”Kai raised an eyebrow. “Bribery for what?”“For what I’m about to tell you,” she replied, sitting down on one of the couches in his office mini living room.Intrigued, Kai leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. “This shoul
As the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the Miami sky in shades of orange and purple, Eva leaned back on her couch, flipping through a stack of papers. Her phone buzzed on the table beside her, and she glanced at the caller ID. “Grandpa Smith,” she answered with a smile as she picked up the call. “Eva, my dear, how are you feeling?” Lawrence’s warm, deep voice came through. His concern was evident, as always. “You’ve been overworking yourself lately, haven’t you? Tell me, how’s your health?” “I’m fine, Grandpa,” Eva assured him, her voice was light and soothing. “I’ve been careful, and I’m almost fully recovered. There’s no need to worry.” “Good, good,” Lawrence replied, though his tone suggested he wasn’t fully convinced. “I just wanted to check up on you—and remind you about the banquet. I assume you’ve prepared for it?” Eva chuckled softly. “Of course, Grandpa. I wouldn’t dare forget something so important. I’m getting everything ready, and I’ll be there on time.” “Good
"U-uhm, Boss?" Clara noticed he had been spacing out for quite a while.She couldn't deny the appeal of her worldly boss whose face resembled the statues tucked away in museums. His face was the polar opposite of his personality. His clean-cut appearance was amplified by the fact that he was smoking.In the dim room where the cigarette smoke was more prominent, his eyes were slightly squinted, sharp jaw clenched, and ruffled hair giving off a very dangerous type of man — the kind you wanted to convert into good."Clean my office." Mark flicked the ashes off of his cigarette.Because of the scandal, he had been having issues with Christine nonstop the past few days, with this morning being their worst… Today was not a good day for him."I'll contact the Janitor right away—""I don't have the time to wait for the janitor. Do it yourself." He commanded her, his tone not leaving any room for discussion.Disgruntled at his request, but with no option to disobey it, Clara could only grit he
The executive wailed upon hearing the two most dreadful words in the world. He squealed like a pig being slaughtered. "No, wait, Boss, please! Give me another chance! I swear I won't be bribed again—" Too late. He was dragged out of the room, screaming, kicking, and begging for mercy, his grating voice bouncing off the hallways, causing the employees to cringe upon hearing the deafening sound.Shane walked in immediately afterward. "Boss, your next order?""Have all of his work and personal history checked." Damien paused before saying, "Bankrupt him." He disdainfully said."I expect to see the stocks of Johnson Corporation drastically plummet by the crack of dawn.""Right away, Boss." Shane nodded, bowed his head, and excused himself. When he was out of the office and the door was closed, he sighed in disappointment.What a foolish man.Just a few minutes ago, the executive had miraculously talked his way into having a personal meeting with the President, and instead of eventually ut
Once outside, she spotted her assistants seated near the entrance, their faces etched with fatigue. They had clearly missed the commotion inside the store."Please ensure the purchases are delivered to the Cross Estate," she instructed. After a moment, she added, "You’re free to go home afterward. Thank you for today."The assistants blinked in disbelief before scrambling to their feet. "N-no, thank you, ma’am!" They bowed deeply as Eva walked off, determined to find a proper gift.Eva wandered from store to store, dissatisfied with every option until she reached a small boutique tucked into the corner of the mall. The store’s minimalist logo, "NE" caught her attention.“NE?" Eva muttered under her breath.Intrigued, she stepped inside. The boutique, despite its modest location, radiated sophistication. Every piece was crafted with exceptional detail and elegance. Yet, Eva couldn’t help but wonder why such an acclaimed brand was hidden away on the uppermost floor.A sales associate ap
"It's alright, Mr. Billy. A few replaceable employees aren’t worth losing sleep over." Eva’s calm smile sent shivers down Mr. Billy’s spine, leaving him terrified yet eager to please her.Understanding the unspoken warning, he quickly replied, "As the head of the security team, it is my responsibility to handle nuisances like these. Please don’t trouble yourself with such matters, ma’am." The fear of losing his lucrative position was evident in his voice. Though Eva appeared composed, Mr. Billy knew better than to underestimate someone with her reputation.The sales associate, now pale as a sheet, stammered, "M-ma’am, w-would you still like the cufflinks? I-I can wrap them up immediately and include a bonus—"Eva waved her hand dismissively, her gaze fixed on her nails. "No need for bonuses. Just swipe the card." She ignored Christine, who angrily slapped her polished black card onto the counter."I said those cufflinks are mine!" Christine’s voice trembled with rage. Losing to Eva tw