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
The following day, which was mainly the big day of the Grason Patriarch's birthday. Eva woke up later than expected due to the fact that she wasn't a person who wakes up early and she had spent her quality time watching movies till it was late last night. Eva, who had forgotten what plan she had today, lazily rolled over on her side and slowly opened her eyes and glanced at the clock. “The party!" Eva suddenly remembered that today was the party. She immediately spring up in the bed, removing the bed cover off her body and climbing out of the bed upon realizing it was already late in the afternoon which meant she had very little time to get ready.“Damn sleep! Damn you too Eva!" Eva berated herself for waking up late again, she ought to fix her sleeping habit of waking up late.Pacing back and forth in her room, arranging the messy bed. She had less than three hours before the banquet and she hadn't gotten dressed.“Ouch!" Eva let out a loud groan of pain when she suddenly hit her l
She paused, her mind flashing back to the countless fights, the shattered dishes, the cold silences that followed her every rebellion. "But I didn’t let their expectations control me. I chose my path, even when it meant walking away from them entirely." Eva let out a sigh, her gaze still focused outside the window. " I really loved it when I refused them, even though it would earn me being slapped senselessly. I always find pleasure somehow and I took pride in becoming the perfect, graceful black sheep of that damned family.” Belle hung on every word, her eyes wide with admiration and curiosity."But," She continued. “I only did it when I was a grown adult, legal enough to make my own choices. My plan wasn't perfect nor did it work in pleasing my family, but then again, why should I continue to please them when they were never family to me in the first place?" Eva gently moved her gaze back to Belle, leaning forward, "However, as someone who has gone through all that, you should k
"So, Belle," Eva began, pulling a chair close to the bed and sitting down. "Why don’t you tell me a little about yourself? What brought you here to this hospital room?" Her eyes scanned the room, taking in the overflowing flowers and gifts surrounding the small child."I caught a fever a few days ago," Belle replied glumly, her voice quiet. Though it was just a fever, she’d been stuck in this hospital for a week. She felt fine now, but her parents insisted she remain."I'm all better now. Nothing hurts anymore. I just want to go home, but they won’t let me." Belle’s lips turned down in a bitter frown as she recalled how her parents refused her calls and ignored her requests to leave. Deep down, she knew they preferred her absence."Why not?" Eva asked softly, though she already sensed the answer."Because they hate me."Eva’s heart clenched at the words, so full of pain and resignation. She studied the young girl, who stared back with guarded eyes that looked far older than her years.
Once the door shut, the girl turned her head slightly. "You can come out now."Eva pushed the gifts aside and slid out from under the bed. She straightened up, her gaze meeting the child’s lifeless, cold eyes. They lacked the innocent sparkle of youth."Why were those men chasing you? Who are you?" the girl asked, studying Eva intently. Despite her disheveled hair and rumpled gown, there was no mistaking the elegant air that surrounded her.Eva smiled faintly, deciding to test the girl’s intuition when she noticed how she was studying her. ‘Let’s see if you're smart. "Who do you think I am?"The child’s eyes narrowed. "You’re not a simple patient.""Oh? What makes you say that?""This is the VVIP floor, accessible only with a private keycard. Your gown is made of high-quality cotton, reserved for VVIP patients.""Well, I could’ve stolen the keycard and clothes," Eva countered.The girl’s gaze didn’t waver. "Despite your messy appearance, you carry yourself with grace. Your posture, ev
Eva jumped in alarm, spinning around to find a young girl sitting on a hospital bed. The room was filled with vases of flowers, their cloying fragrance filling the air. The child, no older than fourteen or fifteen years old, looked at her with wide, innocent eyes, her long hair framing her delicate face.Eva blinked in surprise, her anger momentarily forgotten as she stared at the young child. Somehow she felt something about this girl resembling a boy she used to know. “Hello.”“What's your name, child?" She asked, just as the footsteps outside became louder.The girl smiled faintly. “You’re running from people.” she said nugging at the door.Eva's brows furrowed. “Yes, I am.”. “Quick! Look for her before Boss gets upstairs!”The sound of the bodyguards’ voices rang in the hallway, getting closer. Panic flooded Eva's chest. She scanned the room frantically, looking for a way out, but the space was small, and the windows were sealed shut.She turned back to the girl, her pulse racing
Eva who was moments away from hitting him with the IV pole again when his pitiful plea caught her attention. “You can tell your boss to rot in hell—” she started, but the man cut her off.“Please, Lady Boss!” he cried, desperation in his voice. “I have a wife, kids, and a family to feed—”Eva's brow twitched at his words. Of course, he definitely wouldn't be a monk like his boss, however, she had a feeling he was saying this to make her feel guilty. “And you have a dog too, I bet?” she quipped sarcastically.His eyes widened in shock. “Y-yes! Exactly! His name is Chase!”She grit her teeth in annoyance, snatching the phone from his shaking hands. “What do you want?” she demanded, her patience wearing thin. She could guess that he was trying to stall time until he got here but she wasn't planning to let him meet her here.The bodyguards flinched in fear. They truly applauded her for her boldness, but they also feared for the poor woman's head! It would really fly if she continued talk
Turning back to the bodyguards, she picked up the IV pole and tested its weight in her hands. It was lighter than she expected, perfect for swift strikes. She had a lot of experience fighting with wooden sticks in her days in the military.Her gaze landed back to the men, a dark scowl on her face.“I’m sure everyone of you all heard the conversation,” she said coolly, her voice steady. “If you value your limbs, step aside.”The men stood their ground, but the unease in their expressions was clear.When reinforcements arrived to block the entrance entirely, Eva's lips curled into a dark smile. They’ve made a mistake.Gripping the pole tightly, her eyes blazing with determination as she scanned the men creating a barrier at the entrance.“Fine, you've all made your choices. Let's see who’s leaving with bruises.”Eva's grip on the metal IV pole tightened as she positioned herself to strike. Her eyes locked on the bodyguards standing in her way, each one ready to brace for her next move
She sighed heavily, pinching the bridge of her nose in exasperation. If they were working for Damien, they wouldn’t stand insults against him. She smirked, deciding to bait them.“Fine. Is it your unbelievably stubborn, hideously jealous, and completely insufferable boss, Damien Cross?”One of the guards instinctively stiffened, muttering, “Our boss is not—” and immediately cut himself off, his face paling. He can't believe he just fell for that trick.“Aha!” Eva said triumphantly. “We have our catch. So it is Damien.”Smirking, she stalked back to her bed, grabbing her phone. She dialed Damien’s number, and unsurprisingly, he answered on the first ring.“Evs, you should be resting—”“Young man, tell your men to step aside,” she interrupted, her tone sharp.Damien frowned when he heard her. Asking him to order his men to step aside meant that she had gotten out of bed!His voice hardened. “What are you doing out of bed? Get back to bed right-”“You’re not the Boss of me. I’m not goi
**********The soft rustle of fabric accompanied the nurse as she finished adjusting Eva's bandages. Moments later, a team of doctors shuffled into the room, meticulously checking her vitals and updating her chart. Their scrutiny felt endless, but Eva's irritation wasn’t aimed at them—it was at the glaring absence of Gabriel.Upon inquiring, she discovered he’d been reassigned and replaced with another doctor, a woman.Her lips twisted in a knowing smile. Damien. Of course, it was him.She sighed at the thought. Gabriel was probably one the best doctors in his department at Solace Hospital. Replacing him with someone else, especially out of jealousy, was as unnecessary as it was predictable. Damien's overprotectiveness knew no bounds, even though her blind date with Gabriel had been a complete dead end.‘Typical overbearing Damien Cross.’After the doctors left, Eva found herself sinking into boredom. The day dragged on, and as the sun set, casting long shadows across the pristine roo
“Who is the person? Is it someone I know?" “No, you don't." Oliver's eyes narrowed. “You said the person is important? Like… a woman?”Damien was surprised by Oliver's question as he turned to look at the boy. She? It suddenly hit Damien at the moment that he probably still had some of Eva's floral feminine scent on him and Oliver's dog nose already smelled it.“It is a woman, right? Why is she at the hospital?” Oliver continues to question.Damien sighed. “Yes.”“Why was she hurt?” “Because she’s clumsy,” Damien replied, his patience wearing thin.Oliver's questions continued unabated until Damien zhot him a sharp glare. “Enough, Oliver. Go back inside. I have work and can't answer all your questions.”“But-" Oliver was about to protest but he couldn't anymore when Damien shot him another glare.“Alright, Big Boss...I'll stop asking questions…" There was no other expression on Oliver's face than the expression that made him look like a neglected child yearning for his mother's lov