"Enough, you're just as pompous as you ever were but before you talk about our flaws then you should take a look at yourself and look where you ended up with all your knowledge. It doesn't seem like you ever learned about what happened to you in the past." Sil pointed out the fact, hoping that her words would tarnish Eva's confidence."It's very concerning when you couldn't spare your sister from your fury and bullied Christine when she was only trying to be nice to you." Reah remarked.Eva scoffed with a raised eyebrow, "I understand if you're trying to protect your friend. However, you should know that Christine would have been kneeling on the cold hard floor on her two knees and be in a pathetic state already if I was truly bullying her. You should be aware that isn't an understatement since I'm very famous for that and you have also experienced it for yourself in the past." Eva revealed, locking gaze up to Reah's face with an intimidating look. Reah gulped in fear, unable to say a
"I apologize that you had to endure that Miss Nathalia. It wasn't my intent that your friend would have to experience this kind of thing on her first visit to our stall. I'm sorry, Miss. Our staff should have handled the situation more effectively." The manager immediately apologized to Nathalia and Eva respectively."Oh, that's okay. Besides, those ladies have a lot of unsorted problems with me, since I've also not been a good influence. And, you don't have to get angry at Miss Maria because I was the one who told her not to interfere, she was only following my order." Eva stated. "O-of course, if it was your order she was following, I have no problem with that." The manager replied. Even if there was a problem he couldn't say it.He turned to look at Damien. "Mr Cross, please excuse me, I have to take care of some matters quickly." He requested.Damien nodded his head, giving him the permission to leave. "Thank you, Sir. Maria follows me." He thanked Damien before signaling Maria to
"You're indeed a crazy woman to have a lot of courage to say that and deny knowing me." His voice was so thick with restrained anger, no one had ever spoken like this and this Eva's second time speaking to him in such a casual manner. Nathalia nearly ran out of the boutique in fear, why did her cousin have to pick a fight with her best friend.But Eva was used to these types of men who thought that their intimidating and daunting stare could make a woman run for their life. All of the times Mark had glared and threatened her had toughened her skin. Eva was lethargic and apathetic to this kind of behavior.She can't deny the fact that this man did it better than Mark, but who cares?"I don't think I'm obliged to know you when I don't. As for the fact that called me a crazy woman, I will let it go this time." Eva remarked, ignoring the warning bell in her head and the obvious red flag waving in front of her.Nathalia stood frozen in shock. On one hand, she was extremely satisfied with w
After going back to Eva's apartment condo, Nathalia headed straight to the to grab something to drink. She walked back to the living and saw that the driver had helped to place all the shopping bags containing the clothes and shoes they had bought.Sitting down on the L-shaped couch, Nathalia opened the bag of chips she had brought along with her from the kitchen."Now, let's see you try out all these clothes right away." She remarked while putting a piece of the chips in her mouth."You mean all of them?" Eva suddenly turned to look at her."Yes, and I know what you're thinking but the sooner you try them out the quicker you rest." Nathalia stated as she waved her hand urging Eva to go and try out the dresses. Shaking her head, Eva grabbed the shopping bags and headed towards the bedroom.An hour later, Eva walked out of the room wearing the last pieces of dress Nathalia bought for her. It was a navy blue spaghetti strap colored empire dress. "Wow, you look gorgeous and stunning.
"How can you not know who was standing in front of you? Don't you know a single information about him? Ha……. Seriously, Eva." Nathalia sighed as she rubbed the space between her eyebrows, she thought Eva would be joking but the clueless expression on her face just made more perplexed at the moment."He is the most handsome and eligible bachelor and most importantly the dream husband of every single woman in the country. Not only is he just the dream husband, he is a very powerful man no one wants to offend, yet my dear you just casually spoke to him in such a manner, plus you told him to his face that you know nothing about him. Haa……I'm already losing my mind." "So you seem to know a lot about that man." Eva raised an eyebrow and gave her a suspicious look.Nathalia did know that she was advertising Damien to Eva but she couldn't stop at this moment. "Yes, I know a lot about him because that man is my cou…..ehem, I mean because he is very famous and even if you ask any individual abo
"What?!" Eva yelped in utter shock. Of course, she wasn't a country pumpkin. She has heard of the name Damien Cross a lot of times from other female socialites. However, she wasn't really interested in knowing more about him, but according to what her ears picked from people's conversation about him, he is a very powerful individual. Mark had even told her about the Cross Enterprise in the past. "Did you know what he is mostly called among other people?" Nathalia asked but Eva shook her head indicating that she didn't know."The Demo CEO. And the reason he was given such a name was because of his cruelty and ruthlessness. That person you saw is a very dangerous man that no one dared to offend. Even the government was very cautious when dealing with him. Despite his fearsome reputation, you can tell how many single women in the country flock around him all the way to celebrities and other young men from rich families. Did you know what he did to a female celebrity who had mistakenly
After they were done eating, both Eva and Nathalia spent the rest of the day binge-watching K drama movies then switching the TV channel to the latest variety show on the best couple in Miami which gave Nathalia the opportunity to throw popcorn at the screen.Nathalia was extremely exhausted from all the day's events, slumping lazily on the couch, Nathalia slept like a child as her body was curled into a ball and her arms tucked underneath her face.Eva chuckled at this sight, she switched off the TV before walking to her bedroom and walked back to the living with a heavy blanket which she used to cover her up.Tying her up her long hair, she began to clean up the mess they've made in the living room. If it was the woman from nine months ago, she would've left the chores to the housecleaner. Since she would be twenty-three years old this year and a grown adult, she figured it was best for her not to remain lazy. Being able to clean the house and do her laundry was something she shoul
Eva's entire life was built around a man that shattered her. From a young age after the death of Eva's mother, as if it was planned, she was drilled on how to become his pillar of support, after Eva stopped modeling, her father forced Eva to help Mark manage his multi-million cooperation, she wasted her time learning how to handle paperwork, secretly helping him fulfill his position when he was absent, she was his safe haven, and also a perfect wife. Eva thought she was doing all of this out of her love for Mark. However, all of her training and endless night of working hard was completely shattered within the span of nine months. In just nine months, Mark had forced Eva to her lowest point because he betrayed and fell in love with Christine.Nathalia knew that Eva was hurting so bad, because a similar situation had happened to her mother. It was like a deja Vu for Eva.Eva sighed, not angry about the fact that she was being yelled at by Nathalia. "Okay, fine. I'll think about it bu
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
Damien’s sharp eyes caught a pair of hostile ones fixed on Eva. His expression darkened when he realized it was Christine. His gaze turned icy, delivering a silent warning that made her falter. Christine’s confidence wavered when Damien’s piercing eyes met hers. His aura was suffocating, his authority undeniable. With a single move, he could dismantle her fragile plans. She swallowed hard, regretting the brief moment she dared to linger. “G-good evening, Mr. Cross,” she stammered, attempting a smile that didn’t reach her eyes. She felt unsteady, as if the ground beneath her might crumble. Was he upset because she hadn’t acknowledged him earlier? Or because she had looked at Eva with disdain? Damien’s lip curled in disgust. “Did I give you permission to address me?” Christine froze, feeling the weight of his words crash over her. Her carefully built composure shattered. Without the protection of Mark, she stood alone, exposed to his scrutiny. Even if Mark was here, she knew there w
Countless women wished to be the one to draw a smile from him, a rare expression meant solely for them. He was an untamed force, but the way he treated Eva—his unwavering attention and subtle tenderness—hinted at the kind of man he was. Rough and formidable, yes, but also capable of being an extraordinary lover.Arabelle grinned triumphantly. "You better keep that promise about tomorrow's cake!"Her parents never seemed to care about her enough to even order her favorite cake. She wondered if they even knew what her favorite food was…… Speaking of them, her mood shifted as her gaze returned to Eva. "What you told me back in the hos-" she cleared her throat. “In the room worked so well!" She carefully avoided mentioning her hospitalization in front of the watchful eyes of socialites, knowing how ruthless they could be."That’s good to hear," Eva replied, though her focus momentarily shifted to Dustin, who had been silently observing her. She was trying her hardest to not glare dagger