However, Mr. Wesson knew that Mr. Banner was purposely trying to invade his words because of their rivalry. But he felt that was petty of Mr. Banner because he thought he shouldn't have brought their personal grudges into this meeting because this was something that can affect the company afterwards. “Mr. Banner is right, although the profit might be low at first but let's take a look at the bigger picture. Eventually, we would be able to earn more profit by the time the business is known to everyone in the country.” Another executive said in support of Mr. Banner. “Besides, why are you in a haste, Mr. Wesson? It's not like the presenters have yet to conclude their presentation, so be patient and let's listen to the rest of the presentation. What if at the end of the presentation we find something useful for us, let's not be in haste.” Mr. Banner remarked, staring at Mr. Wesson with a smug smile on his face. He was confident that Mr. Wesson's opinion wouldn't be useful because he wo
“I've yet barely begun my argument, though I don't plan to waste my time on you guys. I would only point out your horrible mistake which I haven't even started. So, it would be too early for you to get provoked by seven simple words." Eva remarked in a cold voice, glaring at the man brave among the group of the presenters to speak. Her gaze was extremely fierce like a deadly snake ready to strike at any time.Everyone felt paralyzed instantly by her frightening stare. Where had they seen that type of glare before? This woman had become a completely different person from the woman who had entered the meeting room late earlier. It was as if she was about to devour them in their seats. “And you, the man with the weird purple color tie, I will be coming back to you." Eva uttered, she was talking to Mr. Banner who unconsciously gulped when he heard Eva words. Why was she coming back to him?Eva ignored the shocked and confused expression on Mr. Banner's face and turned her attention to th
They were the greedy fraction of the company executives. To them, even if Eva had pointed out the flaws in this project they couldn't accept to lose a young woman. They have to find a way to make the chairman want to accept the proposal.“Director Watt, why are you speaking like this? This young lady is clearly right and saying the truth. I'm glad that you all have someone to point out the obvious flaw in this project, let's just accept that this project proposal is forfeited and let's all move on.” Mr. Wesson replied to the man who had spoken up before Eva could open her mouth to reply to him. After he heard everything Eva had stated earlier, he had given it a deep thought and somewhat landed to a conclusion that Mr. Banner, Mr. Watt and the rest of the executives are trying to embezzle some money out of the project money into their pockets. No wonder he felt something was off and he thought the price money for the project was too much. “You seem to be more farsighted than me. So el
He continued to watch her and when he saw her fierce, unwavering gaze locked on the powerful men that were obviously twice her age made him realize why George cherished this feisty little woman. There was no expression that stated the fact that she was afraid in the slightest to speak her mind and pointed out the flaws of both the presenters and the executives. She had amazing eyes to be able see through the inconsistencies in the proposal and expertly calculate the actual revenue as well as profits from signing the contract. Where did she learn all of these things? He doubted if she had any idea how dangerous her potential was? People like her are rare and if words about her abilities got out, she would have countless companies fighting for her. Powerful men would use all kinds of dubious means to get her to their side, or worse, if they can't have her then they would permanently remove her from the hand of Lawrence Smith. Damien stared intently at the wall. She was a hidden weapon
Damien's polished leather shoes echoed in the quiet meeting room as he walked towards her. Eva could sense that he was walking but she pretended to not hear anything and continued to submerge herself in the paperwork.Confusion appeared on the executives faces as they watched Damien approach the woman. Why was he suddenly focused on that woman alone?“You're not going to greet me?" Damien inquired, hovering right over her. He stood with hands tucked into his pocket as usual, while staring down at her.He saw the allure of her snow white skin and she continued to work and ignore him. He removed his hand from his pocket and lightly touched her hair and used it to cover her neck. Her hair fell over her like a thick heavy curtain which blocked her view once again and it only annoyed her further. Eva pressed her lips together in frustration and finally raised her head up.Damien's expression remained the same despite the fact that he was slightly happy when he saw her doing so, however th
He was amused that Eva was pretending to be nonchalant to the obvious stare that was boring a hole through her head.“Grandpa, that is a service that would require and cost you an additional few millions to my consultation fee.” Eva replied with a knowing smile on her face. Already seeing right through his plans. She grabbed her purse and was prepared to stand up from her seat and take her leave when suddenly, aarge hand submerged from beside her.It touches the table, revealing a white bank check note. “State whatever price you want." Damien uttered in his usual cold voice, not wanting her to leave quickly. He had just seen her and it was clear enough for him to know that she was avoiding him. And he needed to know why? “Grandpa, you need to have some people take care of the bugs in here. There seems to be a very big annoying fly buzzing next to me. I apologize but I must take my leave in order to escape it, since you're aware of the fact that I don't like bugs.” Eva remarked while
Dylan stared at the old man who had trained and taken care of him since he was a child till he became what he was today and being the one who held the second highest position in the company. “I wouldn't have mentioned it if it's something I could do. You need to check this paperwork by yourself because they require your signature apart from mine.” Dylan ignored the old man's antics and replied with a serious expression on his face.“Fine." Lawrence finally gave in with a sigh. Seeing the unyielding look on the face of Dylan he knew that it was impossible to sneak out of signing those documents as well. Besides, there is nothing he could do after hearing that the paperwork that he was talking about needed his signature.“You can leave now to prepare the documents and place them on my desk in the office once you're done. And apart from that, I want you to dig up information about what had just taken place now. I want to know how those greedy executives came about with this contract that
Only Damien, Lawrence, and Eva remained in the glass room after Dylan left the meeting room. Silence enfolded in the entire room when no one said a thing until Eva broke the silence.“If that will be all with what you need me to do here, grandpa. I'll be taking my leave home-” Eva was unable to finish her words when she was interrupted by Lawrence."Oh, that reminds me! I'm sure that you haven't had your breakfast since I was the one who had called you early this morning. It's well in the afternoon so why don't you have lunch with me before heading back home. “ Lawrence knew what Eva was about to say so he quickly changed the topic of discussion before she could complete the statement.Just after he finished speaking and right on que, a light rumble sound echoed throughout the entire room.Instantly, Eva felt a heavy blush traveling from her neck to her cheeks at the humiliation of her stomach grumbling. It was true that she had indeed skipped her dinner last night thanks to waking up
As Damien led her to the couch, Eva suddenly halted, making him turn with a questioning brow.“You know,” she mused, tilting her head with mock seriousness, “before you interrupted me, I was actually offering a very expensive consultation service.”Damien crossed his arms, amusement twinkling in his dark eyes. “Oh?”Eva nodded, tapping her chin as if in deep thought. “Yes, I used to charge companies millions for my insights. So technically… you owe me.”Damien let out a low chuckle, stepping closer. “Let me get this straight,” he said, his voice rich with teasing authority. “You walked into my office, sat in my chair, went through my documents without permission—and now you’re asking me to pay you?”Eva grinned. “That’s business, Mr. Cross. Nothing is free.”Damien smirked. “And what if I refuse to pay?”Eva pretended to think, then shrugged. “Then I guess I’ll take my brilliant mind elsewhere.”Damien’s eyes darkened slightly, but he played along. “That would be a shame. Tell me, Mrs
Minutes passed, and Eva quickly grew bored.She had been in Damien’s office many times, but she still found herself looking around. It was immaculate and organized, but it lacked anything personal. Nothing in this room screamed Damien—except for the towering stacks of documents and reports on his desk.Her eyes narrowed as she walked over, running her fingers lightly over the ridiculous amount of paperwork.“No wonder he barely has time to eat.” She muttered, shaking her head.The sight of his overwhelming workload triggered a familiar ache in her chest. She remembered her past—being buried in work, managing her father’s company alongside Mark. She had spent countless nights drowning in documents, starving herself to meet deadlines, and yet… no one had cared. Neither her father nor Mark had ever asked if she had eaten.Her fingers clenched slightly against the papers.She had left that life behind, yet here Damien was, doing the same thing to himself.Determined to help him, Eva sat i
The sleek black car pulled up in front of Cross Enterprise, and Eva didn’t waste a second stepping out. Instead of the casual home-cooked meal she initially planned, she had opted for something more refined—a gourmet lunch from one of the most renowned restaurants in the city.“Wait here,” Eva told Gwen as she adjusted her coat.Gwen smirked knowingly. “Of course, take your time, lover girl.”Eva rolled her eyes but didn’t argue. She knew exactly what she was doing. There was no need to hide anymore—not after the scandal had already made headlines, exposing her connection to Damien. So, she walked into the building with confidence, her heels clicking against the polished marble floor of the grand lobby.The moment she stepped inside, all eyes were on her.Employees, visitors, and executives alike paused in their conversations, their gazes snapping toward the stunning supermodel who had just entered the headquarters of one of the most powerful companies in the world.It wasn’t just her
--- After the Fitting As Eva stepped off the platform, Gwen handed her a bottle of water. “You handled that beautifully.” Eva took a sip and smirked. “Christine’s getting predictable.” Trix rolled her eyes. “What’s next? Tripping you on the runway?” Eva chuckled. “If she does, I’ll be ready for that too.” Christine might have thought she could sabotage Eva with clumsy tricks, but Eva wasn’t easily shaken. When they got to her room, Eva sighed in relief as she kicked off her heels, rolling her ankles to ease the tension. “What’s my schedule looking like today, Trix?” she asked, rubbing her temples. Trix scrolled through her tablet, barely glancing up. “You have a photoshoot with Victoria this afternoon after you wrap up here.” Eva groaned, sinking into the plush chair. “Can’t we reschedule? At this point, I can’t tell if she’s just dedicated to her work or if she’s obsessed with overworking me to death.” Gwen chuckled, settling onto the couch beside her. “She’s taken a real l
The fashion house hosting the campaign had scheduled a fitting session for all the models. The room buzzed with activity as assistants, designers, and stylists adjusted gowns and accessories. Eva arrived, poised and confident, dressed in a sleek black dress. Gwen and Trix trailed behind her, chatting about the campaign’s recent success. Christine was already there, surrounded by a few stylists, her laughter deliberately exaggerated as she chatted with a designer. Eva ignored her and focused on her fitting. A stylist handed her an elegant white gown, its fabric shimmering under the lights. It was one of the most anticipated pieces of the campaign, and Eva knew this photoshoot would be critical. As she stepped onto the fitting platform, Christine made her move. A designer approached Eva with a clipboard, giving her details about the shoot. Christine, pretending to walk past, "accidentally" tilted a cup of coffee in Eva’s direction. Time seemed to slow. The dark liquid splashed on
Christine arrived at the elegant restaurant exactly on time, her usual sweet smile in place. Despite her outward composure, she couldn’t deny the slight unease settling in her stomach. Victoria had announced Eva as her chosen model two days ago, yet here she was, inviting Christine for lunch. It didn’t make sense. Christine had had done everything in her power to sway Victoria against Eva, planting doubts, twisting the truth, and playing the concerned friend. But it had failed. Eva hadstill won. So why am was. she here? Pushing aside her skepticism, Christine decided to play along. If Victoria wanted to meet, she would act as if nothing was wrong. “Victoria,” she greeted warmly as she reached the table. “It’s so good to see you. I was surprised by your invitation.” Victoria, sitting across from her, barely reacted. Her expression was unreadable, her fingers lightly tapping against her wine glass. Christine took a seat gracefully, keeping her smile in place. “I have to say, you
-- As soon as the meeting ended, Christine marched straight toward Eva, her heels clicking against the marble floor. “Sister,” she greeted with a bright, almost saccharine smile. “What you did back there was so impressive.” Eva remained expressionless, her arms crossed as she stared Christine down. Christine’s smile didn’t falter. “I didn’t realize you had such a creative spark. Tell me, when exactly did you see my idea and decide to… improve upon it? Did you happen to glance at it while I was working?” Her voice was sweet, but the accusation was unmistakable. Before Eva could respond, Trix stepped forward, her sharp gaze locked on Christine. “What exactly are you trying to imply, Christine?” Trix asked coldly. Christine feigned innocence, tilting her head. “Oh, nothing serious. I was just wondering how my idea—one I spent so much time refining—was suddenly overlooked in favor of something… so similar.” She cast Eva a knowing smirk. Eva arched an unimpressed eyebrow. “You mea
The collaborative campaign was one of the biggest projects of the season, featuring elite models, renowned designers, and a top creative team. Eva had spent days preparing for the brainstorming session, refining unique ideas that would make the campaign stand out. However, Christine had no intention of letting Eva shine. This time, she planned to steal the spotlight—by stealing Eva’s ideas. It's been a week after Victoria's incident and just like Tanya had advised her, Christine had piped down. However, it seems her patience is finally going to pay off now that she has seen an opportunity to use. --- The atmosphere in the conference room buzzed with anticipation. Top executives, marketing directors, and creative leads gathered, ready to hear proposals for the campaign’s direction. Eva had spent the past week crafting a concept that was both elegant and modern, something that would redefine high-fashion advertising. She sat at the table, confident but cautious. Christine was
Eva sighed, but she maintained her composure. “That’s not true,” she said firmly. “I have nothing but respect for your designs and what you’ve achieved in this industry.”Victoria raised an eyebrow. “And you expect me to take your word over hers?”Eva met her gaze, unflinching. “Yes. But I also believe actions speak louder than words. Let me prove my sincerity by working with you on something that reflects your vision entirely.”Victoria’s expression softened slightly. “So you’re proposing a collaboration—on my terms?”Eva nodded. “I want to respect your artistry, not overshadow it. Whatever you need, I’m here to deliver.”Victoria hummed thoughtfully, tapping her fingers against the table.Eva arched her brow. “What? You think I’m lying?”“No, I can tell you’re being sincere.” Victoria leaned back, crossing her arms. “I was just wondering how you managed to be such a bitch last night, and now here you are, offering me a deal. It’s like you’re two completely different people. My frien