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
A black shadow flew at the speed of light and before anyone could react, a hand had smacked her face with so much force that it turned to the side.The crowd gasped in shock. Never in a billion years would they expect Mark to strike a woman.Eva's face was immediately swung to the side with so much force, she knew she just received a whiplash as she could feel a taste of blood in her mouth. Tears gathered in her eyes at the stinging pain in her cheeks, but she pushed them back. She didn't even slap Christine so hard like this earlier."Oh my god! Mark, are you okay?" Christine immediately grabbed Mark's rough and stiffened hand. It was bright red because of how hard he had smacked Eva."Does it hurt?" She gently asked him with her sweet, angelic voice, she blew air into his red hand, lightly rubbing her cold fingers against him.Mark's eyes softened at the sight of the fragile woman beside him. "I'm fine, sweetheart." He whispered to her. Eva hatefully glared at them, she sneered in
"What the fuck!" Eva who was still half asleep immediately her drowsy eyes flew wide open when she heard the distant yet familiar voice."Good morning, father. It's nice to hear your voice after all this while. I apologize, it wasn't my intention to ignore your calls but it's rather strange because I wasn't expecting to receive a call from you today." Eva explained in a modest manner."How brazen you've become! Now I have to make an appointment with you before I call you, huh? So much guts you've got!" The voice yelled again."Of course not. You can call me anytime you want, which you rarely do unless you need something from me or someone to yell and vent your anger on. The morning seems to have a good vibe so, let's not waste each other's time and get straight to the point of why you've decided to call me today of all days?" Eva said with a yawn, she was already sick of him beating around the bush. Besides, she desperately wants to go back to sleep. She has never woken up this early
After hanging up the call, Eva had a dark expression on her face. She hated it whenever Mathew had to always have to bring up her mother's name to get her to do whatever he wanted.The marriage between both Eva's mother- Shenley Black and Mathew Carter was a political marriage. The Black family is one of the top five influential families in California, and since the Carter family have a close relationship with the Black family. At that time the Patriarch of the Black family was looking for a suitable husband for his daughter Shenley Black, so the Carter family used their close influence to make Shenley marry their son who was no other than Matthew.The two people were reluctant to marry one another but they couldn't refuse their family. The first three years after their marriage the two people living under the same roof had a very distant relationship. However, the heavy pressure Matthew received from his family elder to copulate the marriage and make Shenley bore a child. The elders
When Nathalia opened the door of the office, she couldn't help but be captivated by the view of the office. First, the entire office was big and spacious, it was even bigger than her best friend's entire apartment. Second, it was spotless clean, no spec of dusk could be noticed. Nathalia was sure that the cleaning team had taken a whole day to clean this whole office. Third, everything in the office all the way to the bookshelf and documents, was neatly arranged in an orderly manner. The thing in the office that captivated Nathalia aside from the enormous black desk was the walls of the office which were made of glass which gave the perfect view of the skyscrapers lining the city. This wasn't Nathalia's first time being in the office, but everytime she visits Damien she couldn't get enough of this view."At least, he gots something that I like in this office apartment from those annoying looking papers." Nathalia muttered as she walked to the small mini living room in the office and
Sia immediately raised her head up, shocked by what she just heard. She knew that she was on the course of losing her job which she couldn't let happen, knowing how much stress she had to go through before being employed.In this situation, she had to think of a fast way to sort things out. "T-there seems to be a misunderstanding. I didn't mean to trip on you Mr. Cross. It was a mistake, please, I beg you. Forgive me just this once and I promise it will never happen." Sia finally understood how severe her situation had become so she quickly abandoned her plan of seducing Damein and crawled on her knees towards Damien."If you don't wish to lose your job, next time you don't allow people like this in my company." Damien stated not sparing the woman another look before he walked out the department along with Shane."W-what?! No, you can't fire me!! I'm sorry….. Manager, plead to the CEO on my behalf." Sia immediately turned her attention back to Manager Perry who was still stupified by
“Who are you talking about?” Nathalia asked, faking a clueless expression to what she just heard.“That daring woman, what is her name again?” Damien repeated his question again, but Nathalia became anxious at the question. She stared at Damien's face trying to figure out what he was thinking, but Damien was too good at masking his emotions and his facial expressions remained the same which made Nathalia feel scared and an unsettling feeling began growing in her stomach.She gulped hard seeing his dark expression. Was he trying to get more information about Eva and was planning to ruin her best friend's life? “Cousin, she is my closest and best friend. You can't do anything to harm her at all, she is off limits. That girl has been through a hard time and her experience in life was not something good. Don't do anything that would harm her again.” Nathalia stated with a serious facial expression. Since she already knew what had transpired between both Eva and Damien and knowing Damien
“Since, you know, then coming here was useless.” Damien stated coldly, standing up from his seat and wearing his coat.“Really, you can't!” Whining, Nathalia grabbed his hand as she also stood up from her seat too.“Don't try to stop me.” Damien gently brushed her hand off, before turning to look at Shane, “Let's get going.” He remarked and headed towards the entrance.“Ha, wait! We aren't done with this discussion!” Nathalia had a scowl on her face as she followed him out of the office and entered the elevator along with Shane.When they got to the parking lot a black Rolls-Royce cullinan was waiting for Damien. His bodyguards who were standing in the parking lot quickly bowed when they saw him step out of the elevator. One of the bodyguards wearing a black suit immediately opened the car door for him.Damien turned to look at Nathalia who was still following behind him when he got to his car. “Since you won't tell me her address then make sure you continue to keep our relationship a
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
After the dinner, Eva sat in her dressing room, her expression calm but her mind sharp with suspicion. Gwen and Trix stood nearby, sensing the shift in her mood.“Something’s off,” Eva finally said, leaning back on the couch. “Victoria was completely different tonight. I’m sure Christine is behind this.”Trix frowned, scrolling through her tablet. “Wouldn’t be the first time. Christine’s tricks are anything but subtle.”“She must have fed Victoria something damaging,” Gwen added. “Victoria isn’t the type to act on baseless rumors unless she was nudged in the right direction.”Eva scoffed. “I expected Victoria to be more rational than to fall for empty gossip.”“Well, think about it,” Gwen countered, crossing her arms. “Victoria has never met you before. If she treated you that way tonight, then someone must’ve gotten to her first. And given the way you reacted, it only reinforced whatever she was told.”Eva arched a brow. “What? You wanted me to play nice and kiss up to her? If she wa
Two days after Christine’s meeting with Victoria, the pre-collaboration dinner finally arrived.Victoria moved through the room with an air of grace, greeting the models with warm professionalism. Even Christine received a polite smile, which only fueled her satisfaction—Victoria had clearly taken the bait.“It looks like she believed everything you told her,” Tanya murmured under her breath as she stood beside Christine, observing Victoria’s interactions.Christine smirked, keeping her expression composed. “Patience. She may have bitten, but we need to see how deep the hook is.” Her gaze swept the room, searching for Eva. She had expected her sister to make an entrance by now, yet there was no sign of her.“Where is Evangeline?” Christine’s voice carried a hint of irritation.“That evil woman is over there,” Tanya scoffed, tilting her head toward the center of the room.Christine followed her line of sight and found Eva effortlessly commanding attention. She was surrounded by a group
The buzz of an elite designer collaboration filled the industry. Working with the renowned designer Victoria Byrd wasn’t just a career milestone; it was a privilege. Known for her impeccable artistry and influence, Victoria's approval could make or break a model's reputation.For Eva, the collaboration was an exciting opportunity, not that she needed it for any particular reason. She just wanted to get her hands on the opportunity so that Christine doesn't. Moreso, Victoria admired professionalism and authenticity, two traits Eva embodied. However, Christine saw it as yet another chance to undermine Eva.“Tanya, get me an appointment with Victoria Byrd,” Christine ordered as she set her phone down with a decisive click.Tanya blinked in surprise before furrowing her brows. “Victoria Byrd? Why do you suddenly want to meet with her?”Christine let out a scoff, her lips curling into a knowing smirk. “What do you think? To put my plan into motion, of course. I’m not about to let this gol
The studio was buzzing with energy two days later. The collaboration project had reached its most critical stage—a high-profile photoshoot for a luxury fashion campaign. Every detail, from the lighting to the wardrobe, had been meticulously planned to create a series of iconic images.Eva arrived early, as always, her posture radiating quiet confidence. She greeted the team warmly, moving through the studio with a calm authority that put everyone at ease. Her reputation for professionalism preceded her, and she intended to keep it that way.“Miss Evangeline, your wardrobe is ready in Dressing Room A,” the stylist called out.Eva nodded and headed toward the room. She felt a flicker of apprehension as she passed Christine, who was chatting animatedly with the photographer. Christine’s laughter was just a little too loud, her smile a little too sharp. Eva knew the woman well enough by now to sense when she was plotting something.As Eva entered the dressing room, her suspicions were con
“But…” Eva trailed off, the warmth in her expression vanishing in an instant. She took a deliberate step forward, closing the distance between them. Christine instinctively stiffened, unable to move as Eva reached out. With slow, calculated ease, Eva tucked a stray strand of Christine’s hair behind her ear, her fingers brushing against her cheek lightly.“If someone is truly pulling the strings behind this little stunt,” Eva murmured, her voice low enough for only Christine to hear, “I would expect them to put in more effort. It would be such a shame if this was all they could muster—it’s almost disappointing.”Christine swallowed hard, her hands curling into fists at her sides, but she couldn’t bring herself to move.“Christine,” Eva’s voice took on a commanding edge, soft yet firm. “Look at me.”Christine’s head lifted instantly, her gaze locking onto Eva’s before she could even think to resist. A slow, knowing smile spread across Eva’s lips.“Don’t you agree with me?” she asked lig
The next morning, Eva’s phone buzzed incessantly, pulling her from her thoughts as she reviewed her schedule for the week. She glanced at the screen, her brow furrowing at the dozens of notifications from her social media accounts. Messages poured in—some supportive, others scathing.Confused, she clicked on one of the links shared by Trix. It opened to a viral video, its caption glaring in bold letters: “Evangeline Carter Exposed: The Real Diva of the Industry is back!”Her breath caught as she watched the video. It depicted her at yesterday’s photoshoot, supposedly berating a makeup artist. In the clip, Eva’s voice was sharp, her tone laced with irritation as she gestured toward the stylist’s equipment. The video cut abruptly, leaving viewers to draw their own damning conclusions.Eva’s fingers tightened around her phone. She didn’t recall any such incident—because it hadn’t happened. Someone had manipulated the footage.“Christine,” she muttered, her voice low with restrained fury.
The sun filtered through the tall windows of the lavish studio, casting a golden glow on the marble floors. Eva adjusted the strap of her gown, her every movement embodying grace and confidence. Today was the first photoshoot for the collaboration project. However, it wasn’t the prestige of the project or the significance of the moment that lingered in Eva’s mind; it was the presence of Christine.Christine stood nearby, her face a mask of saccharine sweetness as she chatted with the director. Her voice, dripping with feigned enthusiasm, carried across the room. To everyone else, she appeared friendly and cooperative, the perfect team player. Eva knew better. Behind Christine's polished smile was a mind working overtime, strategizing ways to undermine her.“Eva, you’re up,” the photographer called, breaking through her thoughts.Eva turned, her poise unwavering, and stepped forward. She exuded a quiet confidence, her years of experience as a model shining through with each graceful s
Eva had just finished reviewing some documents that Gwen sent, when her phone buzzed beside her. She picked it up absentmindedly, expecting it to be a work message, but her brows lifted in surprise when she saw Lucien’s name flashing across the screen. Lucien? Calling her? That was rare. Though they kept in touch through messages, Eva knew that Lucien wasn’t someone who liked making calls, especially not at this hour. Curious, she answered. "Lucien? Is everything okay?" On the other end of the line, Lucien’s voice was calm but carried an unusual seriousness. "Hey, Big sis. Yeah, everything’s fine. Just wanted to check in on you." Eva leaned back in her chair, amused. "Check in on me?" she repeated with a teasing lilt. "That’s new. Should I be flattered?" Lucien huffed. "Tch. Don’t make this weird." Eva laughed. "Alright, alright. So what’s up?" There was a slight pause before Lucien spoke again. "I heard you signed a contract with Christine." Eva’s amusement faded slightly.