"Awwn.... this is the first time you've hugged me in a very long time.” Eva remarked in a teasing tone. "Then you should be glad that I am." Lucien retorted and pulled away from the embrace. “I am. By the way, I have a special gift and surprise for you after you graduate from high school. So you have to do everything to make sure you graduate from high school with good grades.” Eva suddenly revealed. "Gift? What is it?” Lucien asked with a frown on his face. " Ouch!” He yelped and rubbed his forehead while glaring at Eva. “What is that for?" He asked again. " What is the point of calling it a surprise if I tell you now? Do you want me to flick your head again so that you can understand better?" Eva also glared back at Lucien. Lucien reflectively shifted backwards when he heard his sister's words. " No thanks. I understand now and will patiently wait for the surprise when I graduate.” He replied while shaking his head at her offer. “Good, now get out of my car before I kick you
"Didn't Dan also tell you that Lucien is with you? What's my concern if your mistress is worried? Besides, why should I tell you when I want to visit my younger brother?” Again she replied back with a question of her own. “Laura is Lucien's mother so she had every right to be worried about him. And he came back home with a treated wound on his face. What did you do to him?” Matthew remarked. As expected no one had noticed the wound on Lucien's face before he left home this morning because they all had their head stuck in their ass. "Did you hear how I addressed Lucien? He is my younger brother and I have every right to visit him. As for if Laura is his mother or not I don't give a shit about. She is Lucien's mother and I'm his older sister.” Eva calmly and casually replied. “Then what happened to his face?” He questioned again. "Why don't you ask his mother, since she is a good mother who was worried about her son's safety.” Eva coldly replied, not wanting to explain anything
“I know already. And you need to stop daxing off like that. What if someone else comes in and sees you letting your guards down?" Damien finally spoke, a small frown on his face. This wife of his has a lot of problems and habits she needs to fix.“Hehe, who else would come in apart from my husband which is you. I'm safe as long as I'm in the mansion." Eva nonchalantly replied.Damien just stared at this clueless woman. Even though his mansion has a top and tight security, that doesn't mean his enemies still don't try to breach it and there are countless times spies and assassins were caught in his mansion. Most of them even disguised themselves as his workers here.“I heard you used to refuse to let the bodyguards follow you when you go out?" Damien suddenly asked.“Yes, it makes me uncomfortable." She nodded her head.“But it's for protection. Besides, you're married to me and it would be easy for those after me to attack you if you don't have protection around you." He told her. He
****The next day******* Eva parked her car a few distance from a building as she stared at the reporters that had crowded outside the entrance. She picked up her phone and called Nathalia. “Nathy, where are you?" She asked. “Hehe, I'm outside our famous company and I can see your car. I never knew these ants would crowd the entrance like this.” Nathalia's playful voice rang out. It was obvious that she was really enjoying this show which made Eva roll her eyes at her. Eva raised her brow and looked in front of her and saw a dark gray BMW i8 parked on the other line very close to the building. “They are not here because they know I'm coming, right?" Eva inquired. It would be a boomer to her plan if all those reporters got a tip that she was coming. “Of course not, they are all here to see our uprising Christine Carter. Those fools are only here to hear some story to fabricate and earn money." Nathalia replied as she slurped her drink. " That's good. It's time to kick start my sh
************A few minutes earlier,Cross Enterprise. Both Shane and Eric walked into Damien's office with different reports they wanted to give their boss. And as expected, Damien was sitting behind his enormous desk while going through his work that had been brought to him. According to Shane, this work was the first badge as the second badge had yet to be prepared.“Report." Damien ordered, immediately he noticed his two most trusted men walking in.Both Shane and Eric glance at each other in confusion. He said ‘Report’ but who was he talking to? “Are you both going to just stand there?" The two of them turned their attention towards Damien when they heard him.“Um….. Boss, do you mind telling which one of us you are talking to?” As the oldest worker and the most closest to Damien. Eric nugged Shane to ask their boss what he meant.“Both of you." Damien curtly replied, still not raising his head up from the file on his desk.“I'll go first." Shane nodded his head and chose to sta
Dressed in a royal blue colored spaghetti string-strap dress with a slit in front which exposed one of her beautiful legs in a decent way, she had her long hair curled and let it cascade down her back. Eva paired her entire outfit with a long white colored fur coat and a pair of blue heels to match her dress. After stepping out of the car she adjusted her fur coat and let one side slide down her shoulder. She reached inside the car and grabbed her white purse and wore her sunglasses. Everyone was extremely surprised and shocked at the person they saw stepping out of the car. Although they all knew that she would eventually come to the company one day after the fashion show, they didn't expect her to be so bold to show up when the entire building was surrounded by paparazzi and reporters. “Is that…….?” " Oh my gosh! It's Evangeline Carter!” Before one of the reporters could call Eva's name, someone in their midst yelled upon seeing Eva. “It's really Evangeline Carter, the woman wh
Eva coldly ignored the reporters and smiled when she saw Nathalia. The two of them hugged and Nathalia released the embrace while checking her best friend out.“Woah, you look sexy and beautiful my dear." Nathalia complimented Eva, her eyes roaming on Eva's body.“Stop undressing with your eyes. You look like a pervert." Eva rolled her eyes at Nathalia who chuckled when she heard her.“I can't help it. If I were a man , I'm sure I wouldn't be able to control my urge. I would have dragged you away and rented a room only for the two of us.” Nathalia shamelessly replied. Sometimes she normally confused people into thinking that she was a lesbian with her actions and talking.“Hey, Miss ‘If I were a man' people are watching, let's go.” Eva ignored Nathalia's remark, already used to it, so there was no need to be shocked now that she was hearing it again.“Yes, Miss. Sexy looking. I must say that you really love making an entrance." Nathalia said as they walked towards the entrance of the
As expected, Mark had an irritated and annoyed expression on his face when he sighted Eva, who was calmly smirking at them approaching where she was standing. He really wanted to wipe that stupid smirk off her face but Christine had whispered to him to calm down, so he would patiently wait for her to cross the line.“Sister, what are you doing here?" Christine asked after they finally got to where the two beautiful ladies were standing. “Sister Nathy, how have you been? It's been a while since I saw you.” She turned her attention to face Nathalia with a smile on her lips.Nathalia scowled at her, immediately she heard her. “It has been a while like you said, Christine. However, I don't remember us being so close to each other for you to address me by such a nickname.” Before Eva could say anything to Christine, Nathalia spoke in a not so friendly way to Christine." What….? ….... I-" Christine was taken aback by Nathalia's response which made confused on what to say.“Aren't I right C
The sound of glass shattering echoed through the luxurious hotel suite as Christine hurled a vase across the room. Her chest heaved with rage, her nails digging into her palms as she glared at the headlines flashing on her phone screen. Her latest scheme to ruin Eva’s reputation had backfired, and instead of dragging her sister through the mud, she had only strengthened Eva’s position. Every carefully placed trap had been countered, every lie had been exposed. Christine had never felt so powerless. Sitting on the couch, Tanya crossed her legs and sighed, watching Christine throw another decorative piece to the floor. She had been working with Christine for years now, and while she had always known that Christine despised Eva, it was becoming clear that this wasn’t just about competition anymore. ‘It was an obsession’ she thought. Tanya remained silent as Christine raged, knowing full well that any attempt to calm her down would only make things worse. Instead, she waited for the
— That evening, Eva arrived at the mansion, feeling a strange sense of relief as she stepped inside. After staying in a hotel for so long, returning here felt like coming home—not just because of the place but because of who was waiting for her. She slipped off her heels and sighed, stretching her sore muscles. Just as she was about to call out, a deep, familiar voice came from the living room. “Took you long enough.” She turned and found Damien leaning against the doorway, watching her with that quiet intensity that always made her heart skip a beat. His sleeves were rolled up, his tie loosened, and despite the exhaustion she knew he must have felt from his long day, there was a softness in his gaze reserved only for her. A slow smile spread across her lips. “Miss me?” she teased, walking toward him. Instead of answering, Damien reached out and gently pulled her into his arms. His embrace was warm, steady—like an anchor. Eva let out a soft breath as she melted into his hold, re
—-- Meanwhile, at Cross Enterprise, Damien was already aware of the situation. Sitting in his office, he scanned the online articles, his expression darkening. Christine had dared to attack Eva through the media, hoping to cause irreparable damage. Big mistake. Damien didn’t tolerate anyone trying to harm what was his. Without hesitation, he placed the tablet down and looked at Eric. “Tell the PR team to shut it down,” he ordered. “And make sure every major outlet retracts the story and destroys whatever companies are involved in this scandal.” Eric frowned slightly when he heard his boss. Again he was trying to protect Eva all again. However, he couldn’t voice out his displeasure so he quietly nodded his head. “Yes, sir.” Within an hour, the suspicious articles started disappearing. Gossip blogs that had been flooded with scandalous headlines were suddenly quiet. Comments under posts were being flooded with contradictions. The narrative was crumbling before Christine’s eyes.
For the past few days, Christine had kept a low profile, following Tanya’s advice to wait for the right opportunity. Her previous schemes had failed miserably—each attempt to sabotage Eva had only backfired, making Eva look even more poised and untouchable. But Christine wasn’t the type to accept defeat.If she couldn’t surpass Eva professionally, then she would tear her down personally.Her mother, Laura, had been the one to plant the idea in her mind. "If you can’t win on the battlefield they’ve chosen," Laura had told her, "then change the game. Make them play on your terms."And that was exactly what Christine intended to do. This time, she wouldn’t just aim for petty sabotage—she was going to destroy Eva’s reputation completely.…………Early in the morning, Eva’s phone buzzed non-stop.Gossip sites, entertainment blogs, and even major media outlets were exploding with headlines:"Supermodel Eva Caught in Scandalous Affair with HB Industry CEO!""Is Eva Using Her Influence to Secure
Meanwhile, Eric, who had been silently watching the interaction, let out a small scoff. “So this is what I wasted my time for?” he muttered under his breath.Gwen immediately shot him a glare. “Excuse me?”Eric smirked slightly, shoving his hands into his pockets. “You barged in here like it was urgent, but all you’re doing is dragging her out for a photoshoot?”“Oh, I’m so sorry,” Gwen said mockingly. “I forgot you were Mr.Cross's bodyguard and not his secretary. If it bothers you so much, maybe you should have stayed outside instead of following me in.” she said, though she knew that he was Damien's secretary but still said that to irk him.Eric chuckled darkly.’This crazy human being.’ “Believe me, I wouldn’t be here if someone didn’t insist I help her get past the receptionist.”“I did not beg—” Gwen started before cutting herself off, clenching her fists. “You know what? Forget it. I don’t have time to argue with an overgrown ice cube.”Eva, who had been watching the entire exch
Eva leaned back against the couch, patting her stomach in satisfaction. "I have to say, I really outdid myself picking that restaurant," she mused.Damien, who was already sitting behind his desk, raised a brow. “You outdid yourself? All you did was order the food. I don’t remember you being the one who actually cooked it.”Eva scoffed, sitting up straighter. “Excuse you, do you know how much effort it took to pick the best dishes from that menu?”Damien smirked. “Oh, I’m sure scrolling through a menu and pointing at things was exhausting.”Eva gasped, placing a hand over her chest dramatically. “Wow, Damien. I put all this effort into making sure my husband doesn’t starve, and this is the appreciation I get?”Damien let out a chuckle, the warmth in his gaze betraying his otherwise teasing expression. “Your husband could have easily ordered lunch himself, you know.”Eva narrowed her eyes. “Really? Because from the looks of it, you were buried under so many files that you probably woul
Gwen strode into Cross Enterprise’s grand lobby, her heels clicking sharply against the polished marble floor. She just got back from where she had told Eva she was going and had tried calling Eva multiple times, but as expected, Eva was too busy flirting or whatever she was doing with Damien to answer her phone.Glancing at the time, Gwen muttered under her breath. “If she doesn’t come out now, Victoria’s going to have my head.”With no other choice, she let out an exasperated sigh, and approached the receptionist’s desk.“I’m here to see Mr. Cross,” she said, adjusting the strap of her handbag. “Let me through to the top floor.”The receptionist, a young woman with perfectly styled hair and an unbothered expression, simply smiled. “I’m sorry, miss, but you don’t have an appointment. I can’t let you in.”Gwen blinked, momentarily taken aback. “What?”The receptionist gave her a polite but firm look. “Without an appointment, I can’t let you through. Company policy.”Gwen narrowed her
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