"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
“And what does that have to mean? I'm here with Christine so you better watch your mouth Evangeline Carter." Mark replied with a deep frown on his face. “I think you should apply that to yourself, Mark Johnson. Don't run your mouth anyhow in our Industry. You might be the boss in your company but we are the boss here." Before Eva could reply, Nathalia, who had been silent, suddenly spoke. Mark suddenly turned to look at Nathalia who also had the same deep frown on her face. “Nathalia, why are you suddenly picking a fight with me?" He asked. “Isn't it obvious? I'm definitely not happy to see you for various reasons. First of all, you're here acting like you own Elite Entertainment and speaking to our top model with so much lack of manners. Secondly, I don't particularly like seeing this annoying face of yours. Thirdly, I still have other reasons why I don't like you but I can say them now.” Nathalia replied, unlike most people who would be scared to speak to Mark because of his stat
“Did Dustin Banks insist you attend the banquet, or was it your grandfather?” Kai asked, his tone laced with curiosity. It puzzled him why Lawrence couldn’t attend the event himself. Sure, the man was getting older, but didn’t he just make an appearance at a similar event three months ago? What has changed now?Eva blinked at the question, momentarily taken aback. She hadn’t thought about it in depth before, but now that Kai mentioned it, the whole situation did seem odd. Why was her grandpa Smith so adamant about her attending in his stead?“Now that you mention it, I’m not too sure,” Eva admitted, her brows furrowing as she contemplated it. She took a bite of the beef she had prepared, the flavors melting in her mouth, followed by a sip of soup to balance it out.Kai went quiet, his thoughts running wild as he considered different possibilities. His sharp eyes rested on Eva, who was too preoccupied with her food to notice his gaze.Even as she ate, there was an undeniable elegance t
Arriving at Elite EntertainmentThe sleek glass doors of Elite Entertainment gleamed in the morning sunlight as Eva stepped out of her car. The reception area buzzed with activity, but the moment she entered, heads turned. Being one of the agency’s most prominent models, Eva’s presence never went unnoticed.Ignoring the whispers, she made her way to the elevator, her heels clicking against the polished floor. Moments later, she was stepping into Kai’s office, where he sat behind his massive desk, engrossed in a document.“Kai,” Eva greeted, her voice drawing his attention.He looked up, his sharp eyes softening slightly when he saw her. “Eva. What brings you here so early?”Eva placed the container of food on the small glass table with a sly smile. “Bribery.”Kai raised an eyebrow. “Bribery for what?”“For what I’m about to tell you,” she replied, sitting down on one of the couches in his office mini living room.Intrigued, Kai leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. “This shoul
As the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the Miami sky in shades of orange and purple, Eva leaned back on her couch, flipping through a stack of papers. Her phone buzzed on the table beside her, and she glanced at the caller ID. “Grandpa Smith,” she answered with a smile as she picked up the call. “Eva, my dear, how are you feeling?” Lawrence’s warm, deep voice came through. His concern was evident, as always. “You’ve been overworking yourself lately, haven’t you? Tell me, how’s your health?” “I’m fine, Grandpa,” Eva assured him, her voice was light and soothing. “I’ve been careful, and I’m almost fully recovered. There’s no need to worry.” “Good, good,” Lawrence replied, though his tone suggested he wasn’t fully convinced. “I just wanted to check up on you—and remind you about the banquet. I assume you’ve prepared for it?” Eva chuckled softly. “Of course, Grandpa. I wouldn’t dare forget something so important. I’m getting everything ready, and I’ll be there on time.” “Good
"U-uhm, Boss?" Clara noticed he had been spacing out for quite a while.She couldn't deny the appeal of her worldly boss whose face resembled the statues tucked away in museums. His face was the polar opposite of his personality. His clean-cut appearance was amplified by the fact that he was smoking.In the dim room where the cigarette smoke was more prominent, his eyes were slightly squinted, sharp jaw clenched, and ruffled hair giving off a very dangerous type of man — the kind you wanted to convert into good."Clean my office." Mark flicked the ashes off of his cigarette.Because of the scandal, he had been having issues with Christine nonstop the past few days, with this morning being their worst… Today was not a good day for him."I'll contact the Janitor right away—""I don't have the time to wait for the janitor. Do it yourself." He commanded her, his tone not leaving any room for discussion.Disgruntled at his request, but with no option to disobey it, Clara could only grit he
The executive wailed upon hearing the two most dreadful words in the world. He squealed like a pig being slaughtered. "No, wait, Boss, please! Give me another chance! I swear I won't be bribed again—" Too late. He was dragged out of the room, screaming, kicking, and begging for mercy, his grating voice bouncing off the hallways, causing the employees to cringe upon hearing the deafening sound.Shane walked in immediately afterward. "Boss, your next order?""Have all of his work and personal history checked." Damien paused before saying, "Bankrupt him." He disdainfully said."I expect to see the stocks of Johnson Corporation drastically plummet by the crack of dawn.""Right away, Boss." Shane nodded, bowed his head, and excused himself. When he was out of the office and the door was closed, he sighed in disappointment.What a foolish man.Just a few minutes ago, the executive had miraculously talked his way into having a personal meeting with the President, and instead of eventually ut
Once outside, she spotted her assistants seated near the entrance, their faces etched with fatigue. They had clearly missed the commotion inside the store."Please ensure the purchases are delivered to the Cross Estate," she instructed. After a moment, she added, "You’re free to go home afterward. Thank you for today."The assistants blinked in disbelief before scrambling to their feet. "N-no, thank you, ma’am!" They bowed deeply as Eva walked off, determined to find a proper gift.Eva wandered from store to store, dissatisfied with every option until she reached a small boutique tucked into the corner of the mall. The store’s minimalist logo, "NE" caught her attention.“NE?" Eva muttered under her breath.Intrigued, she stepped inside. The boutique, despite its modest location, radiated sophistication. Every piece was crafted with exceptional detail and elegance. Yet, Eva couldn’t help but wonder why such an acclaimed brand was hidden away on the uppermost floor.A sales associate ap
"It's alright, Mr. Billy. A few replaceable employees aren’t worth losing sleep over." Eva’s calm smile sent shivers down Mr. Billy’s spine, leaving him terrified yet eager to please her.Understanding the unspoken warning, he quickly replied, "As the head of the security team, it is my responsibility to handle nuisances like these. Please don’t trouble yourself with such matters, ma’am." The fear of losing his lucrative position was evident in his voice. Though Eva appeared composed, Mr. Billy knew better than to underestimate someone with her reputation.The sales associate, now pale as a sheet, stammered, "M-ma’am, w-would you still like the cufflinks? I-I can wrap them up immediately and include a bonus—"Eva waved her hand dismissively, her gaze fixed on her nails. "No need for bonuses. Just swipe the card." She ignored Christine, who angrily slapped her polished black card onto the counter."I said those cufflinks are mine!" Christine’s voice trembled with rage. Losing to Eva tw
"Ms. Lily, what seems to be the matter here?" the head of the security team, Mr. Billy asked, his sharp eyes scanning the crowd of dazzling socialites and the two strikingly beautiful women standing by the cashier.One exuded an angelic innocence, her golden glowing halo hovering above her head, while the other had a magnetic charm and a commanding aura that was impossible to ignore. Though dressed in casual, understated clothing, it was clear from her demeanor that she came from a background of privilege and influence."Thank goodness you're here, Mr. Billy!" Lily exclaimed dramatically, her tone laced with frustration. "This young lady here is causing an absolute scene! She’s insulting and disturbing one of our valued customers. Her behavior is disgraceful!" She put on a distressed expression, though her eyes still held their usual arrogance.Mr. Billy frowned, sensing there was more to the story. Still, before he could interject, Lily continued her tirade. "Can you believe the aud
Christine didn’t spare Eva another glance as she made her way to the checkout counter, but Eva decided to linger just a bit longer, intrigued by the brewing drama. If her memory served her right, Christine had always been meticulous when it came to spending, often opting for practicality masked as elegance.The sales associate broke the silence. “Ma’am, your total is fifty million dollars. Will that be debit or credit?”Christine froze, her carefully crafted poise faltering for the briefest of moments. A flicker of unease passed through her eyes as she stared at the bill in her hand. The credit card tucked away in her wallet wouldn’t even cover a fraction of the total.If only she had known this little excursion would cost so much, she would have brought her other credit card. But Tanya’s stern advice echoed in her mind: minimize spending and public outings until the scandal blows over. If anyone caught wind of her shopping extravagantly in the midst of her controversy, it could spark