"That's because I never quitted being a model in the first place. I'm still a model that signed with Elite Entertainment, I have just not been active all these years because I stepped away from my role a bit.” Eva announced with a smirk on her face. “Then why are you suddenly showing up your face again?" Someone in the crowd asked. " Because I'm bored. Years of being apart from I like had been making me so depressed and thanks to Evertte, I finally have a reason to come back.” She answered. " Miss Carter, why are you ignoring my question?” A reporter suddenly asked, making Eva look at the male reporter sitting in the first row. " What question is that, Mr. Reporter?" She asked with a clueless expression on her face. Though she had an inkling what the reporter was talking about. “Where have you been all these months and was the scandal about you and the Sander heir true?" The reporter confidently asked. “Oh, that. Am I obligated to answer that question?" Instead of giving a respo
The reporters quickly asked different questions, when Kai stood next to Eva. They ignored the dark and gloomy expression he had on his face since he was rumored to be an aloof person. “Everything Eva had said is the truth. She is still signed under Elite Entertainment and has the right to substitute for Evertte. However, there is something concerning that made me come here……” Kai stopped and glanced at Mr. Gata. “To have a small media company send a rookie reporter for a press conference like this…. Not only that, you have low training skill and blatantly threw accusations at the Elite Entertainment model. As the CEO of Elites Entertainment, I will not tolerate this and be ready to provide proof of what you accused Eva of, because you and your company might have to go and explain in court.” He added. When Mr. Gate heard what Kai said, it was at that time he realized what he had just done. Not only him but his company would take the fall for the stupid question he had asked. "Mr. B
“I thought I had successfully gotten you out of the industry years ago. Why are you suddenly announcing your comeback and must you announce in a way that would overshadow me?" Christine muttered as she glared dagger at the image of Eva on the TV screen. Just then, her cell phone rang and when she saw that it was her mother calling, she quickly picked it up. “Mother!” She answered the phone in a depressed tone. “My dear child, why is your voice like that? Don't tell it because of that crazy brat press conference?" Laura asked. After all there was nothing that could make her daughter so depressed since she had everything in her hand except for Eva. She knew instantly that it might be the press conference that made Christine dull because she was also watching it as well in the living room. Lately, that brat had been giving her a headache because she wasn't sure of what Eva was up to and the next rock she would throw at them. “Mom, it can't be helped. I just came across the press
The other reason she knew that something was off between Christine and Lucien was a few nights ago. Matthew walked into their bedroom with a scowl and when she asked him what happened, he told her that he just had a conversation with Eva and she told him to give a severe warning to Christine about touching Lucien again. That was enough for her to know that Christine was the one who hurt Lucien but still got aggravated that Eva was threatening her daughter. Matthew had been told to deliver the message to Christine, since he himself knows and is aware of how crazy and sick in the brain his first daughter can be. Unfortunately, she hadn't been able to talk to Christine about it since a lot was going on. “Nothing really, mom. I just remembered how frightened I was when my older sister threatened me yesterday." Christine replied truthfully. "What? That crazy bitch did? Isn't telling your father enough for her?” Laura nearly lost her mind. God knows how terrified her daughter must have
“I’m sure that Eva is the one that has influenced you for you to see me like that. I’m your mother and you shouldn’t see me in such a way. I know our relationship wasn’t good in the past but we can always amend it.” Laura replied, swallowing back her anger and tried to sooth out the situation in a calm way and that is by pushing the blame to Eva as usual. “This has nothing to do with my older sister, you are the problem of yourself. You might be a good mother to Christine but you aren't fit to be a mother for me. Besides, you should be thankful to my older sister for not taking out her anger and hatred she has for you on me. She was the one who didn't neglect me despite you being the one that birthed me and took care of me like her biological brother.” Lucien this time raised his head up and glared at Laura. She is just clueless and unaware of how lucky she was to have a stepdaughter like Eva. “Well…….I guess she was doing her job as the oldest child. Isn't it the job of the oldest
Eva calmly read the headlines that had both videos and pictures of the fashion show and her press conference two days ago attached to the news headline. Curious to see the critzim about her, she clicked on the headline immediately. “That two faced bitch dares to take over our saintess spot at the fashion show and thinks about claiming to work for her company.” "Why hasn't she retired all these years and given new models the chance to shine. She is so old!” " Just take a look at how she confidently ruined the fashion show! Our Christine could have done better.” "Right, I'm sure I'm not the only one that doesn't believe everything she said at the press conference. She is such a witch and should just admit it!” " Gosh, it's going to be hectic again having to see that woman's face again.” “Are you all nuts?! What part of the fact that our goddess is substituting for Everette do you dimwits not understand!” "Who dares to repeat that word of our Evangeline goddess being old. I bet th
“Oh, you already know. Technically, Gwen had been pestering my life for the past two days to call you about this. She said you refused to agree with her and I'm her only hope so I had no choice." Kai replied while scratching the back of his head awkwardly. Just as Eva guessed, Gwen had really been on his neck and pressuring him to call Eva. He wanted to leave Eva to do whatever she liked since he trusted her and he also understood Gwen's worry as well. “Gosh! I don't really want to go to the hospital!" Eva whined. Visiting Everett wasn't her problem but the place Everett was the problem. Hospital! The last place she wants to be. “Come on, Eva. Just consider what Gwen is talking about. I also see some point and reason in her words. You just need to put on a show in front of the cameras for a few minutes as the footage gets broadcasted live..." Kai said, persuading Eva gently to agree with it. This was the reason why Gwen had come to him, because he had a way of persuading Eva to do s
“What if I am, dear? Would you agree with me if I said I want you to come here and spend some time as repayment for the favor?” Rapheal asked. Though he already knew what Eva's answer would be, he still did anyway. Eva paused for a few seconds. “Sure but it can't happen now because I'm still busy." She told him. Well, secretly she missed both Rapheal and George in some ways but wouldn't tell them that she did. It's been years now and if not because George was the one that called her a few weeks ago after she contacted Rapheal for a favor, she wouldn't have heard her Old man's voice. On the other hand, Rapheal was taken aback by surprise when he heard her response. The Eva he knew would instantly refuse without thinking about it at all but she agreed just now. Although she said she was busy now but that improvement, at least, he can always remind her. “Are you there, uncle?" Eva asked when she noticed how silent Rapheal was. “Yes, I am. I understand what you are saying. Just ma
Just as Rex reached for his expensive wine again, the door to the room burst open with a thunderous crash, silencing the revelry in an instant. Crimson laser dots swarmed the room, targeting every man, freezing them in place.Rex barely blinked when he saw the commotion. It was not something new to have enemies barge into the place he was having fun. Probably, it would end with another threat conversation before the other party leaves. Calmly, he sipped his drink and set it down. But just as his fingers released the glass, a bullet shattered it, spilling the expensive liquor onto his custom Dior shoes."Bold little bastards," Rex muttered, his patience wearing thin. Reaching into his waistband, he pulled out a pistol.Upon seeing the lethal weapon in his hand, the women beside scattered like frightened mice, their shrieks piercing the tension-filled air. They weren't women who worked for the clan, instead, they were just simple escorts and prostitutes called in to please these big-sho
After switching the light on, her eyes landed on a set of bags near the couch. The scent of familiar dishes wafted through the air, and her heart twisted painfully. He had brought her favorite foods, likely intending to eat with her.He had wanted to eat with her. Her chest prickled with guilt and for a moment, she hesitated.But then she glanced at the shattered vase she had thrown in anger, and the guilt was replaced by frustration. Gathering the bags, she marched to the door and opened it to find Damien’s bodyguards standing stiffly outside.“You must be hungry standing out here all day,” she said, shoving the bags into their hands. “Take these. I’m not in the mood to eat.”The men exchanged bewildered glances.“Lady Boss, are you sure—”“If you don’t want them, throw them away,” she said curtly, shutting the door before they could protest further.“We can't really toss this away, can't we? This is too expensive." One of the bodyguards said, glancing at the bag while the others nod
His scowl deepened, and for a moment, she thought he might explode. But instead, he bit back whatever retort had been on the tip of his tongue. He knew that pushing her further would only backfire.“I understand you hate hospitals,” he said after a long pause, his voice gentler. “But staying here and resting is for your own good. You’re too stubborn to take care of yourself, so I have to do it for you.”Did he view her as a child? Why was he so persistent in keeping her here? She could recuperate somewhere else with a personal doctor — anything was fine, as long as it wasn't this chemical-filled location brimming with painful memories.Eva’s lips pressed into a thin line. “I don’t need your intervention.”His eyes narrowed, his irritation simmering just beneath the surface. “Don’t be stubborn—”“You’re a hypocrite,” she shot back before she could stop herself. Well, to some extent, she was hypocritical."Ehm, ehm……you demand me to not be stubborn, but here you are again, also being st
Eva felt her heart ache at the tone of Damien's voice, so small and fragile, like that of a lost child. Her chest tightened with guilt for having pushed him to this point. Her logical mind chastised her for taking things too far, while her heart yearned to soothe and comfort him.“Will you do it again?” she asked softly, her fingers tracing gentle circles over his rough, calloused hands.Immediately, his hand shifted to clasp hers tightly, intertwining their fingers in a firm yet comforting grip. Her heart skipped a beat at the gesture, a tiny smile tugging at the corners of her lips.“I can’t promise you a definite no,” he admitted, his deep voice muffled as he rested his head on her shoulder. He breathed her in—the intoxicating, calming scent of jasmine filling his senses and clouding his mind. “But I will try my hardest to be lenient.”She paused, unsure how to respond. Sensing her silence, Damien tightened his hold on her fingers, giving her hand a reassuring squeeze.“Are you sti
Eva’s heart pounded as she searched for a way to diffuse his anger. She knew that escalating this tension would only make things worse. Desperate, she decided to play a different card—a gamble.“Tell me, how would you like to handle the consequences? Perhaps I should start with—" He was interrupted when she abruptly stepped forward, wrapping her arms around him in a tight embrace. The suddenness of her action made him freeze in place.“What are you doing?" He blinked. "Damien," she murmured softly, her voice sweet and soothing. She pressed her face against his chest, rubbing her cheek against the silk of his shirt.His body stiffened, his clenched fists trembling at his sides. "This won't work," he said, though his voice had lost its sharp edge."I'm cold," she whispered, her words muffled against his chest."Eva," he warned, but his tone lacked conviction."Won’t you hug me?" She tilted her head up, gazing at him with wide, pleading eyes and a slight pout on her lips. Her heart ski
After bidding Belle goodbye and promising her one last time that she would return tomorrow, Eva walked down the hospital halls with a spring in her step. A soft hum escaped her lips, her arms filled with snacks Belle had insisted she take. The little girl had brightened her day and made her feel less alone in the dreariness of the hospital."You shout it out, but I can't hear a word you sayI'm talking loud, not saying muchI'm criticized, but all your bullets ricochetShoot me down, but I get up," Eva softly sang, her favorite song playing in her mind as she strolled back to her room. She smiled, wondering if her friend Nathalie would enjoy the snacks she was carrying.“I'm bulletproof, nothing to loseFire away, fire awayRicochet, you take your aimFire away, fire awayShe was in such a good mood that she even gently danced along the hallway to her. “You shoot me down, but I won't fallI am titanium………..”“You shoot me down, but I won't fallI am titanium” a low voice suddenly com
She paused, her mind flashing back to the countless fights, the shattered dishes, the cold silences that followed her every rebellion. "But I didn’t let their expectations control me. I chose my path, even when it meant walking away from them entirely." Eva let out a sigh, her gaze still focused outside the window. " I really loved it when I refused them, even though it would earn me being slapped senselessly. I always find pleasure somehow and I took pride in becoming the perfect, graceful black sheep of that damned family.” Belle hung on every word, her eyes wide with admiration and curiosity."But," She continued. “I only did it when I was a grown adult, legal enough to make my own choices. My plan wasn't perfect nor did it work in pleasing my family, but then again, why should I continue to please them when they were never family to me in the first place?" Eva gently moved her gaze back to Belle, leaning forward, "However, as someone who has gone through all that, you should k
"So, Belle," Eva began, pulling a chair close to the bed and sitting down. "Why don’t you tell me a little about yourself? What brought you here to this hospital room?" Her eyes scanned the room, taking in the overflowing flowers and gifts surrounding the small child."I caught a fever a few days ago," Belle replied glumly, her voice quiet. Though it was just a fever, she’d been stuck in this hospital for a week. She felt fine now, but her parents insisted she remain."I'm all better now. Nothing hurts anymore. I just want to go home, but they won’t let me." Belle’s lips turned down in a bitter frown as she recalled how her parents refused her calls and ignored her requests to leave. Deep down, she knew they preferred her absence."Why not?" Eva asked softly, though she already sensed the answer."Because they hate me."Eva’s heart clenched at the words, so full of pain and resignation. She studied the young girl, who stared back with guarded eyes that looked far older than her years.
Once the door shut, the girl turned her head slightly. "You can come out now."Eva pushed the gifts aside and slid out from under the bed. She straightened up, her gaze meeting the child’s lifeless, cold eyes. They lacked the innocent sparkle of youth."Why were those men chasing you? Who are you?" the girl asked, studying Eva intently. Despite her disheveled hair and rumpled gown, there was no mistaking the elegant air that surrounded her.Eva smiled faintly, deciding to test the girl’s intuition when she noticed how she was studying her. ‘Let’s see if you're smart. "Who do you think I am?"The child’s eyes narrowed. "You’re not a simple patient.""Oh? What makes you say that?""This is the VVIP floor, accessible only with a private keycard. Your gown is made of high-quality cotton, reserved for VVIP patients.""Well, I could’ve stolen the keycard and clothes," Eva countered.The girl’s gaze didn’t waver. "Despite your messy appearance, you carry yourself with grace. Your posture, ev