“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 when they got to her destination, Eva got out of the car after bidding Damien goodbye and headed to the company. Her first destination was Kai's office since she had something to discuss with him. “You’re here already, Eva. I was just about to call you." The moment Eva stepped into Kai's office, she met Gwen standing in front of Kia's desk. She was probably telling him about something before she walked in. “Yeah, I'm here thanks to your marvelous plan of me clearing a bit of my name." Eva replied in a sarcastic tone as she closed the door behind her. “You're beautiful today, Beautiful." Kai complimented Eva who turned to look at him. “Thank you." She smiled at him. “You know I always want the best of you, so don't be mad at me." Gwen finally replied back to Eva who rolled her eyes at her. “Where is Nathy?" She asked. “Her leave day is off so she is back to working and so are you , my dear model.". Gwen was the one who replied back to Eva. “What……” Before Eva could say wha
"Evertte, Miss Eva is almost here. When she arrives the cameras will turn on and you will be broadcasted live for 3 minutes. In a moment I am going to ask the doctor to come in to change your bandages.” One of Everette's female assistants came in and informed her. As expected the hospital gave off its usual unpleasant smell that Eva despised the most. Eva entered the hospital along with Olivia with a small frown on her face. They were being escorted by Everette's second male assistant, who was asked to come and wait outside for Eva before she arrived. After finding Everette's room, Eva could see Everette's assistant who she mostly recognized guarding the door. “Miss Eva, you're here." The female assistant bowed her head in greetings towards Eva who simply acknowledged her with a nod. "Is that Evangeline? Please come in." Everette asked when she heard her assistant's voice greeting Eva outside the room. The assistant quickly moved aside for Eva to pass after Everette asked Eva to
"You seem to have hit your head when you fell down. Not only is your leg hurt but I think your head is in need of medical attention. Does it look like I'm the one who caused your accident, so why should I take care of you?” Eva didn't hesitate and replied back to Everette." It's been a while since I saw you last. I just wanted to know if your hands are still useful like your face has been glowing since you came in.” Everette shrugged her shoulders casually. “I can say the same for you. Have you taken a look at yourself, you look like you've aged five more years to your current age now." Eva retorted back with a smirk on her lips. "You're still as sharp tongued as ever. Just what is wrong with you?" Everette glared at Eva like she was being bullied by her. Eva was obviously saying she has become more and more ugly in a short time. "Nothing. It's funny how you sounded so desperate to help you a few days ago when you called me but look at you already picking fights with me. Don't te
It's true what they say that Eva was scary. “I…. I….. I…..” he stuttered as his entire body started to tremble in fear."Your stupidity would be what would ruin your life. Be prepared for a lawsuit, both you and the company that sent you. Now both of you get out of here.” She gestured toward the door as she watched the other cameraman dragged the dazed and trembling man out of the hospital room. “What are we going to do now?" Everette asked after the camera man left the room. She was a bit worried but didn't want to show it out to Eva so she pretended to be calm a bit but Eva knew she wasn't but also chose to pretend. " We do nothing. All you need to do is get well soon.” Eva replied as she turned to look at Olivia. " Olivia, head back to the company ahead of him and give the video to Kai to verify it, immediately.” She told Olivia. " But what about you? How will you get back to the company? The car prepared for you has already gone back. Should I have them come here and pic
“I... I’m starting to think Eva might be trying to sabotage me. You know, with the awards coming up, and her growing popularity... I just have this feeling she’s trying to push me out of the competition,” Christine said, her voice trembling slightly as if she was on the verge of breaking down. She knew Mark would respond to weakness, to vulnerability, just as he always had.Mark’s voice was low, filled with annoyance. “What do you mean, sabotage you? She’s already got the public on her side. What else does she want?”“I don’t know, Mark. But I can’t shake the feeling that she’s behind some of the things happening to me lately,” Christine continued, carefully planting the seed of doubt. “She’s been getting more endorsements, more media attention... She’s always one step ahead, and I feel like she’s using me to boost her own career. Maybe she’s trying to push me out of the spotlight, making sure I don’t have a chance to win.”Mark was silent for a moment, processing the information. Chr
Eva didn’t respond immediately. She could feel the seriousness in Everett’s words, and for a brief moment, the playful rivalry between them was pushed aside.Everett’s eyes softened slightly as she looked at Eva, a rare glimpse of concern flickering in her gaze. “What are you going to do about her? She’s the one who caused my accident but had that person lie he was a fan, right? Also with the recent things happening, I can tell she’s been pulling strings, trying to break you down.”Eva's expression hardened, her grip tightening on her wine glass. “I’m not sure yet. But Christine’s time is running out.” She gave a slight, bitter laugh. “I won’t let her destroy me.”Everett studied Eva for a moment, her face unreadable. “Be careful, Eva,” she said quietly, her tone more serious than Eva had ever heard. “Christine’s dangerous. And she’s got a way of making everyone believe her sweet little act.”Eva took a deep breath, looking away briefly as she processed Everett’s words. The concern wa
The day of the event arrived, and Christine was glowing with victory. Dressed in an elegant gown, she enjoyed the attention as she mingled with industry elites, knowing she was now the headlining speaker.With Eva out of the picture, this was her moment.Then the doors opened.Gasps rippled through the crowd as Eva walked in, effortlessly poised, wearing a breathtaking designer dress. The cameras instantly shifted toward her, flashing in rapid succession.Christine’s smile faltered. “What is she doing here?”Before she could react, the event host stepped onto the stage, microphone in hand.“Ladies and gentlemen, we have a special surprise. While there were some scheduling changes, we’re honored to have Eva here tonight.”Christine stiffened. “What? That’s impossible!”Eva merely smiled, making her way toward the front.Kai had pulled the right strings behind the scenes. Even if she wasn’t an official speaker anymore, she was still one of the biggest names in the room—and the audience
Christine was livid. Every attempt to ruin Eva had backfired, and now, the industry was beginning to suspect foul play.Her carefully crafted innocent image was slipping, and she refused to let that happen.Gripping her phone tightly, she dialed Tanya, her voice sharp the moment the call connected."Tanya, listen carefully. I don’t care what it takes—pull every string, bribe whoever you need to, but make sure Eva does not attend the upcoming fashion event. I want her out, completely.”Tanya hesitated. “Christine, are you sure about this? Maybe you should—”“Don’t question me!” Christine snapped, her frustration boiling over. “Do you think I have the luxury of waiting? Eva is already taking the spotlight. If this continues, I won’t even be considered for the Top Ten Models Award!”Tanya sighed. “Fine. I’ll see what I can do. But Christine, be careful. You’re playing a dangerous game. If this backfires, it could cost you everything.”Christine scoffed. “Please. Eva won’t be able to prov
Christine sat alone in the dimly lit hotel, her fingers lightly tapping against the side of her untouched wine glass. The usually confident and composed woman looked lost in thought, her expression unreadable as she stared at the city skyline beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows.Everything she had planned against Eva had backfired spectacularly. Instead of destroying Eva’s reputation, she had only fueled the public’s admiration for her. The industry was turning against Christine, and the narrative was slipping out of her control.A soft click of heels echoed through the room, breaking Christine from her thoughts.“Christine?”She turned her head slightly, finding Tanya standing near the entrance, a curious look on her face.Tanya was one of the few people Christine trusted—or rather, tolerated—because she was useful. Smart, cunning, and always willing to play dirty, Tanya had been by Christine’s side long enough to know exactly how far she was willing to go to get what she wanted.“Wh
A few days after Mark successfully cleared his name from the Harper Luxuries scandal, Christine sat alone in her dressing room, her perfectly manicured fingers tapping impatiently against the vanity table.She had tried everything—sabotage, whispers in the right ears, carefully placed rumors—yet Eva always came out unscathed. Every plan Christine devised had crumbled before her eyes, and it was beginning to drive her insane.If indirect tactics didn’t work, she had to change her approach. This time, she wouldn’t hide behind shadows. She wouldn’t need to.Instead, she would manipulate the situation so well that Eva would ruin herself.All she needed was the perfect stage.---An exclusive fashion gala was set to take place, attended by top designers, influencers, and media elites. Both Eva and Christine had been invited as brand ambassadors for their respective labels.Christine smirked to herself. This was it. The perfect opportunity.She had carefully arranged for the media’s attenti
The dim candlelight cast a golden glow over the elegantly set dining table. A soft melody played in the background, filling the room with warmth. Christine had spent hours preparing this—his favorite dishes, the finest wine. Tonight had to be perfect.She glanced at the clock anxiously. Mark would be home soon. And she had to fix this.The front door finally opened, and Mark stepped inside. His face was tired, his eyes dark with frustration. He didn’t even glance at the romantic dinner she had prepared. Instead, he sighed heavily, running a hand through his hair.“Christine, what is this?” His voice was cold.Christine swallowed and stepped toward him. “A dinner. For us.”Mark scoffed, shaking his head. “A dinner? Christine, do you have any idea what I’ve been dealing with? My father’s furious. Investors are backing out after the Harper Luxuries. I've lost of funds.” His voice grew sharper, filled with exhaustion. “And do you know what people are whispering? That my own fiancée might
The silence between them was thick with unspoken thoughts, but Damien wasn’t one to leave things unresolved. He turned slightly, his piercing gaze fixed on her.“Why didn’t you ask for my help?” His voice was calm but held an edge of something deeper—something close to frustration.Eva, who had been absentmindedly tracing the rim of her wine glass, glanced at him. A small smirk curled her lips, but it didn’t quite reach her eyes.“Because it was something I could handle,” she said simply. “Like always.”Damien’s expression remained unreadable, but his fingers curled slightly against his knee. “And if you couldn’t?”Eva shrugged. “Then I would have asked. But it wasn’t time for that yet.”That answer didn’t satisfy him. He exhaled slowly, rubbing his temple. “Eva—”“I know what you’re going to say,” she interrupted, meeting his gaze head-on. “You think I should have let you take care of it. But Damien, I don’t always need you to fight my battles. Sometimes, I want to win them on my own
Eva sat on the couch, feeling bored. The scandal had caused too much noise, and going home—where the paparazzi were undoubtedly lurking—was out of the question.With a sigh, Eva reached for her phone and scrolled through her contacts. Her finger hovered over Damien for a moment before she pressed the call button.The phone rang twice before his deep, smooth voice came through. “Eva.”Just her name. Nothing more. But there was something in the way he said it—low, controlled, yet sharp with attention—that made her exhale slowly.“Hey,” she murmured, leaning against the plush headboard.Silence. Then, “What’s wrong?”She almost smiled. He always saw through her.“I can’t go home,” she admitted, rubbing her temple. “The reporters are camped outside. And after today’s interview… they’ll only get worse.”Damien didn’t answer immediately. She could hear the faint rustling of papers, the click of a pen, before he finally spoke. “Where are you?”“Penthouse suite at the Grand Royale,” she repli