The fans' questions grew louder and louder. Meanwhile, passersby began to take photos and discuss amongst themselves. They all knew the rumors about Eva not having manners but this situation just made all the rumors about her true. In comparison, they believed in Christine's character more. Everyone surrounded Eva, leaving her no room to retreat. So, she calmed down and removed her sunglasses, revealing her bare face to the fans and passersby, "If you want me to answer your questions, that's fine. But first, can I ask a few questions?" She calmly asked. "Go ahead," the anti-fans looked at her like they were waiting to see what tricks she could play. "Firstly, you said you are my fans. In that case, can you tell me what year I debuted and what awards I received?" As soon as the anti-fans heard this, they were stunned. How could they possibly understand Eva? They hated her so much. The reason for being here was because they wanted to sabotage her reputation. "We... We are a
"I recorded this..." Gwen said and lifted her phone, "When the time comes, I will give you a big present." After speaking, Gwen immediately called the police. In less than ten minutes, the police immediately sent people to escort Eva. With the addition of Damien’s bodyguards who they had mistaken as the bodyguards Kai sent, it didn't take long for Eva to disappear from sight. However, before she left, she whispered something to the police. "Eva, Christine's manager has already made the topic of stealing Christine’s endorsement the number one," Gwen said as she looked at her phone. “Hm, is that so? It seems like Christine's manager is really focused on taking me down.” Eva casually remarked. “That crazy bitch just doesn't know when to stop, does she? What are you going to do?" Gwen asked. “Let them enjoy it for now. Once we arrive in California, I will send you a video.” Eva said. "What video is that?” Gwen was surprised to know that Eva had a video she was saving and wanted
********* Both Eva and Gwen stepped out of the plane as they walked towards the car that was already waiting for them. One of the bodyguards helped them load their luggages into the car trunk and opened the door for Eva. “Gwen, I've sent you the video now." Eva told Gwen, who nodded and checked her phone. After a while of watching the video herself, Gwen turned to look at Eva. “Eva, how did you get this?" She questioned. This was the video of how Everette was pushed down the stairs a few weeks ago before the fashion show. She heard that the video was not full due to the fact that the CCTV cameras were already half destroyed. But in the video Eva just sent to her, it was a full video and very clear. It showed how Evertte was pushed from behind and the image of the person who did it was clear to the extent she can tell that the person was a male due to his body shape and figure. “I have my source, Gwen.” Eva casually told her. "I've sent an attachment file to you now. It's the info
Meanwhile, Christine was still secretly happy about the trending news when President Adolf sent for her to his office. “President Adolf, I was told you wanted to see me?" Christine asked as she walked into the office. "Come quickly, my Top Ten Model Awards winner is here.” President Adolf waved at her to come in. Christine raised her brow and looked at him. “What are you talking about, President Adolf?" She asked him. “Quickly, Christine, you have secured an international makeup brand and we have a meeting soon." President Adolf informed Christine, who's eyes widened when she heard him. “Are you serious right now?" She asked him. “Christine, I would never joke about something like this. Let's go to the meeting immediately." President Adolf stood up from his seat. Christine nodded her head and followed President Adolf. Her heart was filled with joy. President Adolf and Christine entered the meeting room along with a group of people who also entered the meeting room to discuss
At this moment, Gwen was also in the fan group. She looked at the anti-fans and laughed at herself, "I never thought Christine was such a two-faced b*tch, yet we were so infatuated with her. We must have been blind. From now on … I will hate Christine for the rest of my life." "Me too …" "Me too …" "I don't understand why BTG Industry and Christine would stoop so to do something as wicked as that to Everette. Even though Everette is a competitor, this should have been a fair battle between the two models.” " What do you expect? Christine knew that our Evertte was obviously going to win the contract so she did such a dirty trick to take out our beloved idol.” " I hate Christine more than ever and we fans of Evertte deserve an apology from you stupid people that call yourselves the devoted fans of Christine.” There were several posts and comments from Everette fans that were lamenting angrily on the internet after finding out that Christine and BTG Industry were likely to b
This was a message sent by Christine's official chat group. It also meant that Christine's fan club was in complete disarray. Even her most loyal fans had started to turn against her. How could the public still believe Christine's words? The media slandered each other and the netizens went crazy. Even the advertisers that had used Christine as their spokesperson immediately started making phone calls to President Adolf and some began to withdraw their advertisements and sent out letters from their lawyers. Seeing this, Christine knew … she was finished … she was completely finished! “Ahhhh!!!! Why is all of this happening to me right now?!!!" Christine couldn't control her anger and threw her phone to the ground. Everything she had worked so hard to build had just started to crumble in a span of two weeks that Eva made an announcement of returning back to the industry. "Christine, pull yourself together. Even if, in the end, you can't become a famous model, you can still be the wif
……….… As soon as Eva stepped out of the car, she received a phone call from Damien. At the same time, Gwen quickly searched for the results of the battle. The situation was looking good. It seemed, the two-faced saintess wouldn't be able to make a comeback so easily. “Hello, Damien? Why did you call?" Eva asked, after she answered the call. "Should I congratulate my wife for winning yet another battle?" Damien sat in his swivel chair. Under the reflection of the sun, his firm facial features looked exceptionally handsome. Eva let out a small chuckle when she heard him. He sounded cold and indifferent over the phone as usual but she was used to it already. "Are you going to congratulate me every time I make a big move?" "Can't you tell? I was just looking for an excuse to call you … " Eva's heart raced for a split second. She said in a low voice, "It's a pity I can't go home tonight." "If you say I miss you, there might be a miracle," Damien teased. "Do you want to try?" "I mi
"Shane, get out of my office now.” Instead of replying to Shane's question, Damien pointed to the door. He regretted calling Shane to his office at the moment even though he was right. Shane was the one that gave Damien the advice to call Eva and use the excuse to congratulate her. It was the reason why he had called Shane into his office to give him a pay raise but the idiot kept irritating him so he had no choice but to send him out of the office. Shane swallowed the rest of his words and walked towards the door. Even though Damien is scary, Shane knows that there is nothing he can do to his Boss that would warrant his death. It's just that Damien's dangerous aura can be so unbearable at times. Meanwhile, Eva never expected she would be pleasantly surprised. As soon as she stepped off the plane, she rushed straight to work. As her contract with Bling corporation and HB Industry included a print advertisement, even though it was almost night time, Eva still entered the studio. Jus
Damien’s patience was wearing thin. He had no time for groveling and lies.Sensing his boss’s growing irritation, Eric opened his mouth to speed up the conversation, but before he could, Oliver burst into the room.“Hey, Mr. Piggy, could you shut up?” Oliver snapped, his bright yellow hoodie and ripped jeans contrasting with the grim atmosphere. He twirled a sleek switchblade in his hand, his boyish face betraying a sinister grin.Rex’s brows furrowed at the newcomer. Was this some kind of joke? Who let this disrespectful kid into the room? Besides, wasn't this one way too young to even be here? He was dressed naively young, like a baby chick with that bright clothes.“Hey, human garbage,” Oliver growled, his playful demeanor shifting in an instant. His eyes turned wild, and his grin morphed into something feral. “Don’t look at me like that.” He hurled his knife with terrifying precision, the blade grazing Rex’s neck and leaving a shallow cut. Blood trickled down, making Rex stumble b
Damien didn't speak, instead, he pulled out a gun, turning it around and examining it, a crude expression on his face.His right-hand man, Eric, stepped forward. Unlike his boss, Eric is also active and very talkative in this kind of moment when it comes to cleaning up filth like this."Take a guess," Eric said coolly, his tone sharp enough to cut glass.Rex’s eyes darted to Damien, who was calmly examining a sleek, custom-made gun. A shiver ran down his spine. He recognized the weapon—a modified Smith & Wesson, known for its devastating effects. The bullets it fired didn’t just kill, they tortured, leaving behind excruciatingly slow, acid-induced agony. It was an acid that burned through everything until the pearly white bone was exposed. That pain alone would have people begging for death over mercy.Mr. Damien, I-I’m not sure of the purpose of your visit. V-velvet vipers hasn’t interfered with the Cross’s business—”“Blood fist.” Damien’s icy voice cut through the tense atmosphere,
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