“Don't give me that tone, you spoiled brat! I've done enough to earn some respect from you. And your sister has been facing a lot of criticism on the internet for something she didn't do.” Matthew said. "Really? What does that have to do with me then?” Eva casually asked. “How can you be so cruel? You don't even care one bit about how your sister is doing? Are you the one behind what is happening right now?" Matthew was engraved by how calm and casual Eva sounded. " Mr. Carter, don't you dare accuse me if you have no evidence to support or prove your claim. Besides, I have every right to care less about whatever is happening with Christine. Instead of wasting my time discussing some useless things, it would be best if you contact Christine’s company and have them handle whatever is happening. Don’t bother me anymore for useless matters like this again because I have to rest, which is very important to me.” Eva harshly told him. Without waiting for his reply she angrily hung up t
“Miracle? My goodness, I could have killed you before I knew it was you?” Eva frowned, upon hearing him. The miracle was one thing but the fact that she had just attacked him with the intention of doing serious damage was her main concern right now. “You should have told me that you were coming-” “Then what’s the point of calling it a miracle if you already know about it? Besides, I’m not mad that you nearly stabbed me because it’s for self defense.” Damien said and placed a small kiss on her lips, "I was too tired on the plane, so I thought I'd take a shower..." Eva’s head buzzed. She never expected Damien’s words to be true about the miracle stuff. She immediately wrapped her arms around Damien’s waist. "Wifey... do you want me to remind you that I'm not wearing anything?" After hearing this, Eva subconsciously looked down as her face flushed red when she saw that he was only wrapped in a towel around his lower body leaving his upper body exposed. Eva swallowed her saliva as
Eva looked at Damien when she heard him and slowly nodded her head at him. “I went to the Carter Corporation yesterday to meet my father." She started. She knew it was better to tell Damien about what happened yesterday at the office between her and Matthew. "Did something happen?" Damien calmly asked. “The reason why my father asked me to come and see him is because he wanted to discuss marriage with me. He asked me to marry Lucas Sander." Eva explained to him. Damien creased his brow at the mention of Lucas's name. Of course, he wouldn't forget about the fly that kept buzzing around his woman. Now, they wanted Eva to get married to him again. Damien wrapped his arm around Eva's waist and pulled her closer to his chest. He then whispered dangerously into her ear, "In that case, will you marry him and leave me?" "I admit, I was once blind and stupid to follow every order from my father but... now I am certain of my direction..." Eva mumbled, "I have no plans to marry Lucas S
“Currently the cops have gone to arrest that assistant of yours for investigation since it's now revealed that he was the one behind what happened to Everette." Christine told him, not sure how he wanted to solve this matter. In all honesty, Christine wasn't aware of the fact that her assistant was the one behind the accident that happened to Everette and she never asked her assistant to do it. She might be a two-faced lady that uses her innocent smile to get whatever she wants but she didn't think of doing something like that to Everette. That time when both companies were still in the heated battle to win the contract, she was sure she wouldn't get the contract because Everette is far better than her at anything. However, one day her male assistant who was more close to her than her other assistant saw her looking sad and he assured her that he would definitely help her get the contract. Christine didn't really understand what he meant and thought he was just trying to encourage h
Damien glanced at Gwen briefly, his gaze carrying a sense of approval because, with her around, he would be rest assured no man could get close to Eva. So, without a word, he headed into the bathroom to shower. After seeing him leave, Gwen rested on Eva's arm, feeling drained from that little encounter with Damien as she spoke, "Why didn’t you tell me earlier? You made me embarrass myself in front of such an important person again!" She accused Eva. "I only found out last night when I returned to the room," Eva shrugged innocently. "Also, you didn't let me speak when I tried to explain.” She added. " That is no excuse. All you could have done is make me listen to you. Gosh!” Gwen retorted back. " Like you would even calm down to listen.” Eva muttered as she used her finger to push Gwen away. “Apart from that, let's be serious here. Did you realize how romantic Mr. Cross is to you?” Gwen quickly changed the topic and looked at Eva who raised one brow at her, obviously in disagreem
Because the entire commercial had no script and took up only 30 seconds, the models were required to get into the right emotional state really quickly. The scene they were about to film, was the one where Eva would be chasing. So, the expressions on her face had to show a sense of urgency; starting off looking hopeful and slowly changing to despair as she realizes she can’t catch up... The filming was about to start. Without the help of anyone, Tangning found her position in front of the camera...as soon as the slate clapped down, The original calm and collected Eva suddenly disappeared. In her place, stood an abandoned bride looking around helplessly searching. Her eyes reddened, but no tears fell out. Most importantly, after running, she was detailed enough to add in some panting…… Putting up such an act like this one wasn't as hard as everyone thought it would be for Eva. It was easy for her to pull it off because this was similar to what had happened to her at her wedding so she
Eva took the business card from the director’s hands, but refused politely as usual, "I am happy where I am right now." The director nodded his head in understanding with a gentle smile as he didn’t want to pressure Eva. "Even so, we will always welcome you." Eva thanked him and started to head towards Damien. But, Gwen suddenly rushed towards her holding out her phone exclaiming, "Just now, there was a woman called Trix that called, proclaiming she is the new manager HB industry has arranged for you. She also said, after you are finished with your shooting, you should return back to the country.” Gwen quickly informed Eva. “New manager? Why wasn't I informed about having another manager?" Eva asked. “According to what I know, I am still your manager but since you are now an ambassador for two companies in collaboration, you need someone picked by the two companies to put you through your work as an ambassador. Of course, I'm remaining as your manager now matter what." Gwen expla
"No, I just thought staying away from the company might be troublesome. Moreso, I'm working here and so should you as well. I don't want to be the reason you have to skip work.” Eva replied, making Damien frown while Gwen sighed. "You're more important than the company. I also came to work by checking on our company branch here.” Damien replied. Eva looked at him for a few seconds before she slowly nodded at him. After dropping Eva and Gwen off at the hotel, Damien headed directly back to the airport where his private jet was waiting for him. The moment Eva closed her hotel room door after bidding Gwen goodbye, her phone began to buzz in her pocket. She raised a brow when she saw who the caller was. “Grandfather?" She said, immediately she answered the call. “Evangeline Carter." George's voice rang out from the other side of the phone. “It's been a while now, Grandfather? Why did you call me?" Eva asked. " What do you mean? Why wouldn't I call you when it's been a while since
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