“What sort of response is that? Did you even use your brain before you speak to me?” Matthew remarked.Eva raised a brow at his remark, she wasn't even offended at all by his insult. In fact, she was a little bit glad that Matthew was burning up in rage which she found more satisfying than the food she was eating. She grabbed the glass of orange juice and took a sip out of it. “What response were you anticipating? Were you expecting me to tell you that we had a great time and it seems like my date took interest in me? Father, gone were those days when you force me to go on business dates for you and impress your business partners for you. If you want the full details of what happened yesterday at the date, why don't you ask Laura to call my date and ask for the information since she was the one that set me up with him, or maybe you were the one that instructed her to pick Lucas asy date since you're quite close with his family.” Eva replied in a cold and dry tone. She was already sic
Damien frowned when he heard his grandfather, he knew this was the reason why the old man was calling him endlessly. They have both been on this marriage issue for a very long time and this matter was also the cause of why Damien has refused to go to visit his grandfather or even call him on a regular basis.Whilst Damien was thinking about this, his mind wandered off to yesterday when he offered Eva the marriage deal and she refused it. ‘Could it be that she already has a man?’ he thought and remembered that Eva indeed had a date with another man yesterday. He made a mental note to instruct Shane to do some research about the man Eva went to meet yesterday. Putting that aside, he turned his attention back to his grandfather.“Is this all of the reason why you're calling me?” He asked.“This is an important matter…..you ignorant brat! Don't you dare hang up the call!” The old man warned him. He knew that Damien was capable of doing such a thing.Damien raised his brow at his grandfat
When Laura realized what the nannies she hired did, she couldn't let the news that she wasn't being a good mother out to the public. She performed one of her dirty tricks among other high class ladies and told the lies that Eva was the one that made those nannies act that way because she was jealous that she was the one that gave birth to an heir. It was since then, Eva had been branded as an evil jealous grill till today where she was known as a spiteful woman in the society. Because Eva's nanny was the one that took care of the baby, Eva grew closer and fond of the child. She even treated him like her real brother, despite the fact that she didn't like his mother. When Eva was fifteen years old, the child was already eight years old and unfortunately their nanny died of lung cancer. It was also at that time Eva started her modeling career so she was always around much to take care of the kid any longer except for the times she spent with him any time she went to pick him up from
“Haha…..you make it sound like I'm your housewife.”. Eva joked at her, making Nathalia pout her face. She stood up from the couch and grabbed the shopping bags before she made her way to the kitchen. “It isn't a bad thing for me to miss my best friend cooking. I'm glad that you didn't waste your time at home without doing something.” Nathalia retorted as she also grabbed the rest of shopping bags on the chair and followed behind Eva to the kitchen.“Like what?” Eva' asked, her back facing Nathalia as she was busy watching the vegetables that she had bought.“Of course, cooking.” Nathalia responded, walking closer to Eva and hugged her from behind while wrapping her arms around Eva's waist.Eva chuckled at Nathalia's gesture, if someone were to see them like this, they would actually misunderstood that they both Eva and Nathalia were lovers. Eva didn't bother to stop Nathalia because she was already used to it and she also acted that way whenever she was with Nathalia.“Now that you d
“How is the old man?” Damien questioned, referring to his grandfather.as he followed Philip who was leading the way to his grandfather.“What do you expect, young master? He is fine….apart from missing you since you haven't visited in a long time now.” Phillip truthfully informed him.“I see…..he is not a kid that needs my attention.” Damien muttered.“Haha…..at this age young master, we elderly people need a lot of attention because we are at the stage where we feel that we would leave this world soon, so we are always happy to have our kids and grandchildren around at all times.” Phillip chuckled as he lectured Damien.Steve Steel was the oldest employee in the Cross household and his family had also served the family the longest. Steve came from a rich family- the Steel family which was one of the richest second-tier families in California. However, they have also served the Cross family for generations. Since Steve had decided to continue serving the Cross family, he had one of hi
“What do you mean by that, Damien?” Thomas asked while looking at Damien, same with both Sophia and Howard.“It's not possible for me to find a spot for her in the company.” Damien replied with a cold tone.“How isn't that possible? Sophia has been working abroad for more than a year plus. I believe she has good potential and the most important fact is that she is the daughter of my acquaintance.” Thomas stated, hoping that this information he just said would be enough to change Damien's mind. Although this was the first time he would be interfering or asking Damien to do something like this, he had to because he was hoping that Sophia would become his future grand-daughter-in-law one day. So all this effort was to benefit him in the future.“She might be your friend's daughter, but no preferential treatment will be given to her, so if she wants to work in the company she has to go through the normal procedures. There are other people more befitting for the spot she would be taking in
After spending the rest of the whole time with Eva, Nathalia decided to take leave when it was already late. She would have preferred to stay over but she had to make sure she was home because she had work to do the next day and her Manager- Sarah would skin her alive if she found out that she wasn't at home.Eva closed the door after Nathalia left, she glanced at the mess in the living room and decided to ignore it for the next day because she was already tired from the long day.She fell lazily on her bed and dozed off to sleep.********The next morning, Eva was woken up by the sound of her familiar ringtone next to her. Groaning and grumbling under her breath, she wondered why the people didn't let her sleep. With sleep weighing her down, she rumbled through the bedside table and picked up her phone at the last ring.“Hello……?” Eva's groggily answered, barely able to keep her eyes open.“Gasp! Why do you only pick up on the last ring? Why not first or second? Don't tell me you're
“I almost forgot to tell you this, Boss. I received a message this morning.” Shane announced as he looked at Damien.For the first time since Shane had entered the office, Damien raised his head up to look at Shane. “Tell me.” He ordered.“I received a call and some documents of ownership were sent to me this morning?” Shane stated. A deep frown appeared on Damien's face when he heard Shane. “Ownership of what?” He asked.“A yacht.” Shane wasted no time and revealed it to Damien. “And there is no other information about the person who had bought the yacht.” Shane added on.Damien was silent for a while as he was in a deep thought. However, Shane was confused why his Boss had been silent, without anyone telling him who was behind the yacht he had his hunch that it was none other than Eva who had bought the yacht in return to the house and flowers Damien had sent to her the previous day.Shane couldn't help but secretly admire Eva's courage to go head to head with his Boss. No one ever
Lucien entered the living room with his usual quiet air, his school bag slung over one shoulder. His dark eyes, cold and unreadable, briefly scanned the room before landing on his mother, Laura, seated gracefully on the couch with a teacup in hand. Her posture was as poised as ever, but Lucien’s sharp gaze detected the faint smugness that usually lingered after one of her scheming conversations with Christine.He said nothing, brushing past her with the silent intent of heading upstairs. His long strides were interrupted when Laura called out, her tone laced with a false warmth."Lucien," she said, setting her teacup down. "Come here for a moment."Lucien stopped mid-step, his back stiffening. He slowly turned around, his expression blank but his sharp gaze silently questioning her interruption.Laura’s smile wavered under his cold stare, but she maintained her composure. "Christine just got back a while ago. Why don’t you go upstairs and greet her?"Lucien raised an eyebrow, crossing
Christine stormed into the Carter mansion, her heels clicking sharply against the marble floor, her jaw clenched tightly in frustration. She tossed her designer bag onto the couch, her lips pressed into a thin line as she paced back and forth. The events of the day replayed in her mind like a relentless reel—Eva’s smirk, her cutting words, the way she had effortlessly dismissed Christine in front of everyone. It was a humiliation Christine couldn’t stomach."That woman," she hissed under her breath. "She always finds a way to one-up me. How does she always come out on top?"Laura, who had been sitting in the adjacent room sipping tea, looked up as her daughter’s angry footsteps echoed. She set her cup down gracefully and stood, smoothing her dress as she approached Christine."Christine," Laura said in a calm, measured tone, "what’s the matter now?"Christine stopped pacing and turned to her mother, her eyes blazing with frustration. "It’s Eva! She humiliated me again today, in front
Once the deal was official, she turned to leave the meeting room with Gwen and Trix at her side. They made their way down the sleek hallway of HB Industry, their footsteps echoing on the polished floors. Just as they neared the exit, they came across Christine and her entourage, who had just arrived.Christine’s eyes widened when she saw Eva. Her usual fake smile quickly appeared, though there was a slight tension in her features. Eva wasn’t sure whether to laugh or feel disgusted as Christine approached her.“Sister!” Christine said, her voice sweet and syrupy as she stepped forward. “I am so sorry for being late. I didn’t mean to hold up the meeting like this. I just got caught up in some last-minute details.”Eva’s expression remained neutral, but she couldn’t help the slight roll of her eyes at Christine’s words. She had no intention of entertaining Christine’s faux apology, but Christine wasn’t finished yet.“Oh, and about last night,” Christine said in a tone that was just loud
In the sleek, minimalist meeting room at HB Industry, Eva sat at the center, sitting by her sides were none other than Gwen and Trix, with her official company lawyer at her side. They were all dressed sharply, the atmosphere tense as they awaited the start of the meeting. On the other side of the polished conference table, Mr. Carl and his HB Industry team sat with the Whyte Corps representatives, their suits impeccably pressed and faces expressionless.It was a rare sight to see Eva waiting this long, especially for a meeting she had no patience for. She had already signed the contract in her mind, but the delays were irking her. The anticipation of what was supposed to be a routine procedure seemed to drag on indefinitely. The room had grown uncomfortably still as they all waited for the meeting to start. Eva’s fingers tapped lightly on the armrest of her chair, a subtle gesture that spoke volumes about her impatience .With a soft sigh, Eva glanced at Gwen and Trix, silently expre
She stood at the doorway, adjusting the strap of her handbag as she prepared to leave for HB Industry. Damien followed her to the entrance, his hands casually tucked into his pockets, though his piercing gaze gave away his reluctance to let her go.“Don’t forget to call me if anything comes up,” he said, his deep voice steady yet tinged with a protective edge.“I won’t,” Eva replied with a small smile. She turned to open the door when his voice stopped her.“Wait.”She turned back, one brow raised in question.“You’re leaving without giving me a proper goodbye?” Damien asked, a teasing smirk tugging at his lips.Eva blinked, caught off guard by his request. “A proper goodbye? You’re serious?”He stepped closer, the warmth of his presence wrapping around her like a cocoon. “I don’t joke about such things. A goodbye kiss is mandatory.”Her cheeks flushed slightly, though she masked it with a playful roll of her eyes. “Fine,” she relented, taking a step toward him. “But I’ll only give yo
After a pause, George returned to the phone. “Damon Cross,” he said, purposely mispronouncing the name to irritate him.Damien felt his nose twitch at the deliberate and grating mispronunciation of his name, but he maintained a polite tone, reminding himself he was speaking to an elder. “Yes, Grandfather?” He replied smoothly, emphasizing the title in retaliation. Two could easily play the game of pettiness.George resisted the urge to march over to the banquet and knock some sense into the boy for daring to use that title. Grandfather? He scoffed internally. ‘If you want to call me that, first show me a ring on her finger—and then give me some great-grandkids before you even think about it! I wonder what that useless grandfather of his taught him.’“Now listen clearly to me. If she stays at your house, it’s for tonight only. And if I find out you’ve done anything improper, I’ll personally see to it that you’re castrated. Do you understand?”Julian, overhearing the threat, nearly cho
---As the banquet neared its end, Damien escorted Eva to his car. He fully intended to take her home—to their home—hoping to spend the night by her side. But his plans were thwarted by an all-too-familiar figure: her meddling grandfather.The moment Eva settled into the car, her phone rang. Damien, still holding the door open for her, frowned at the sound. When he saw the caller ID, his expression darkened further. Of course, it was him.While Eva answered the call, Damien’s sharp eyes scanned the area. Hidden in the shadows near the back entrance, a figure lurked—one of George’s men, undoubtedly there to keep tabs on her. His presence only worsened Damien’s mood.“Yes, Grandfather, I’m leaving the banquet now,” Eva said into the phone, her tone polite but weary. “Yes, I’ve made a few connections… I’m heading home? No, not to Damien’s. I know, I know, there will be more rumors if—”Before she could finish, Damien snatched the phone from her hand.“She’ll be perfectly safe with me,”
Eva turned to him, her voice barely above a whisper. "Did you do this?" She lifted her gaze to meet his, realizing he had been watching her the entire time, his piercing eyes fixed solely on her. She had heard whispers, unconfirmed reports that Lydia was behind the replica of the blue dress that was sent to her. But to see her now, reduced to this state, it seemed the consequences of her actions were almost... excessive. "Yes," Damien replied without hesitation, his tone calm but firm. He tried to guide her out of the banquet, his hand lightly pressing against her back, but Eva stood her ground, refusing to move. "Why?" she asked, her voice tinged with disbelief. Damien’s sharp eyes narrowed at her question, his jaw tightening. What did she mean, why? That woman had orchestrated her public disgrace, and now Eva was hesitating, questioning the justice served? Did she not understand that showing mercy to enemies was akin to betraying herself? "She was responsible for your humiliati
Christine’s nails dug into her palm, her anger simmering beneath a mask of civility. She longed to lash out, but Damien’s presence reminded her of her place. Any wrong move could lead to her downfall.“It’s unbecoming to insult others so publicly…” Christine’s voice was a deliberate attempt at calm, but it lacked conviction.“The truth often stings, get over it.” Eva replied coldly, her unapologetic tone reinforcing her dominance. The crowd e were not even surprised by her response because they were used to this behavior of hers, but they were taken back by Christine's sudden desire to argue with Eva.Wasn't Wasn’t Christine supposed to be the passive type, the one who ended arguments rather than starting or joining them? The sudden shift in her behavior was beginning to alter everyone’s perception of her, casting doubt on the image she had so carefully cultivated.Dusti standing nearby with a glass of wine, observed the scene with quiet amusement. Eva’s sharp wit was refreshing, a st