“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
“Oh my goodness, who is that beautiful woman? Who is she here to see?” One of the female students in the group of her friends whispered.“I know, right? She is so stunning. Look at her composure.” Another one whispered in support.“I wish I had a big sister like her waiting for me.” The girls gossiped as they walked past Eva to their car.Eva smirked at the comments she heard from the girls. They are still kids, so it's probably that they don't recognize her at all.Glancing at the watch again, she realized that she had been waiting for an extra five minutes and her presence was gaining too much attention which was starting to irritate her. “How long does that brat plan to stay hidden there before he comes out?” Eva mumbled silently to herself as she looked at the school gate. Eva sighted the small bench that was placed not too far from her so she made her way there and sat down while waiting for her brother. Since he had no idea that she was here, she can't blame him for keeping her
“So, if he hadn't called you, you wouldn't have come to see me?” Lucien glared at Eva angrily. He was secretly hoping that Eva had come to check up on him because she missed him but her presence now was due to the fact that Matthew called her.Eva sighed when she heard him. “I'm sorry, I haven't reached out to you for a while now, I have just been busy handling some business.” Eva apologized, feeling guilty for ghosting Lucien for the past few months. “You are not forgiven yet.” Lucien said with a straight face, even though he could tell that Eva was extremely sincere about her apology.“Come on, don't be so hard on me and forgive this sister of yours. How about I make it up to you, hm?” Eva suggested and Lucien turned to look at her with a curious expression. “What?” He asked.“Let me take you out for lunch. I've missed eating with you.” Eva had a smile on her face. If anyone was to see Eva at the moment, they would be surprised to see her having such an expression on her way, she
“Oh my, Lucien! How are you doing? It's been a long time since this big sister saw your cute face.” Nathalia teased as she chuckled slightly. “I'm no longer a kid so stop calling me a cute boy.” Lucien retorted back, but his response only made Nathalia laugh out loud.“You are to both me and your sister. Speaking of her, why is she in a daze? What happened to her?” Nathalia asked, switching the topic back to Eva. “I showed her the most trending news on the internet, perhaps she was shocked to see herself.” Lucien casually replied as he glanced at Eva.“Oh, that's enough for her to be in a daze." Nathalia commented.After a few more seconds of staring at the phone, Eva stretched her hand and grabbed her phone from Lucien who was surprised by his sister's swift movement. “What the hell is this?” Eva demanded from Nathalia, she was still holding Lucien's phone and staring at it intently, hoping it'd disappear the longer she looked at it.“You're back. Anyways, this image is going vira
Eva couldn't tell the reason he was asking her that question all of a sudden but she could roughly guess the meaning of his question.“What do you mean? And what is the reason for asking such question?” Eva acted clueless about what he meant. “You know what I mean. I'm asking if you are feeling okay now after that day? Though my question is a little bit late but it's also your fault.” Lucien replied with a frown on his face. He was a little bit embarrassed that he was just asking the question now, plus he didn't want to mention that he was talking about her failed wedding day.Eva smiled when she looked at Lucien, she knew that it took him a lot of courage to ask her this question because he was being causious that he would reopen her healing wounds.“Oh my, are you worried about me?” Eva asked with a teasing smile plastered on her face.“You bet! Why would I be worried about you? I only asked that because I was just curious seeing how you're smiling from ear to ear.” Lucien quickly
“Come on, you know what I mean. You seem to be making plans with them earlier to hang out, which I hope I didn't ruin by the way?” Eva asked.“Don't you think that question is a little bit too late. Besides I never planned to hangout with them in the first place.” Lucien replied which made Eva smirk at his comment.“Then that means I have you all to myself today.” Eva smiled cheekly at Lucien.“Don't do that.” Lucien rolled his eyes and looked away from Eva. “You're no fun sometimes….” Eva pouted her mouth as she leaned back on the chair. “That reminds me, I heard that you went to a blind date?” Lucien inquired as he looked back at Eva who was still sulking.“Ah, about that…..I did. How did you come to know about that?” Eva peered at Lucien.“Did you think my mother was going to keep her mouth shut after she finally had the chance to hook you up with someone?” Lucien replied, but his voice was lazed with sacarsm. One could tell by the expression on his face that, Lucien wasn't close
However, he was expecting too much from the lady because her next words made him realized that it was useless trying to think that she was an understanding person.“Wow, the guts you have to tell such bullshit! Well, since you are very much aware of the fact that I don't use any other private room except for this one, it would be very best for you to go inside now and tell to evacuate the room this instance. Moreover, if you know that you can't carry out this simple order and task of mine, get me your restaurant manager. I will have you fired on this spot due to the fact that you're very incompetent at doing your job to satisfy a customer.” The lady adamantly refused to comply with the waiter's request. Instead, she tried to threaten the waiter with his job so that he would do what ever she wants.The waiter glanced at her with surprise, even though he was doing his job and duty perfectly that was not an enough excuse if the manager shows up here. If the manager comes, he would be the
Even Lucien had to secretly glup when he saw the expression on Eva's face, he hadn't seen his sister like this in a very long time which made the feeling new to him in some ways. “Ma'am, I apologize for the inconveniences but this guest of ours is very hard to please. I know this sounds pretentious but please be understanding of my current situation.” The waiter had no other choice but to plead with Eva at the moment.“Not only does this sound pretentious but it is very pretentious. You know what?” Eva asked, making the waiter look at her attentively.“I will try my best and act like I didn't just hear any of what you had just said. Also, I have no intention to leave this room for anybody unless I'm done with my business in this room. So your VIP guest can go and use the other private room for all that I care.” Eva stated in a dry tone, after she made sure that the anger burning within her was already calm a little bit. She was trying her best not to lash out on the waiter because th
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