Eve squirmed under the scrutinizing gazes, feeling like a specimen under a microscope. Her curvaceous figure, while appealing in person, might translate to "bulky" on camera.She was a foodie at heart, and if she couldn't shed some pounds, this golden opportunity might slip through her fingers like sand in an hourglass.Freya eyed Eve and clenched her fists, determination etched on her face. This was her shot, and she wasn't about to let it slip.Debra, ever the keen observer, caught the silent exchange from the corner of her eye."This afternoon, you'll all head to the studio on the second floor for a promotional photo shoot," Hannah announced, turning on her heel to leave.She paused, casting a glance at Eve. "You might want to skip lunch, Eve. The camera adds ten pounds, you know."Eve waved off the concern, even as she began to calculate the calories she'd need to burn. "What's there to worry about? That's what Photoshop is for, right?"Freya chimed in, "Eve, you should eat.
In no time, a small army of makeup artists and designers descended upon Eve, transforming her into a veritable princess.Three artists fussed over her alone, their brushes and combs dancing with practiced ease.Envious whispers filled the air."Must be nice having a chairman for a dad.""Right? Imagine having that kind of clout."Ashley, spotting her chance, hurried over to Eve. "Eve, you're a marvel. Just one call, and you've got a whole team here. Could you spare a few for me?"Her eyes sparkled with hope. Having buttered Eve up for ages, she expected some reward.Eve cast her a sidelong glance. "You?"Ashley bobbed her head eagerly. "Come on, Eve. We're friends, right? Their skills are miles ahead of the company's artists."Ashley was sure Eve wouldn't refuse, but Eve just scoffed, "Friends? We're competitors, Ashley. You think I'd let you steal my thunder?"Ashley's jaw dropped. Around them, people snickered, enjoying the show."Looks like the bootlicker got the boot."
The trainees whispered among themselves."Ashley was worse. Her makeup was a hot mess, and who knows how she looked on camera?""The photographer was all over Freya and Debra. Us? We were just cannon fodder for the real stars."Eve looked down at the food on her plate and felt her appetite vanish. She pushed her chair back and started to stand.Freya, noticing Eve's retreat, called out, "Eve, don't be silly. Our meals are portioned for a reason. If you don't eat now, you'll be famished all night. And if you cave and snack later, you know it'll go straight to your hips."Eve's face fell. She was starving, but the thought of the camera adding ten pounds made her stomach churn. With a sigh, she sank back into her chair and began to poke at her food half-heartedly.Across town, Juan was staring intently at a photograph in his office. It was a candid shot of him and Debra, who was eating her cake.Joe walked in, breaking the silence."Sir, there's news about Mrs. Nichols.""Where h
Juan ticked off the list on his fingers. "Romance, gifts, money, looks, and figure."Joe nodded like a bobblehead. "You've got it all, sir. Except maybe the romance bit."Juan shot him a withering glance. "You think I need a reminder? Prep everything by these standards.""Sure.""And contact the Potter Group. I'm visiting them tomorrow.""Consider it done, sir."The next day, the practice room buzzed like a hive of bees."You hear? Mr. Nichols is gracing us with his presence today.""Mr. Nichols? Here? That means..."Eyes swiveled to Debra, who frowned. She hadn't heard anything about the arrangement.She whipped out her phone to grill Ben, but Hannah swept in and said, "Debra, come with me."Under the collective stare, Debra trailed Hannah out. She stepped into the hallway and spotted Juan downstairs, surrounded by an entourage of suits.Eve, poking her head out, caught sight of her father groveling by Juan's side."Eve, isn't that your dad?" someone whispered. "Well, Jua
Henry parted the sea of people, creating a path for Debra and Juan."Come with me," Juan said, striding towards the exit.Henry nodded at Debra, urging her to go. She took a deep breath, steeling herself, and trailed after Juan."What do you want?" Debra's voice was as sharp as a freshly honed blade.She had hoped to leave Juan in her rearview by coming to Potter Entertainment, but here he was, like a bad penny."Let's talk in the car," Juan replied, opening the passenger door for her.Debra hesitated before sliding in, knowing that Juan's investment was no small potatoes. Henry's smiles earlier said it all.She had recently dealt him a blow via the McKinney Group, but he had bounced back like a cat with nine lives. There was more to Juan than met the eye, and she intended to find out what.Debra buckled her seatbelt, bristling when Juan reached over to help."I can do it myself.""Alright."The air in the car crackled with tension. In the end, Debra broke the silence."Wha
Debra stopped in her tracks, a playful glint in her eyes. "Why should I agree to this? I'm just a trainee at Potter Entertainment. What's in it for me?"Juan met her gaze. "You still hold shares in McKinney Group. If Potter Group profits, so does McKinney, and your dividends go up. It's a win-win."Debra couldn't argue with that logic. To the world, she was a fallen heiress drowning in debt. The meager dividends from the McKinney Group weren't going to fund her champagne lifestyle."Okay," she relented, walking back. "But I have conditions."Juan raised an eyebrow. "Name them.""This is a one-time deal, and you keep your distance," Debra said, taking a step back. "Like this.""Understood," Juan agreed swiftly. "Anything else?""Not for now," Debra said, turning towards the amusement park.A faint smile graced Juan's face as they entered the park. Debra had been there before with her parents. After they passed away, she didn't come again."Pick any ride you want," Juan said. "N
"Alright," Juan responded.Across town in the Nichols family's house, Melody shot up from her seat, her face a thundercloud."What? Juan is at the amusement park with Debra?""That's not all. I heard Juan booked the entire park. And he invested one billion in Potter Entertainment just to convince Debra to go with him," Hester reported.With Shelia out of the picture, she'd seized the chance to worm her way back into the Nichols family. But Juan, fixated on Debra, barely acknowledged her existence.She'd only found out about today's escapade when she overheard whispers at the Nichols Group headquarters."That foolish boy," Melody fumed. "What is he thinking?"Now that the Frazier family was broke, Juan shouldn't waste any more time on Debra. He was supposed to divorce her as soon as possible.Melody said, "Call Joe. Tell him it's an order from me. Juan should come home now.""Yes, Mrs. Nichols Sr." Hester eagerly pulled out her phone.Joe hesitated for a moment before answerin
The moment the words escaped Debra's lips, she wished she could reel them back in.She'd seen the affection in Juan's eyes, unchanged and unyielding. He'd gambled everything on her once, and she knew he'd do it again in a heartbeat."If you want, they're all yours," Juan said without the slightest hesitation."What if I'm not joking?""I'm not either.""Forget it. I'm tired of this game. What's next?"Debra marched towards the amusement park exit, leaving Juan stunned in place.She tossed over her shoulder and said, "Don't tell me this is all you've got planned."Juan always had a backup plan. And with a grand gesture like renting out an entire amusement park, there had to be more. After all, he had even conquered his acrophobia."There's more," he said, following her lead.Whenever he tried to get closer, Debra would step forward just in time. The distance between them seemed to be as unbridgeable as that single step.Across town at Marion's place, Randy catapulted off the