Lorraine's PovPolice said they are looking for Jessica, but their little efforts have so far been fruitless. I do not think she is good at hiding, unless someone is helping her. Ryder Sterling is the only person that knew about the deal I had with Mr Giovanni. Can he have shared that information with Jessica? She also burned my apartment after his cousin's letter arrived. If I take my suspicions to the police right now everything will be publicized and the reputation of the brand will die like a withering flower. I made a plan to make everything right since the moment Stephen Vale told me that Jessica had stolen from him. That plan does not involve telling the police everything. They wouldn't even believe that Hollywood's most popular actor is a con who conspires to steal from other rich people. "If someone that looks like me came to your house and took the materials you should report it to the police. It was an impersonator. The same person that burned my apartment and also tried
Lorraine's Pov"If I had invited him I would have let you know," I answer.The actor smirks."How dare he show up without our consent? This must be my opportunity to teach him that he doesn't own everything," he says and turns to walk in that direction. "You will ruin this party if you throw him out. Public will boycott our products," I warn but it's but it falls on deaf ears. He curries on walking. A crowd of admirers has already gathered around the handsome billionaire who is only a few steps inside the wide hall. Ryder Sterling pushes right through the excited crowd. He is about to ruin everything we have built with a few idiotic words. He stands in front of Lucas Ravenwood and the bodyguards. His lips move but I of course cannot hear what he is saying. I notice the people closest to them gasping and covering their mouths in shock at something the actor has said. The billionaire seems unbothered as a smile curves on his face, the kind that I have only seen when he is about to d
"I was your fool for far too long,believing you were perfect and I was foul.I thought you were fixing meThen you spit me out like dirt in your mouth, and I thought I am done.But it dawned on me,you were my error.I put you under my feet and found my way up.Now you dare say you're sorry,like it was all an accident."I listen to Amara Nightingale's latest break up song while sewing the perfect designer jacket to gift my rich husband.I think I am the luckiest woman alive, secretly married to Lucas Ravenwood, the stunningly gorgeous owner of Glamour Elite fashion brand who also happens to be one of the world's richest men.I forfeited my designing talent to be his perfect wife. People may not know that he is married, but I know that his heart is mine, to love and to hold, in sickness and in health. Only death will force us apart.I invested everything I got in our marriage. Because when I met young billionaire Lucas in a club three years ago, his eyes glowed with such intense pass
"Feeling spellbound by the love expressed by my gorgeous crush, billionaire Lucas Ravenwood in his recent interview. Your admiration means the world to me. And in the spirit of honesty, I must confess - the feelings are mutual. Excited for what the future holds!"My jaws clenched in rage as I read actress Aubrey Sinclair's Instagram post for the tenth time, grimacing at her boldness.It's been only ten hours since my husband did that shocking interview. She has wasted no time before jumping on the opportunity to date him.Her post has already garnered over two million likes and thousands of supportive comments, all praising her potential pairing with the stunning billionaire Lucas Ravenwood.Reading through the comments makes me feel like a worthless wreck despite the seven-hour sleep I just had in a pure mulberry silk designer bed.The actress looks ethereal in her Instagram photos. Her strands of glossy red hair falls all the way to her lower back and her glowing white skin is as sm
LORAINE'S POVI stuff my few rightful belonging into two travel bags after three hours of crying a river. I put on the simplest shoes and stride towards the door where I find Catherine surprisingly waiting."Mr. Ravenwood demands that you hurry. His new lover, Miss Aubrey Sinclair is already here to confirm her date with him." She informs in a humble tone.I feel a surge of anger and envy. I imagine that if I had a gun, I wouldn't think twice before killing her. But then I recall the horrible things that Lucas said to me and my sense of envy vanish. It's stupid to fight over a man that already considers me utterly useless.It appears that the actress is incredibly eager to become his girlfriend. I was probably wrong to think that making him happy wasn't her goal."I am on my way out." I say to Catherine and she steps out of my way.I pull my bags along the wide hallway and halfway down the winding stairwell before hearing their honeyed voices inside the living room."Allow your mind t
TWO YEARS LATERLUCAS RAVENSWOOD POVMy rueful parents sit on the two leather chairs facing my executive desk."We both deeply regret making you marry a shameless, self-centered freeloader that disgraces your brand. None of us thought that the famed actress would turn into a loathsome vixen after marrying you." My mother expresses in a sad tone."No one thought that she was all plastic either." My father adds in a similarly apologetic tone.Their apologies doesn't help me in any way. Two years ago they made it clear that they would never accept my unaccomplished housewife as their daughter-in-law. They demanded that I get a successful, reputable woman that would actively help in even greater growth of my brand.I was foolish enough to fulfill their demands by getting rid of the kindest, most selfless woman I have ever known. Loraine's attractive personality was my greatest comfort for two years. But I kicked her out in the most humiliating way so that I could create space for the suit
LORAINE'S POV"Congratulations on the incredible performance of your designs. You're the first girl to make me jealous of your creativity." My friend, Jessica, says while standing beside my work desk.She is Stellar Style's chief designer and someone I used to look up to when I first got my job in this studio. Now my designs are causing a sensation in the markets.They weren't worn by the best of our runway models, yet they gained not just the attention of the event attendees but of several celebrities and popular influencers as well.Thanks to my designing talent I am no longer the wrench that was shamefully kicked out of Lucas Ravenswood mansion. I found my own success, without depending on any man's fortune.l also transformed in ways not even I thought was possible. I did not just change my name, but physically as well. I shed off extra weight during my morning runs. And I get time to care for my skin. Now, my appearance is almost as stunning as those of our runway models. And it
LORRAINE'S POV I woke up to an e-mail from my ex-husband's assistant informing me that he has booked a luxurious suite in the city's biggest hotel for our meeting.The assistant must be at liberty to spend his boss's money on this quest, otherwise his salary alone wouldn't buy water in Platinum Peak hotel let alone book a presidential suite. Too bad I am going to turn down their offer regardless of how good it is.I wore one of my most sophisticated dresses, a design that has captivated the markets but is currently being worn by the high-class only. I only wanted to blend in with the elite rich, which seem to be working out well so far.I walk through the elegant entrance and and make my way to the re"Miss Sarah Rosefield, please come with me," the neatly dressed bellhop requests and I follow her down a wide hallway that leads to an exclusive wing if the hotel. She halts at a golden door with beautiful engravings on the frames."This is it." She informs before opening the door.As I
Lorraine's Pov"If I had invited him I would have let you know," I answer.The actor smirks."How dare he show up without our consent? This must be my opportunity to teach him that he doesn't own everything," he says and turns to walk in that direction. "You will ruin this party if you throw him out. Public will boycott our products," I warn but it's but it falls on deaf ears. He curries on walking. A crowd of admirers has already gathered around the handsome billionaire who is only a few steps inside the wide hall. Ryder Sterling pushes right through the excited crowd. He is about to ruin everything we have built with a few idiotic words. He stands in front of Lucas Ravenwood and the bodyguards. His lips move but I of course cannot hear what he is saying. I notice the people closest to them gasping and covering their mouths in shock at something the actor has said. The billionaire seems unbothered as a smile curves on his face, the kind that I have only seen when he is about to d
Lorraine's PovPolice said they are looking for Jessica, but their little efforts have so far been fruitless. I do not think she is good at hiding, unless someone is helping her. Ryder Sterling is the only person that knew about the deal I had with Mr Giovanni. Can he have shared that information with Jessica? She also burned my apartment after his cousin's letter arrived. If I take my suspicions to the police right now everything will be publicized and the reputation of the brand will die like a withering flower. I made a plan to make everything right since the moment Stephen Vale told me that Jessica had stolen from him. That plan does not involve telling the police everything. They wouldn't even believe that Hollywood's most popular actor is a con who conspires to steal from other rich people. "If someone that looks like me came to your house and took the materials you should report it to the police. It was an impersonator. The same person that burned my apartment and also tried
Lorraine's Pov"It appears like your ex-husband is sending you rich customers to win back your love," Ryder Sterling claims while sitting on the comfy couch of my new mansion's parlour."It's my skills that Lucas Ravenwood wants, he doesn't give a shit about love. Why would he want to help our business succeed and compete with his?" I argue. "He only wants to impress you. Why else do you think Mr Giovanni demanded that the outfit be made by you alone and not the brand. Lucas Ravenwood already got the world buying from his brand. Only thing he cares about not is winning your trust again," he alleges. I do not deny that my ex-husband seeks to doe favours, but this wasn't one of them. Mr Giovanni simply believes in my talent. I do not need to argue with my business partner to prove that right now.I start scrolling through the unread messages on my phone when a new one pops up. It's from the bank and it appears that I have received tenty million dollars from my ex-husband's brand!He d
Lorraine's PovFazzio Giovanni leans forward in his seat. "My wife will be having an exquisite birthday party that many influential figures as well as media personalities will attend. It is important that she appears a bit spoilt for the sake of wiping away the disgraceful past rumours," he explains. There were rumours that he treats his wife like a hated servant, which may be true or false. It's none of my business. At least he doesn't keep her secret like my ex did. "So you want an exquisite outfit for her, one that will make headline?" I ask. "Yes. But I do not just want it to look good, I want it to be quite expensive. Something worth millions at least. The goal is to make people see that I do take great care of her," he answers. I think she is a lucky woman. But the materials needed to make such an outfit are a bit too expensive for someone that is not filthy rich like me."The cost of the mater-" I start but he cuts me short."Do not worry about that. I have already made ord
Lorraine's PovThe actor paces across the empty space of my office, his anger and frustration evident. "You should have called me instead of going with him or taking his house. I could have booked the best hotel room for you to sleep," he rants.I never told him that I read his cousin's letter. I figured out that he shouldn't know now that I know the truth. To survive in this capitalistic city I must be as scheming as the everyone else. "I didn't want to sleep in a hotel. And I did not want to disturb you," I answer. "I would rather you disturbed me in every way possible. You would not have surrendered the best of our designs to your ex-husband if you at least called me first," he argues."I made those designs long before you and I were partners," I remind. "And I needed that house together with everything he put in it. It was a good trade." He stands thinking for a long time before sighing and returning to the seat opposite my desk."You know that I love you, right?" he asks."We
LORRAINE'S POV"You called my ex-husband?" I ask the officer in annoyance."No. He just showed up. I imagine he has got informants, he is a rich man," he answers. That angers me more. Lucas Ravenwood has got people watching me. He has got no respect for my privacy. "Am I free to go?" I ask. "Of course. He is waiting," the officer answers.I make my way out of the tiny office and meet Lucas Ravenwood, the world's hero, at the reception area, surrounded by a dozen swooning officers. He turns away from their praises after seeing me. "Drinks are on me," he announces before leaving the company of the group. The officers happily applaud. "Are you okay?" he asks, wrapping his hands around me in a tight embrace. I let him hug me, because it would be unwise to fight it in front of the police and seem like the mad one. Besides I am heading to the mansion he bought."Sir, we assure you that we will get the person that commited that horrendous crime," the officer that I spoke to now swears.
LORRAINE'S POVMy heart misses a beat at the sight of my smoking, blackened apartment. Everything is charred, including my safe-like drawer that appears to have been smashed with a heavy object before it burnt. Nothing that was inside looks the same. But nothing was stolen either. So the aim was to destroy everything.My neighbours whisper to the police behind me. They called firemen but it was too late. I have lost everything that wasn't in my handbag when I left. Glad I had my fashion sketchbook and a credit card, that's all I own now. "I am so sorry, Sarah. Whoever did this must have been extremely envious of you," Ryder Sterling says while standing beside me.I doubt envy can be the cause of this. Whoever it was had a clear intention of destroying every single item. I am glad I carried the letter from the actor's cousin or I would no longer have a chance of knowing what he intended to tell me."Your neighbours say that it was you that arrived back here and left again in a hurry o
LORRAINE'S POVI glare at actor Ryder Sterling who sits on my couch drinking a bottle of coke that he took from my refrigerator. "I figured out that people will like our brand more if they believe we are lovers. The public and media always get obsessed with famous couples," he explains. "Your tactics are gross. You made the decision to lie about our relationship without seeking my opinion. How can I trust you again when you do need to consult me on vital issues," I say and he jumps from his seat, looking extremely worried. "Dear, I would have sought your consent if the idea didn't come to me at the last minute. I only wanted to take advantage of the rare opportunity to promote our brand. Obviously it was a huge mistake," he apologises. I doubt he is actually rueful. I read the book that he gifted me months ago and was astounded by it's outright praise of wickedness and lies as effective means of pursuing success. I wonder if he and his family follows the ideas of the crazy texts.
LUCAS RAVENWOOD'S POV"We found him with the Italian mob. They gave him to us as soon as they heard he was disloyal to you," Greg informs after opening my car door for me and shutting it. He leads the way into the old warehouse that we used as a temporary home for the trafficked humans I bought before they were later freed to either work for me or return to their families.Doors open and the sounds of desperate screams meet out ears. I had no doubt that my gang will have tortured him. They were mad that he betrayed us for little cash, knowing well that the video he filmed would be used to damage my reputation and would as well put the lives of those I care about at risk. The man's face is bloodied when we reach the scene. He stumbles forward and falls to his knees in front of me."Sir! Mr Ravenwood . . . I am extremely sorry. I will never betray you again! Please . . . let me live!" he begs.I scoff. "You betrayed me for a few bucks and you think I would take you back? I should cut o