Though Vespera kept insisting she wasn't hurt and Elowen hadn't grabbed her too roughly, Alaric still anxiously examined her hand before finally relaxing."Alaric, I..." Elowen trailed off, irritated by how attentive Alaric was being towards Vespera. She had initially thought Yvonne and Evelyn were exaggerating about Alaric's sudden devotion to Vespera. After all, how could he move on so quickly after being infatuated with her for years? Even if it was just a fleeting interest, surely it couldn't have progressed this far?But witnessing this scene firsthand, Elowen finally believed it. Apparently, men really could change their hearts that quickly - claiming not to like her anymore and immediately lavishing all that tender affection on someone else.Alaric looked at Elowen, who now appeared utterly pitiful - a far cry from her earlier harsh demeanor towards Vespera. He felt disappointed, even questioning whether he had ever truly known Elowen. Who was she really? How many faces did she
Vespera stared at the photos on the phone, flipping through them repeatedly. They weren't photoshopped or edited—Alaric was wearing the same jacket he had on earlier today. These were definitely taken after she'd told him to go home and rest. Confusion clouded her face as she looked up at Yvonne, wanting to ask something but not knowing where to start.Yvonne smirked. "See it clearly now? You didn't actually think Alaric was serious about you, did you? I saw him cuddling up with Elowen today with my own eyes. Everyone in the city knows Alaric's been in love with Elowen for years. Did you really think he'd just get over her like that?"Vespera closed her eyes briefly before handing the phone back to Yvonne. "You're just trying to come between us. You think I'd actually believe this?""Me? Coming between you?" Yvonne laughed. "Why don't you call Alaric yourself and ask if he's with Elowen right now? Face it, Vespera, you're a joke. Cinderella ending up with the prince is just a fairy ta
Alaric turned to look at Elowen, who was being helped over by a nurse. He felt a bit exasperated - why did it seem like Elowen had been clinging to him more and more lately? Didn't she dislike him?"Are you leaving, Alaric?" Elowen asked, limping towards him.Alaric nodded. "Did you get the results? How is it?"Elowen smiled. "Nothing serious. Just a sprain. The doctor said I'll be fine after a few days of rest. Thanks for bringing me to the hospital.""No problem, it's the least I could do." Alaric seemed distracted. He really didn't want to keep talking with Elowen. He felt uneasy and exhausted, not wanting to keep up this charade. The guilt was making him anxious."Alaric, what's wrong?" Elowen asked, noticing his spaced-out expression.Alaric snapped back to reality and shook his head. "It's nothing. I should get going."Elowen grabbed his arm, looking down. "Could you take me home? It's not easy for me to manage alone like this."Alaric glanced at his watch, hesitating. He was to
Vespera frowned as she watched Quinn saunter around her living room like he owned the place. "Quinn, how did you find out where I live?"Quinn flashed a sly grin. "I went to your family house. Yvonne told me."Vespera's eyes darkened. Why would Yvonne willingly give Quinn her address? She was definitely up to no good. "If you don't have any business here, you should leave. I'm busy.""Come on, V," Quinn said with a simpering smile. "Remember what I asked you last time? About hooking me up with Alaric?""I—""You can't say you don't have any pull with him anymore," Quinn interrupted, stepping closer. "Word on the street is that Alaric absolutely adores you. Just help a guy out, will you?"Vespera stepped back, irritated. She opened the door. "Please leave. I already told you I can't help with this.""V!" Quinn grabbed her arm. "Just this once! I promise I'll never bother you again!""No!" Vespera said firmly."Have you forgotten how good I was to you back in the day?" Quinn pressed.Be
Alaric shook his head with a bitter laugh. How could he even begin to explain this? He, the golden boy of the formidable Strider family, had been cheated on by a girl who wasn't even out of college yet?After all his devoted care and attention, he still couldn't measure up to her childhood sweetheart? Even though that guy was married now, Vespera couldn't let him go? The very thought was too humiliating for Alaric to voice aloud.Staying silent, Alaric threw back drink after drink until he was thoroughly sloshed. His tongue loosened by the alcohol, he muttered, "Vespera's just... taking advantage 'cause she knows I... love her. If it was any other girl, I wouldn't give 'em the time of day!"Lysander sighed. "Dude, that's exactly what you said about Elowen before."Alaric smashed a bottle on the ground, cursing. "That loser! What's his name again? I swear I'll beat him to a pulp!"As Alaric rolled up his sleeves and made to storm out, Lysander grabbed him and tossed him back onto the c
Alaric tossed his jacket onto the couch and headed upstairs to crash. After a grueling, fifteen-hour flight, he was beyond exhausted and just needed sleep.When he finally woke up, he jolted at the sight of a figure sitting by his bed. Clutching his chest, he groaned, “Mom! What are you doing in my room?”“Who’s Vespera Thornfield?” Mrs. Strider grinned mischievously as she turned on the light. “Got yourself a girlfriend and didn’t tell me, huh?”Rubbing his head, Alaric sat up, eyeing his mom's nosy expression. “How do you even know about Vespera?”Mrs. Strider batted her eyes innocently. “I called Zane. He told me everything.”Alaric was speechless. His brother really couldn’t keep his mouth shut, could he?Mrs. Strider, looking far too pleased, leaned in. “So, you finally stopped pining over Elowen? Now, tell me, who’s this Vespera? Got any pictures? Let me see!”Alaric got out of bed, heading downstairs in his slippers with a scowl. “We broke up,” he muttered.“You broke up?” Mrs.
"Lysander, could you take a look? This lady's twisted her ankle and it's really hurting her," Vespera said."I see. Let me help her in for an examination. Wait out here, okay?" Lysander took Mrs. Strider's arm, leaving Vespera outside the exam room.As soon as the door closed, Lysander's face fell. He looked at Mrs. Strider with exasperation. "Mrs. Strider! What are you doing here? Isn't Alaric back in England? Does he know you're here?"Mrs. Strider grinned smugly, giving Lysander a wink. "So, how was my act? Pretty convincing, right?"Lysander stared at her. "... You were faking?"Mrs. Strider beamed. "I told you! If I hadn't gotten married, I'd be an Oscar-winning actress for sure!"Lysander: "..."Mrs. Strider rambled on, "Now, Lysander dear, write me up a medical note. Make it sound serious – you know, the kind that needs round-the-clock care!"Lysander rubbed his temples. "Why are you really here in the capital, Mrs. Strider?"Mrs. Strider blinked. "Isn't it obvious? I'm trying
Heath was hesitant to let Mrs. Strider meet Aurora so soon. He didn't want to scare the poor girl off. Besides, he and Aurora were in the middle of a little cold war. She was giving him the silent treatment, and he wasn't exactly trying to win her over either. They could barely exchange two words.After meeting with Aurora, Vespera and she decided to name their brand "Aurora & Vespera." Aurora planned to use this name when discussing their partnership with Heath, hoping it might thaw things between them a bit.Aurora worked fast. Within days, she had smoothed things over with Heath and secured both production lines and retail space from Alaric. They were already setting up the Aurora & Vespera counter in the Strider mall. Aurora quickly announced the official launch of the Aurora & Vespera brand, with Vespera as lead designer and CEO. The news spread like wildfire, catapulting Vespera's profile even higher. Her face was plastered all over the media.The comments section was flooded wi