The next day, a bombshell post exploded onto the trending list: "Aurora Pendleton and Sophia Pendleton: Biological Sisters or Frenemies?"Attached were incriminating photos of Aurora physically assaulting Sophia. In these snapshots, Sophia looked like a wounded puppy, her face covered in her hands, while Aurora's eyes were icy, her demeanor menacing.The forum was set ablaze once again. The majority of comments were a relentless barrage against Aurora, while Sophia was lifted onto a pedestal."Seriously, how did Sophia end up with such a witch for a sister?""Born from the same mother, but could they be more different? Aurora's just vile.""Remember that time Sophia waved at Aurora in front of the school? Aurora just snubbed her. What's she trying to prove?""Aurora's this brutal to her own sister? Just slapping her around?"The tide of public opinion was overwhelmingly in Sophia's favor, and her fan club swelled in numbers.Sophia was bewildered. She hadn't started this firestorm. Wh
Aurora ascended the stage step by step, her presence commanding an eerie silence that enveloped the entire auditorium. All eyes were on her and Sophia. Would they shake hands and make peace, or would the situation escalate into something more volatile?Aurora reached Sophia and sidestepped the microphone, leaning in to whisper, "You were all gung-ho about airing our dirty laundry from the past. Why the sudden mute button?"Sophia's face was a shade of white you'd associate with a ghost. Her voice, shaky and devoid of its usual confidence, responded, "Aurora, don't talk nonsense. You're not going to ruin me."Aurora simply smiled, a knowing grin that hinted at secrets untold. "Whether it's nonsense or not, you'll find out soon enough."Sophia, in a desperate move, clutched Aurora's wrist tightly. "Sis, I'm begging you, don't destroy me."Aurora's smile turned radiant, almost glowing in its brilliance. "When you orchestrated my assault, when you swapped out the props to harm Ivy, did yo
As the votes kept rolling in, the top three contestants were finally decided.First place went to Xander, second to Yorick, and third to Daxton.The rest were unfortunately left in the dust.The director from Skyline Media was quick to sign Xander, while Harmony Media snagged Yorick.What shocked everyone was when Daxton suddenly stepped forward, announcing his withdrawal from the competition. Silas Song, who was in fourth place, took his spot and made his debut.Not just the hosts and the audience were stunned, but even people watching the live stream in the mall were frozen in disbelief.Aurora turned to Vespera and asked, "What's the deal with this Daxton guy? Quitting out of nowhere, isn't he afraid of getting blacklisted?"Vespera rolled her eyes and said, "Silas Song is from the Song family. It's not surprising he'd pull some strings to get into the top three.""The Song family?" Aurora wasn't sure if the Song family in the capital was related to the one in Seaview."Yeah, they'
Aurora was comfortably sprawled on the sofa, her head tilted as she looked at Heath. "So, let me get this straight. If I decided to go on a killing spree, you'd have Kieran prepare a dagger for me, wouldn't you?"Heath shook his head, his expression unchanging. "No, I wouldn't."Aurora's lips curled into a smirk, ready to retort, but Heath cut her off. "I wouldn't need him for that. I'd hand you the dagger myself."Aurora's face flushed a deep shade of red. She sprang up from the sofa, hastily grabbed a stack of files, and retreated to her room like she was fleeing the scene.Kieran, who had been standing off to the side, felt like he was exuding the lonely aura of a single guy. Meanwhile, the living room seemed to fill with the nauseating smell of his boss's love life.Heath glanced at him, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Is there anything else?"Kieran hesitated for a moment before speaking. "Boss, Miss Aurora has been getting quite close to a certain Miss Thornfield from the Thornfie
Lysander rolled his eyes, "Your Aurora is such a princess, huh?"Heath: "Once she's done with her check-up, you can leave."Lysander: "..."Plopping down on the sofa, Lysander looked like he was about to throw a fit. "Heath! We've been bros for years, and you're ditching me for a girl? No, wait! She's not even a woman yet!"Aurora: "..."Heath rubbed his temples, "What do you want?"Lysander quickly replied, "Eamon is back in town. How about we go grab a drink?"Heath glanced at Aurora, who was sitting on the sofa, "Some other time."Lysander got impatient, "What do you mean 'some other time'? We had plans, and Eamon might leave any day now. So, are we going or not?"Heath, lounging on the sofa, said leisurely, "Not going."Lysander was speechless, "You're just worried about leaving Aurora bored at home, aren't you? Just bring her along! She's gonna be your wife sooner or later!"Aurora: "..."Heath turned to her, "Wanna go? Eamon is a friend of mine, he's been working in the States."
Heath looked up to see Aurora already in tears. Lysander leaned in and said, "Come on, it's just a burn. No big deal."Ignoring him, Heath dialed a number on his phone. "Kieran, pick me up from 'Nocturne.'"Lysander was taken aback. "You're leaving already?"Heath sat down to put shoes on Aurora and replied, "What else? Can't you see she's in pain?"Seeing Aurora's tears flowing like a flood, Lysander had no choice. Alaric chimed in, "Let Heath take Aurora home first. Eamon doesn't need to leave right away; we can keep drinking."Heath lifted Aurora into his arms and turned to nod at Eamon. "Sorry, I owe you a meal."Eamon suddenly stood up and walked over to Heath. "How about tomorrow? Since Aurora isn't feeling well, let's gather at your place. I'll bring the wine."Lysander finally cracked a smile. "Sounds good! Party at Heath's place tomorrow!"Eamon didn't say anything but shot a fleeting glance at Aurora, who buried her face in Heath's chest without uttering a word.Assuming she
Returning to the company in high spirits, Kieran was questioned by the secretary at the president's office, "What's the good news?"Kieran's grin grew wider as he thought of the upcoming marriage between the president and Aurora, making him a matchmaker of sorts.Once inside the office, he handed the documents to Heath. Heath glanced up at him, inquiring, "Was it Aurora who opened the door?"Kieran nodded, "Yes.""And then?" probed Heath."What then?" Kieran chuckled cluelessly.Heath: "…"His stern gaze pierced through, "Sent you to the apartment for documents and all you saw were the documents?"Realization dawned on Kieran, "Oh! Miss Aurora asked when you would come to the company, seemed like she was waiting for breakfast with you.""What else?" Heath seemed slightly appeased, appreciating her thoughtfulness."Also… I mentioned that the boss stayed overnight at the company, so she had Gloria clear away the breakfast, not eating a bite." revealed Kieran.Heath frowned, "She skipped
Aurora gently tugged at the corner of Heath's shirt, her voice tinged with hesitation. "Um... about that sweet and sour fish I wanted to buy... I haven't gotten it yet."Heath glanced at Kieran through the rearview mirror, his eyes narrowing for a moment. "It's fine. We can pick it up later. The hospital comes first."Kieran felt like crying but had no tears to shed. How could he have anticipated that the moment Miss Aurora stepped out, they'd bump into a member of the Fairbank family?When they arrived at Fairview Medical Center, Heath didn't waste any time. Carrying Aurora in his arms, he headed straight for the Dean's office. As they neared the door, they heard the soft rustling of papers from inside. Aurora's cheeks flushed a rosy hue, and she buried her face deeper into Heath's chest.Heath let out a resigned sigh. "Kieran, knock on the door, will you?"Kieran complied, pounding on the door with a force that betrayed his frustration. A voice from inside, clearly irritated, barked
The next morning, Vespera was woken up at dawn, barely getting a few hours of sleep. Known as a dedicated designer, she was usually the first one awake, but today she could barely keep her eyes open. As the stylist worked on her hair and makeup, Vespera sat half-dazed, drifting in and out, completely unaware of the hands tugging her in all directions.Two hours later, with her hair and makeup done, Vespera finally slipped into her wedding dress. The reality hit her, and for the first time, she fully realized she was about to get married.Memories flooded back, particularly that first encounter with Alaric. He’d been sprawled on the steps outside, a bit too tipsy, looking up with half-closed eyes, asking, “What’s wrong with me?” Vespera, surprising even herself, had replied, “Nothing at all.”Back then, he was just a bright, headstrong young man, carrying so many dreams and frustrations. Somewhere along the way, he’d grown into this strong, grounded man. And somehow, after everything,
It wasn’t until a few days after their engagement that it even crossed Vespera’s mind to ask about the villa.Alaric confirmed he’d bought it, explaining that he’d thought she might like it and decided to go for it. As for renovations, he wanted to wait until she officially agreed to everything; after all, they’d eventually need their own place—living with Zane forever wasn’t exactly an option.By now, the news of Alaric and Vespera’s engagement had spread everywhere. Alaric was practically ready to announce it to the world on social media, but thankfully, Aurora stepped in, suggesting he keep things low-key since he was the company CEO. Plus, Vespera wasn’t exactly a fan of the public spotlight.Alaric reluctantly held back but couldn’t resist dropping hints in his friend group chat every other day. Heath and the rest were used to it by now—except Lysander, who constantly complained that he was drowning in a sea of "lovey-dovey vibes," being the lone single guy among them.When Auror
The next morning, Alaric woke up, remembering last night’s events. He pinched himself—no, it wasn’t a dream. Vespera had actually said yes.He jumped out of bed, showered, changed, and even straightened his tie before driving to her studio. There she was, focused on work, wearing a stylish dress and light makeup, looking absolutely radiant.When he walked in, Vespera looked up, surprised. “Finally awake?” she asked with a smirk.Alaric simply nodded, taking her hand without a word and leading her downstairs. She stumbled after him, asking, “Where are we going?”Alaric gently nudged her into his car, driving her toward a villa. Vespera was clueless and a bit shocked, glancing around, unsure of what was happening.They finally arrived at a beautiful villa. Alaric opened the door, and she asked, “Did you just buy this?”&n
The next morning, Alaric was finally over his fever. When Vespera woke up, he was already waiting in the living room. After breakfast, they both headed to their respective offices.Aurora’s team reported they’d successfully returned to the Whitmore family’s estate. For her, that had been a fierce battle. For Vespera, however, the real challenge lay ahead: the design competition.Ever since her last conversation with Yvonne, where Yvonne had hinted that everything she had was due to Aurora and Alaric’s support, Vespera had been determined to prove herself. She wanted to be worthy of Alaric and was pouring all her energy into this competition.After submitting her designs, Vespera anxiously waited at home for results. When the winners were finally announced online, she saw her name in second place. The relief and pride were overwhelming. She had finally achieved something worth sharing with Alaric. Now, with the award ceremony in the UK, she had no choice but to let him know.Expecting
Vespera had reclaimed her brand, and Alaric seemed to be maturing by the day, treating her like she was his entire world. Everything seemed to be falling into place.After that showdown in Alaric’s office with Elowen, she hadn’t shown her face again. Vespera figured it was over, that Elowen had finally given up. Everyone else thought the same.But on the day they took graduation photos, Aurora disappeared. Heath and Alaric eventually tracked her down — Elowen had taken her. Vespera was frantic, blaming herself for not protecting Aurora better.Heath and Alaric couldn’t stop Aurora’s flight at the airport, so they booked tickets to the UK to get her back. Vespera had too much to handle here to join them, so she only saw Alaric off at the airport.He held her close, whispering, “Don’t worry. I’ll be back soon, and Aurora will be safe.”Vespera hugged him back tightly. She trusted him. Alaric and Heath would get this done — Elowen had crossed a line that couldn’t be ignored, and she knew
This past week, Aurora had been tirelessly setting up to counter Evelyn and her allies, Yvonne and Elowen. Meanwhile, Alaric, working alongside Aurora to reclaim Elowen’s brand.A week later, the press conference went ahead as planned. Alaric helped Vespera pick an outfit, stayed until she’d finished her makeup, and then drove her to the venue himself.The conference, led by Evelyn, was a disaster for her team. They failed to take over Aurora’s company, couldn’t drive her out of the Pendleton family, and made no progress in placing Yvonne and Elowen as CEO and head designer. Their plans had backfired entirely.Leaving the venue, Yvonne, clearly shaken, stepped in front of a car without looking and was hit, blood pooling around her. Vespera, stunned and dizzy at the sight, would have collapsed if Alaric hadn’t steadied her.Frantically, Vespera fumbled with her phone to call home, stammering, “It’s Yvonne… she’s bleeding so much…”As someone unaccustomed to such violence, Vespera was t
Alaric looked at Vespera with an innocent expression and said, “It’s not what you think. I’m not a creep.”“Not a creep?” Vespera glared at him. “Then what were you doing in my room?”Alaric almost groaned. “If I told you I was here to give you a massage, would you believe me?”“Total creep!” she shouted. “Sneaking into my bed while I was asleep!”Alaric shot back, “I did not! When I woke up, you were the one curled up on me!”Vespera paused, recalling the moment she woke up. Okay, maybe she had been cozying up to him. Wait a second—was he implying she was the one acting out of line?Seeing her hesitation, Alaric grinned smugly. “See? You were just as comfortable with it!”“Get out!” Vespera yelled.Alaric left the room, trying not to smile too much. Sure, nothing happened, but just getting to hold her felt amazing. Although… his shoulder was sore from her leaning on him all night, so he headed back to his room to grab a few more hours of sleep.Vespera, alone in her room, listened as
Vespera walked ahead, casual and carefree in a T-shirt and shorts, no makeup, and even bare of high heels, while Alaric trailed close behind with a jacket in hand, grinning like a fool. Everyone in the lobby couldn’t help but notice—their usually composed CEO was tagging along, practically beaming.Catching up to her, Alaric draped his jacket over her shoulders. “How could you leave without dressing warmer? You’ll end up with a stomach ache tonight,” he said, his voice soft with affection.Vespera felt a warm flutter in her chest but stayed quiet, letting his jacket settle around her as they walked out. Alaric was thrilled she hadn’t brushed him off; emboldened, he slipped his hand into hers, wrapping her cold fingers in his.For a moment, she stiffened, then relaxed, letting her hand nestle securely in his. Together, they headed to the parking lot, Alaric practically floating with joy. This felt better than winning the lottery!Bringing her home, Alaric felt out of his depth—things h
Alaric stood in his office, with Elowen right in front of him, her hand tugging at his tie, a faint smirk hidden beneath her slightly indignant expression.Seeing the scene, Vespera nearly turned around and left right then and there. But she reminded herself of her purpose for coming today. She was done hiding from Elowen. Even if Alaric wasn’t hers in the end, she’d be damned if he ended up with someone like Elowen.So Vespera strode into the office, fixed her gaze on them, and asked, “What’s going on here?”At the sound of her voice, Alaric spun around, fumbling to free his tie from Elowen’s grip. But Elowen held tight, glancing over at Vespera with a slight smile. “Miss Thornfield? You’re here?”Vespera closed the door behind her, gave a slight nod, and asked again, “What exactly is this about?”Elowen smirked. “Oh, it’s nothing. I just wanted to ask Alaric if I could borrow a few people to help promote my new fashion line. Not sure if he’s on board with it, though.”“Not a chance,