The next morning, the world of high end jewelry was in an uproar. News of Mountain Rose hosting an exclusive showroom had spread like wildfire, setting the industry abuzz with speculation and excitement.From Paris to New York, Milan to Tokyo, the mere mention of Mountain Rose had top tier designers, collectors, and industry insiders scrambling for details.It wasn’t just another showcase, this was a rare chance to witness a brand shrouded in mystery, one that had risen to prominence yet remained elusive.Social media platforms were flooded with discussions. Luxury jewelry forums, high fashion blogs, and elite designer circles were all talking about it."Mountain Rose is finally stepping into the spotlight! Who's behind it?""This could redefine luxury jewelry as we know it. I NEED an invite!""Forget the usual names, Mountain Rose is where true exclusivity lies. But will they even consider collaborations?"Even those who didn’t meet the standards of Mountain Rose were desperate to ge
The elite circle was in a frenzy.News had spread like wildfire, Sebastian Hargrove had secured multiple invitations to the Mountain Rose Showroom and, more importantly, he knew exactly who was behind the mysterious yet highly sought after brand.It all started when Seb, in his usual nonchalant manner, had posted a cryptic message in an anonymous private studio forum.Alongside his words, he had attached a photo of the Mountain Rose emblem, instantly sending the exclusive jewelry community into chaos.Speculation ran wild.Some believed he was simply showing off, while others were desperate to confirm whether he was truly connected to the elusive designer behind Mountain Rose. After all, the brand had managed to remain in the shadows despite being one of the most prestigious and mysterious jewelry houses to emerge in recent years.But one person, in particular, was not amused by the rumors, Cecilia.If Seb really had connections to Mountain Rose, then he was more valuable than she tho
The once mighty Caldwell Group, a name that once commanded respect in the business world, was now crumbling under Alexander’s relentless attacks.Stocks plummeted, investors pulled out, and their business partners were jumping ship like rats abandoning a sinking vessel.The media had already started speculating on the downfall of the Caldwell empire, and whispers in the elite circle spoke of Alexander Blake being the force behind it all.And he didn’t deny it.To him, this was personal.The Caldwells were Sarah’s biological parents, yet they had sat by and allowed Victoria to mistreat her at every turn.They had turned a blind eye to Sarah’s struggles, letting her suffer while they pampered the girl who had taken her place.Now, Alexander was making sure they felt every ounce of the pain they had once ignored.Inside the Caldwell estate, the atmosphere was tense.Richard Caldwell, the once proud patriarch, sat in his study, his fingers digging into his temples as he stared at the fina
Sebastian had already anticipated their move the moment Cecilia had reached out to him last time about the Mountain Rose invitation. It was almost amusing how predictable they were. They wanted something, and they thought seduction would be enough to get it.As Victoria and Cecilia sauntered toward him, Seb swirled his whiskey in his glass, the amber liquid catching the dim club lights.He leaned back lazily against the bar, eyes flicking between the two women as they approached like a pair of sleek, poised hunters.“Ladies,” he drawled, amusement playing at the edge of his lips. “To what do I owe the pleasure?”Victoria slid into the seat beside him, crossing her legs deliberately, the slit of her dress riding up just enough to draw attention.Her perfume was intoxicating, expensive, laced with something meant to ensnare. “Do we need a reason to say hello?” she purred, her fingers tracing the rim of her wine glass.Seb let out a low chuckle. “When it comes to you two? Yeah, you alway
The grand ballroom of the Caldwell Estate glittered under the glow of crystal chandeliers, and the air was thick with the scent of champagne, designer perfumes, and the murmur of high society.Everywhere she looked, Sarah Miller saw faces turned not to her, but to the dazzling figure just steps ahead.Victoria Reed, the girl everyone believed was Eleanor and Richard Caldwell's daughter, moved through the crowd with the ease of someone who knew she belonged.Her dress, a sleek midnight blue silk that fit her like it was made for her alone, shimmered with every step.The Caldwell name was attached to her life, to her past, to her future, or at least, it had been until three months ago.In stark contrast, Sarah stood beside her countryside mother, Mary, in a modest cream colored dress that felt wrong against the opulence surrounding her.The dress was too simple, too plain, a stark reminder that she’d only just learned to navigate the chaos of a city’s department store, let alone the hig
The Caldwell mansion was a vast estate filled with secrets, and tonight, Sarah felt like an intruder in its endless halls.She hadn’t meant to stumble upon the Caldwell family archives, she was only searching for a quiet space away from the prying eyes of staff and, especially, Victoria. But the narrow door she opened in the library led to a winding staircase, and curiosity drew her down into a dim, chilly basement room.Shelves stretched along the walls, filled with family history, photo albums, news clippings, and stacks of papers yellowed with age.Sarah ran her fingers over the smooth leather covers of albums and cases.She wondered if anyone had been down here in years.After flipping through a few albums and faded letters, she found a folder of news clippings that caught her eye.These were not the grand, society pages that celebrated family philanthropy or prestigious achievements. These articles covered... scandal.The faded clippings bore headlines that seemed at odds with th
Few days later, Eleanor Caldwell’s footsteps echoed sharply against the marble floor of her study as she paced, her anger spiraling.She tightened her grip on her phone, unable to tear her eyes from the blaring headlines that flashed accusations, mockery, and speculation with every scroll."Socialite Scandal: Victoria Caldwell’s Secret Fling Caught on Camera!""Perfect Heiress or Perfect Disaster? Victoria Caldwell’s Latest Entanglement Raises Eyebrows"The photographs left little to the imagination, Victoria, in a sleek dress, entwined with a man unmistakably familiar to those who kept tabs on high society romances.Victoria's ex boyfriend, a notorious playboy with an appetite for risk, and an unrepentant grin on his face.They were pictured just outside a bar, oblivious to the camera’s gaze, Victoria’s hand resting on his chest, the implication clear.It was an unforgivable slip, one Eleanor knew could easily incite even the family’s closest allies to pull back, or worse, to whisper
Eleanor and Richard Caldwell read through the impeccably printed letter resting on the table between them.Gold embossed on ivory paper, it was from the Blake family, the wealthiest and most influential family in the city.Their son, Alexander Blake, though recently confined to a wheelchair, was still hailed as the most eligible bachelor.The letter's formality masked what was truly an opportunity, a marriage proposal that could secure the Caldwells’ reputation, possibly even repair the damage caused by Victoria’s recent scandal.“This could be the answer we’ve been waiting for,” Eleanor murmured, her gaze intense as she scanned the letter for the third time. “It would bring stability to our name. Imagine... the Caldwells united with the Blakes.”Richard, seated across from her, nodded with a sigh of relief.The stress of recent weeks had deepened the lines on his face, and the prospect of finally securing Victoria's future, and the family’s reputation, brought a glimmer of hope to hi
Sebastian had already anticipated their move the moment Cecilia had reached out to him last time about the Mountain Rose invitation. It was almost amusing how predictable they were. They wanted something, and they thought seduction would be enough to get it.As Victoria and Cecilia sauntered toward him, Seb swirled his whiskey in his glass, the amber liquid catching the dim club lights.He leaned back lazily against the bar, eyes flicking between the two women as they approached like a pair of sleek, poised hunters.“Ladies,” he drawled, amusement playing at the edge of his lips. “To what do I owe the pleasure?”Victoria slid into the seat beside him, crossing her legs deliberately, the slit of her dress riding up just enough to draw attention.Her perfume was intoxicating, expensive, laced with something meant to ensnare. “Do we need a reason to say hello?” she purred, her fingers tracing the rim of her wine glass.Seb let out a low chuckle. “When it comes to you two? Yeah, you alway
The once mighty Caldwell Group, a name that once commanded respect in the business world, was now crumbling under Alexander’s relentless attacks.Stocks plummeted, investors pulled out, and their business partners were jumping ship like rats abandoning a sinking vessel.The media had already started speculating on the downfall of the Caldwell empire, and whispers in the elite circle spoke of Alexander Blake being the force behind it all.And he didn’t deny it.To him, this was personal.The Caldwells were Sarah’s biological parents, yet they had sat by and allowed Victoria to mistreat her at every turn.They had turned a blind eye to Sarah’s struggles, letting her suffer while they pampered the girl who had taken her place.Now, Alexander was making sure they felt every ounce of the pain they had once ignored.Inside the Caldwell estate, the atmosphere was tense.Richard Caldwell, the once proud patriarch, sat in his study, his fingers digging into his temples as he stared at the fina
The elite circle was in a frenzy.News had spread like wildfire, Sebastian Hargrove had secured multiple invitations to the Mountain Rose Showroom and, more importantly, he knew exactly who was behind the mysterious yet highly sought after brand.It all started when Seb, in his usual nonchalant manner, had posted a cryptic message in an anonymous private studio forum.Alongside his words, he had attached a photo of the Mountain Rose emblem, instantly sending the exclusive jewelry community into chaos.Speculation ran wild.Some believed he was simply showing off, while others were desperate to confirm whether he was truly connected to the elusive designer behind Mountain Rose. After all, the brand had managed to remain in the shadows despite being one of the most prestigious and mysterious jewelry houses to emerge in recent years.But one person, in particular, was not amused by the rumors, Cecilia.If Seb really had connections to Mountain Rose, then he was more valuable than she tho
The next morning, the world of high end jewelry was in an uproar. News of Mountain Rose hosting an exclusive showroom had spread like wildfire, setting the industry abuzz with speculation and excitement.From Paris to New York, Milan to Tokyo, the mere mention of Mountain Rose had top tier designers, collectors, and industry insiders scrambling for details.It wasn’t just another showcase, this was a rare chance to witness a brand shrouded in mystery, one that had risen to prominence yet remained elusive.Social media platforms were flooded with discussions. Luxury jewelry forums, high fashion blogs, and elite designer circles were all talking about it."Mountain Rose is finally stepping into the spotlight! Who's behind it?""This could redefine luxury jewelry as we know it. I NEED an invite!""Forget the usual names, Mountain Rose is where true exclusivity lies. But will they even consider collaborations?"Even those who didn’t meet the standards of Mountain Rose were desperate to ge
He nuzzled against her, his lips brushing the shell of her ear. "Because I miss you, wifey," he murmured, voice almost childlike in complaint. "Like a baby without his favorite blanket."Raven choked on her laughter, pretending to busy herself with her phone.Sarah, however, rolled her eyes. "You're such a drama queen, Alexander. You know that, right?"Alexander hummed, ignoring her mockery as he tightened his hold around her. "Yet you still married me."Sarah sighed, leaning back slightly against him. "You really can’t sleep without me?"He nodded against her shoulder. "Nope. The bed feels cold. Empty. Lonely."Sarah scoffed, trying to hide the small smile tugging at her lips. "I left for a few hours.""A few hours too long."Raven, still trying not to burst into laughter, finally interjected. "Alright, alright, lovebirds. As much as I enjoy watching the great Alexander Blake act like a needy husband, I’d like to get back to work before this PDA kills me."Alexander lifted his head j
"Tonight," Sarah answered without hesitation. "I need a venue locked down, a full guest list of elites, and a team of the best designers under Mountain Rose, not just random jewelers, but people who can handle high end craftsmanship. I need exclusivity. I want the kind of designers that make Cecilia and every other snob in this city grind their teeth in envy."Raven’s eyes sparkled with excitement as she pulled out her phone. "Consider it done. I’ll start making calls and reaching out to potential hires. But you do realize this is going to ruffle a lot of feathers, right?"Sarah smirked, her gaze sharp. "That’s the goal."Raven chuckled. "I swear, you thrive on chaos."Sarah simply shrugged. "Chaos makes things interesting."She turned back to her screen, already pulling up a list of potential designers she wanted to recruit. If she was going to do this, she was going all in.Raven barely had a moment to breathe as her phone continued buzzing, lighting up with messages, calls, and not
Alexander shook his head but let the matter slide.He had known from the start that life with Sarah would never be dull. If anything, it was the chaos she brought that kept things interesting.Deciding to move on, he leveled her with a more serious look."How was Seb?" he asked, his voice losing its teasing edge.Sarah's playful expression shifted slightly, her shoulders straightening as she leaned against her car."He’s recovering well," she admitted. "Still a little beat up, but nothing too bad. He was discharged today."Alexander nodded. "Did he say anything about what happened that day?"Sarah hesitated for a second, then exhaled. "No. I think he’s trying to move past it. He played it off like it was nothing, like he didn’t just throw himself in front of a damn truck for me."There was a flicker of something unreadable in Alexander’s gaze. "And you?"She tilted her head. "What about me?""How do you feel about it?"Sarah let out a small, humorless laugh. "How do you think I feel?
Raven chased after Sarah, her motorcycle weaving through the street like a shadow, moving with a precision only a skilled rider could manage.Sarah had barely settled back into the rhythm of driving when she caught sight of Raven through her side mirror, closing in on her car at a ridiculous speed.With a smirk, Sarah rolled down her window just as Raven pulled up beside her, her leather clad figure leaning slightly as she gestured toward Sarah to get her attention.“Race you back to the Blake Residence,” Raven called out, her voice carrying over the hum of her engine.Sarah's grin widened. Oh, this was exactly what she needed.“Fun,” she said, her fingers gripping the wheel in anticipation. “You’re on.”The moment the words left her mouth, Raven twisted the throttle, and her bike shot forward like a bullet, disappearing down the road.Sarah cursed under her breath, shifting gears instantly as she slammed her foot on the accelerator.She knew there was no way she was going to beat a m
His fingers dug into the seat. “Sarah...”“You sound scared.” She grinned, completely unbothered. “You look scared too.”Seb exhaled sharply, forcing himself to let go of the dashboard, though his pulse was still racing. “I just don’t have a death wish.”Sarah hummed as if considering his words, then suddenly, with an exhilarating rush of power, she shifted gears and pushed the car even faster.Seb nearly choked.“Sarah!”Another laugh. “Alright, alright. I’ll slow down, for now.”True to her word, she eased off the accelerator slightly, though her version of “slowing down” was still leagues beyond what any normal driver would consider safe.Seb let out a breath, relaxing marginally. His heart was still hammering against his ribs, but at least now he felt slightly less like he was about to die.Sarah glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, her smirk widening. “Admit it, Seb. You had fun.”He shot her a flat look. “I was about ten seconds away from writing my will.”She chuckled,