AMBERMy mind raced with thoughts of vengeance. This time, I will be careful. No more impulsive actions. I will listen to Sebastian. The desire for revenge burned fiercely within me, but I knew I had to be smart about it. I have to shift my focus towards Harper Davis, the evil mother-in-law who had supported my cheating husband and his mistress. The woman who turned a blind eye to the abuse I endured. An old woman with no remorse who killed her own daughter-in-law.I pondered the question that had been gnawing at my mind… how could I, Amber, a woman with no wealth or power, take down Harper Davis, a wealthy socialite with influential friends?The answer struck me like a bolt of lightning. Harper’s amigas. Her dear friends could be the key to infiltrating Harper's circle. If I could befriend them, gain their trust, and slowly work my way into Harper's world, I could expose the truth about her and tarnish her precious image!"Girl, you've got this. You've survived hell, and now it's tim
AMBERAfter Mrs. Martinez left the clinic, Sebastian looked at me. I can see the worry that was written on his face. I couldn’t help but chuckle. “What kind of expression is that, Sebastian?”"Are you sure you're ready for this big step, Amber?" he asked gently. "Harper Davis is not to be taken lightly. It's a risky move, and I want to make sure you're prepared to face her."I took a deep breath, trying to steady my emotions. "I know, Sebastian. It won't be easy, and I don't have any background or wealth to match hers. But I have to do this. I want to infiltrate Harper's life, one step at a time. And if Mrs. Martinez is willing to invite me, I can't pass up this opportunity."Sebastian nodded, understanding my determination but still worried about the dangers that lay ahead. "Just be careful, Amber. You know how influential and powerful Harper is. Don't let your emotions cloud your judgment. I'll be with you every step of the way, supporting you and guiding you."His words gave me a s
AMBERCuriosity tugged at my thoughts, and I nodded, encouraging him to continue. "Of course, tell me. What is it?"He hesitated, his expression serious. "What if, for example... the Davis family, in the future, they changed. They plead for your forgiveness. How shall you respond?"His question hit me akin to a sudden electric jolt, and despite my endeavors, a sardonic chuckle broke free from within. It was laughter brimming with irony, resonating throughout the space. "Sebastian, what kind of question is this? It's astonishing that you would posit such to me!"His gaze remained steady, unwavering. "Please, answer my question, Amber."As the echo of my laughter faded, a somber expression replaced it. I leaned back, my fingers nervously tracing the rim of my glass. "That would never happen, Sebastian. The Davis family has no capability to change their heart. They are too deeply entrenched in their toxic ways."He persisted, his tone gentle but insistent. "Hmmm, what if for some instanc
AMBERSebastian leaned in, his voice a conspiratorial whisper. "You see, Amber, when it comes to revenge, presentation is everything. Your attire, your demeanor – they all play a part in conveying the message you want to send to Harper and her circle."I nodded, absorbing his words with a sense of gratitude. "You're right, Sebastian. This dress isn't just fabric and threads. It's a statement, a declaration of my rebirth and my determination."His gaze held mine, a mixture of pride and reassurance. "Exactly. And I have a feeling that Ricci Wolkbitz understands that too. He'll craft a masterpiece that captures your essence."My excitement bubbled over. The prospect of wearing a dress that would not only make me look stunning but also embody my newfound strength was invigorating. I couldn't help but share my thoughts with Sebastian. Sebastian is someone who I trust dearly. I know he only wishes for nothing but the best for me. Sometimes, I wonder if Dr. Wolfe is really kind to other pati
AMBERMorning, 8 AM.“Fuck!” I cussed as I jolted awake, the remnants of my dream clinging to my senses. The sheets were twisted around me, and beads of sweat adorned my forehead. I cursed softly under my breath, my heart still racing from the vividness of the dream. "Damn it! It felt so real," I muttered, my breath uneven as I tried to calm myself.In that dream, I had attended the party, guided by Sebastian's unwavering support. We had explore the night together, exposing Harper's secrets and unraveling her carefully constructed facade. It had been a thrilling fantasy, one that had felt almost tangible. But now, as the remnants of the dream faded, I was brought back to reality.I sat up, rubbing my temples as if trying to dispel the remnants of the dream. "Amber, you need to stop overthinking this party. It hasn't even happened yet," I scolded myself, my voice a soft reprimand.I swung my legs over the side of the bed while taking a deep breath. I made my way to the bathroom. The co
AMBERThe entrance to the party is a grand affair, with cascading flowers and twinkling lights adorning the pathway. As we step inside, the atmosphere shifts from anticipation to pure awe. The party venue is a sight to behold, near perfection in every aspect. It's a realm of luxury and extravagance, a testament to Harper's taste for opulence.My eyes widen as I take in the lavish surroundings. The decor is a stunning fusion of modern elegance and classic charm. Crystal chandeliers hang from the ceiling, casting a soft, warm glow that complements the rich hues of the furnishings. Guests dressed in exquisite attire move gracefully through the space, their laughter and chatter adding to the vibrant ambiance."Wow, I was very impressed that you're here, Amber, Sebastian. Anyway, do you like the party?" Mrs. Martinez greets us, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction."Yes, it's very cool!" I exclaim, genuinely amazed by the spectacle before me."Harper has really good taste! Right? Anyway, pl
AMBERHarper Davis's scrutinizing gaze lingers on me, her eyes traversing my gown with a calculated curiosity. Every fiber of my being clenches against the urge to lash out, to reveal the storm of emotions that churn beneath my carefully composed exterior. But I must remain steadfast, strategic – playing the role of an admirer, a devotee to her grandeur.I return her gaze with an innocent smile, my eyes concealed behind the elegant masquerade mask. I’m glad Sebastian handed me a masquerade mask, which I totally forgot when we got here. And I wanted to thank the theme of the party. So, I won’t have to show my full face. I want suspense. I don’t want Harper to see my full face yet. "Oh, I'm your avid fan, Mrs. Davis! I've heard stories about you, and I must say you're my idol," I declare, my voice carefully modulated to exude admiration.For a moment, Harper's guard drops, her demeanor softening as flattery wraps around her like a warm embrace. "Hmm, really?" she responds, a hint of sa
AMBERA relieved smile tugs at the corners of my lips. I knew I could count on Sebastian, and his willingness to participate in my charade is a testament to our unwavering partnership. Dressed in his masquerade mask, he exudes an air of mystery that only adds to his undeniable allure.As Harper's inquisitive gaze lands on me, curiosity burning in her eyes, I take a well-timed cue and feign a cough, using the opportunity to introduce Sebastian. "He's my escort–" Before I can finish my sentence, Sebastian deftly interjects, his actions perfectly synchronized with our plan. He kneels before Harper, his demeanor respectful yet confident. With a gesture that catches the attention of the room, he delicately takes her hand in his and places a gentle kiss upon it.I watch the scene unfold, a mix of awe and anticipation swelling within me. Sebastian's display is a calculated move, a piece of the intricate puzzle we've meticulously crafted. "Good evening, Mrs. Davis. My name is Seb," he introdu
So the two of them stepped out of the bar, he couldn't contain his excitement. He was determined to make Sarah his, consequences be damned. He led her to his newest sports car, a sleek and shiny machine that screamed luxury."Wow, is this your car, Lucas?" Sarah asked, her eyes wide with awe.Lucas smirked, loving the way she looked at him. "Of course. I have a collection of sports cars in my villa," he boasted, opening the car door for her.Sarah climbed into the passenger seat, impressed by Lucas's display of wealth and power. As they drove towards her place, Lucas couldn't help but try to impress her even more."So, Sarah, tell me about your family. What do they do in life?" Lucas asked, trying to steer the conversation away from his own deception.Sarah hesitated for a moment, unsure of how much to reveal. "My parents are in marketing, and many more," she replied finally. "They are constantly moving from town to another town because of business.”Lucas raised an eyebrow, intrigued
"I couldn't help but notice you from across the room. You look absolutely stunning in that emerald dress. I’m not gonna lie, when I tell you that,”Sarah smiled politely, but there was a hint of skepticism in her eyes. "Thank you," she replied. "And let me just say, you have the most captivating smile I've ever seen." He said, extending his hands.Sarah chuckled softly. "You certainly know how to lay on the charm, don't you?"Lucas grinned, feeling emboldened by her response. "I like to think I have a way with words. So, what brings a beautiful woman like you to a place like this?"He couldn't resist the urge to show off. He casually mentioned his successful businesses, subtly hinting at his wealth and success. "I own a few businesses myself," he said casually. "Nothing too fancy, just a few million-dollar ventures here and there."Sarah raised an eyebrow, impressed despite herself. "That's quite impressive. It must keep you busy?”He shrugged nonchalantly. "It does, but I always mak
The luxury high-end bar was highly recommendable in the town, with its glittering chandeliers, plush velvet couches, and marble-topped tables. Soft jazz music played in the background, creating a sophisticated ambiance. The place was bustling with well-dressed patrons, sipping on expensive cocktails and enjoying the vibrant atmosphere.And inside of the place, Lucas Davis sat at the bar, a glass of whiskey in hand, a smirk on his face. Despite being engaged, he was determined to enjoy his night out and relish in the attention of others. He was known as the "life of the party,". He took a sip of his drink, Lucas's eyes scanned the room, taking in the scene around him. He saw his "friends," the sons of wealthy businessmen, approaching him with smiles on their faces."Lucas! You're here too! What the hell, man!" one of them exclaimed, clapping him on the back."Of course, I'm here. I'm everywhere," He replied with a cocky grin, reveling in the attention."But I heard you were very busy
Lucas Davis was seething with anger. His face was red, and his hands trembled with frustration as he paced back and forth in his office. Harper watched him with a smirk, enjoying his display of rage."I can't believe that old man, mom! Imagine that? He wasted my time! My time is too precious just to be wasted! How dare he decline us? They're the ones who set up an appointment with us! They're the ones who need us!" He shouted, his voice echoing off the walls.His mother chuckled wickedly. "Yes, the nerve of him! I can't believe William declined us. Well, he hasn't declined yet, he told us he'll think twice.""The nerve of him! Doesn't that old guy know who we are? We're billionaires! Everyone wants to get a partnership with me!" Lucas roared, his fists clenched in fury.Harper stood up, her eyes flashing with malice. "Hey, calm down, Lucas. We need to be strategic about this. You can't let our emotions control you!”Lucas glared at her. "I am calm, Mom! I just can't stand it when some
Finally, after like the end of the world, William and his wife got back home. The heavy feeling of the day seemed to hang heavy on his shoulders. He sank onto the sofa, feeling drained and stressed from the encounter with Lucas Davis and his mother.“Ahh! So tired!” He complained while massaging his neck.His wife watched him closely, her expression unreadable. "So, have you decided, William?" she asked, her voice tense.He rubbed his temples, feeling the beginnings of a headache. "I can't decide yet, Cindy. We just got home, please, not now." he replied, his tone weary.Cindy's face tightened at his response. She, too, was exhausted, but she knew they needed to make a decision soon. "I'm exhausted too! It's Not just you! But you need to decide soon. If you manage to sign the deal with Lucas Davis, then your mother will let you support your long-lost children," she reminded him, pretending to care for his children."I know that, Cindy!" William snapped, his patience wearing thin. "But
He can't help but chuckle bitterly. Now, he finally understood. His mother and Harper Davis have the same evil personality.They would do everything just for their gain. They're just both evil."You hate Harper, but you aren't aware that you're just the same as her, mom.”"How dare you compare me to that woman?!" she seethed, her voice sharp with indignation. "I would never stoop to her level!"His own frustration bubbling to the surface. "You're both willing to manipulate and use anyone, even your own family, to get what you want. How is that any different? You may not see it, but your actions speak otherwise. Using my children as pawns in your games is just as ruthless as anything Harper Davis would do!”His mother's eyes flashed with fury. "I've only ever wanted what's best for you and your children! How can you accuse me of such things? Why can’t you understand me, huh? Are we going to fight forever, William?”"Because it's true, mom! You blackmailed me, you used my children as le
They left the meeting room and went inside the elevator. After the doors closed, the tension among them was palpable. His mother's face was flushed with anger, and his wife's expression was a mix of frustration and disappointment."William, this is madness! How could you let this opportunity slip away? We could have had a deal with the Davis family!" his mother berated him, her voice echoing in the confined space.His wife chimed in, her tone sharp with accusation. "Yeah, I can't believe you! You had the chance to secure a partnership with one of the most influential families in the business world, and you just let it go!"He tried to defend his decision. "I couldn't agree to the deal without knowing all the details. I need to be sure it's the right move for our company."His mother scoffed, clearly unimpressed. "Details? What details? Lucas Davis offered us a golden opportunity, and you threw it away because of your stubbornness!""You never listen to anyone, do you?" Cindy looks ver
Lucas Davis entered the room with a casual swagger, his eyes flickering with a hint of amusement. He was well aware of the tension in the air, but it didn't seem to faze him in the slightest."Ohh, we have guests today! Mr. Reign, my apologies for the delay. Business calls, you know how it is," Lucas said with a dismissive wave of his hand, as if being late was a minor inconvenience.William felt a surge of irritation. "I understand that, Mr. Davis. However, being punctual is a sign of respect. It shows that you value the other person's time," he replied, his tone firm.Lucas chuckled, leaning back in his chair. "Respect, Mr. Reign? In the world of business, respect is earned, not given. And I'm sure you'll agree, I've earned my fair share."He gritted his teeth, struggling to maintain his composure. He could feel his wife’s hand on his arm, a silent reminder to stay calm."I'm here to discuss a potential partnership between our companies, Mr. Davis. However, I must insist on professi
He can feel the tension in the room was palpable. Cindy and his mother were fidgeting in their seats, exchanging excited whispers, while he sat back, trying to remain composed."Why are you both so excited?" He asked again, his tone more insistent this time.His wife gave him an exasperated look. "Dear, are you stupid or what? Don't you understand? This meeting could change everything for us. The Davis family is a huge opportunity for our business," she explained, her eyes shining with anticipation."But what if it's not what we expect? What if it's a trap?" He countered, his skepticism evident.His mother chimed in, her voice stern. "William, stop being so negative. I’m sick and tired of you, son! We have to be optimistic about this. Besides, Lucas Davis is a brilliant businessman. We could learn a lot from him!”He sighed, knowing he wouldn't win this argument. He leaned back in his chair, resigned to the fact that he would have to go through with the meeting, whether he liked it or