Cole “You look stunning tonight,” I said as soon as I approached her, watching her cheeks flush just slightly, the way they always did when I caught her off guard.She tried to play it cool, brushing a strand of hair away from her face.“Thanks,” she murmured, that proud little smile tugging at the corner of her lips. “Shall we?”The second we walked in, a sharply dressed waiter, hands clasped neatly behind his back, appeared and showed us to our table.As soon as we sat down, I turned toward Skylar, leaning back slightly.“So,” I said, tilting my head. “Mind explaining what you meant by this arrangement? You were pretty quick to make it sound like you had a plan.”Skylar met my gaze, her fingers lightly brushing the edge of the table, her expression soft. Her lips curved into a playful smile. "I wanted to do something for you. Since you celebrated my success with that incredible, delicious Beef Wellington meal you made for me, and since I can't exactly return the favor in the kitc
SkylarI didn’t expect this restaurant to be so expensive, and to make things worse, Cole picked the most expensive dishes on the menu. I felt like I’d wandered into a luxury auction instead of a dinner date.The prices were way beyond my budget, and for a moment, I couldn’t help but wonder if Cole was deliberately ordering the most expensive dishes on purpose. But when I looked into his eyes, they looked so calm and sincere. Maybe I was just overthinking it. Maybe he didn’t even notice how costly everything was. Still, as the waiter listed off their chef’s specials and Cole ordered without a hint of hesitation, I felt my stomach tighten into knots.He picked the Chilean sea bass carpaccio, and the A5 Wagyu ribeye — not just one, but two portions. Two. My heart nearly stopped. I knew Wagyu was expensive, but when I saw the price printed on the menu — two hundred and fifty dollars per slice — I could practically hear my savings account cry out in agony. It became so obvious that I
Skylar Cole's head turned, eyes narrowing slightly as he recognized Ethan."Oh…that's Ethan and his fiancee," he said, already shifting in his seat like he was about to stand. “We should probably invite them over.”No. No, no, no.Without thinking, I reached out and called his name, my voice a little too sharp. "Cole, no!"He paused, turning back to me with a puzzled expression. I realized I had overreacted when his brows lifted slightly, waiting for an explanation.Damn!My mouth blurted out the first excuse it could find. "I just... I don’t want us to be disturbed tonight," I said quietly, twisting my fingers together under the table. "It’s our first official date, after all."The moment the words left my mouth, I regretted them. Date? Had I really just said that out loud? Cole’s eyebrow lifted higher, and a slow, teasing smile crept across his face."Date?"I swallowed the lump in my throat and nodded, too far in to back out now. "Yeah, I just thought... it’d be nice to spend the
ColeI stood at the sink, deliberately washing my hands slowly, not because I needed to — but because I was waiting. I knew it wouldn’t take long before Ethan showed up.And as expected, I heard Ethan’s footsteps behind me enter the restroom before he spoke. “Nice to see you again, Cole,” Ethan said, sliding in beside me with that old, smug grin. “I heard about your little stunt at the Westbrook meeting. Congrats on making more enemies. Celebrating with your wife, huh?”Instead, I shot him a casual glance in the mirror as I continued washing my hands.“Oh, you heard…funny,” I said evenly, “I noticed you are also here with your fiance- Did you also come to celebrate with her? Too bad I haven’t heard of any big moves from you lately—nothing that makes headlines, anyway. Guess there’s nothing to congratulate.”His expression froze for a split second, but that was enough for me to see the flash of irritation in his eyes. His grin faltered. It was a small victory, but it felt satisfying.
EthanThe soft glow of the restaurant lights wasn’t enough to warm the cold twist building in my stomach. How would you feel when you enter a restaurant and see your ex-girlfriend, talking and laughing, looking very intimate and loving with your step brother? You guessed right…that was exactly how I felt!The moment I had stepped inside with Celeste, my eyes scanned the restaurant, not really searching for anything specific. But there she was. Skylar. It felt like the air had been knocked clean out of my chest. She was sitting at one of the corner tables, dressed in a way I could only call breathtaking. Simple, yet elegant. The kind of beauty that didn’t need screaming gowns or diamonds to shine. She was all grace, her head tilted slightly as she laughed at something Cole said. That sound — her laugh — it wasn’t the soft, polite chuckle I remembered from before. No, this was something brighter, lighter, alive. I hadn’t seen that spark in her for a long time. Maybe not since
The day was finally here. I stood in front of the company gate, staring up at the tall building of Elegance Jewelry. My heart was beating faster than usual. It was my first day at work. I took a deep breath and touched the side of my dress gently, the same one Cole had prepared for me this morning. I remembered the cream-colored parcel I found on my bed earlier that morning, and the small note he left tucked inside. “Good luck on your first day at work. – Cole.” And a small smile played on my lips. That simple note, and the thought he put into choosing the dress, gave me more courage than I thought I needed. Somehow, just knowing he remembered this day made the nerves in my chest settle a little. I straightened my shoulders and walked forward, determined to do well. When I walked inside and told the receptionist who I was, I was directed to the third floor. When the elevator stopped at the floor, the doors slid open, and it seemed the world around me changed. People were r
Skylar I pushed the door open with a bit more force than I meant to, feeling the weight of the day on my shoulders. My shoes scraped along the floor as I walked in, too worn out to even care about taking them off. I was in a mood. A very bad one. And I didn’t need anyone asking about it. Ingrid must have been in the kitchen when I arrived because I could hear her humming softly, her usual cheerful tune. But as soon as she saw me, she stopped. "Skylar, is everything okay?" she asked, noticing the sour expression on my face. I didn’t answer at first, as I made my way to the kitchen to get a glass of water. I wasn't even in the mood to talk to anyone, but I couldn’t just ignore Ingrid. Not when she was looking at me with that concerned expression. “Nothing. I'm fine,” I mumbled in a low voice. I saw Ingrid hesitate for a second, her eyes narrowing slightly as she weighed whether to push for an answer. But then she sighed, understanding that this wasn’t something I’d want to discuss
ColeSkylar sat across from me at the dinner table, her fork moving food around her plate more than bringing it to her mouth. When I asked about her first day at Elegance Jewelry, she hesitated for a while and I could tell she was holding something back. Her eyes met mine as she initially threw me a suspicious gaze before she finally looked away, then gave a small smile and said everything went well. But I didn't press her. Instead, I raised an eyebrow and nodded, letting the conversation move on. But inside, I knew the day hadn't been as uneventful as she claimed.How could it be when I knew that Ethan’s personnel transfer form as the managing director of Elegance Jewelry Company was still lying on my desk?I remembered when Xavier had brought the transfer procedures to my attention and had asked if we should halt Ethan's move.But I had told him not to interfere. Not only did I allow the transfer, but I also took the initiative to promote Ethan to Managing Director of Elegance Je
SkylarIt had been a few days since Tara revealed the truth about why my designs had been consistently rejected. A part of me felt betrayed, another part exhausted. I sat by the garden bench outside the studio, letting my eyes roam the space. The flowers had bloomed so beautifully this season—bright yellows, and soft lilacs that swayed gently with the breeze—but I couldn’t even enjoy the view. My heart felt too heavy.I kept asking myself the same questions over and over. What should I do now? Should I report Ethan? But to who? He was the general manager and part of the Buckman family. He wasn’t just anybody I could challenge. He had power, influence, and a reputation so pristine, no one would believe me.I sighed.The next few moments passed quietly until I heard a voice behind me.“That’s the third time you’ve sighed in the past five minutes.”Startled, I twisted around. I didn’t hear footsteps. When did he get here?Cole.He walked forward slowly and took a seat beside me on th
SkylarI walked into the office the next morning expecting more files and maybe even punishment. After what happened with Tara the night before, I was sure she’d hold a grudge. But to my surprise, something completely unexpected happened—Tara handed me my first official design task!For a moment, I just stared at her, unsure if I’d heard her correctly.“You’ll be in charge of this one,” she said, placing a file in my hands.I blinked. “Me?”“Yes, you,” she replied with a small smile before walking away.My hands tightened around the file. I couldn’t believe it. After all the days of doing chores and running around, this… this was what I’d been waiting for. My very first design!It felt like a door had finally opened, and for once, I could breathe a sigh of content and relief. My heart swelled with hope. Maybe I’d misunderstood Tara all along. Maybe I was just being tested, and now, I’d finally earned their trust.I threw myself into the design with everything I had. I made sure I pu
Skylar I had never felt this uneasy going to work — not even on my very first job. Since resuming at Elegance Jewelry, I’d been on edge, watching every move Ethan made, bracing myself for whatever game he might play now that he was my boss. But strangely enough, he didn’t seem to notice me at all. After that first morning when he was introduced as the General Manager, Ethan hadn’t so much as glanced in my direction. No calls. No confrontations. Not even a nod. At first, the silence was even more nerve-racking than an argument would have been. I kept waiting for the storm. But when days passed and he still hadn’t acknowledged my existence, I began to think maybe I was wrong. Maybe he wasn’t going to make things difficult for me after all. Maybe he had decided to forget about the past and just move ahead…right? With that thought slowly settling in, I began to relax a little. I poured my energy into completing the tasks my supervisor, Tara, gave me. It was easier to stay focuse
ColeSkylar sat across from me at the dinner table, her fork moving food around her plate more than bringing it to her mouth. When I asked about her first day at Elegance Jewelry, she hesitated for a while and I could tell she was holding something back. Her eyes met mine as she initially threw me a suspicious gaze before she finally looked away, then gave a small smile and said everything went well. But I didn't press her. Instead, I raised an eyebrow and nodded, letting the conversation move on. But inside, I knew the day hadn't been as uneventful as she claimed.How could it be when I knew that Ethan’s personnel transfer form as the managing director of Elegance Jewelry Company was still lying on my desk?I remembered when Xavier had brought the transfer procedures to my attention and had asked if we should halt Ethan's move.But I had told him not to interfere. Not only did I allow the transfer, but I also took the initiative to promote Ethan to Managing Director of Elegance Je
Skylar I pushed the door open with a bit more force than I meant to, feeling the weight of the day on my shoulders. My shoes scraped along the floor as I walked in, too worn out to even care about taking them off. I was in a mood. A very bad one. And I didn’t need anyone asking about it. Ingrid must have been in the kitchen when I arrived because I could hear her humming softly, her usual cheerful tune. But as soon as she saw me, she stopped. "Skylar, is everything okay?" she asked, noticing the sour expression on my face. I didn’t answer at first, as I made my way to the kitchen to get a glass of water. I wasn't even in the mood to talk to anyone, but I couldn’t just ignore Ingrid. Not when she was looking at me with that concerned expression. “Nothing. I'm fine,” I mumbled in a low voice. I saw Ingrid hesitate for a second, her eyes narrowing slightly as she weighed whether to push for an answer. But then she sighed, understanding that this wasn’t something I’d want to discuss
The day was finally here. I stood in front of the company gate, staring up at the tall building of Elegance Jewelry. My heart was beating faster than usual. It was my first day at work. I took a deep breath and touched the side of my dress gently, the same one Cole had prepared for me this morning. I remembered the cream-colored parcel I found on my bed earlier that morning, and the small note he left tucked inside. “Good luck on your first day at work. – Cole.” And a small smile played on my lips. That simple note, and the thought he put into choosing the dress, gave me more courage than I thought I needed. Somehow, just knowing he remembered this day made the nerves in my chest settle a little. I straightened my shoulders and walked forward, determined to do well. When I walked inside and told the receptionist who I was, I was directed to the third floor. When the elevator stopped at the floor, the doors slid open, and it seemed the world around me changed. People were r
EthanThe soft glow of the restaurant lights wasn’t enough to warm the cold twist building in my stomach. How would you feel when you enter a restaurant and see your ex-girlfriend, talking and laughing, looking very intimate and loving with your step brother? You guessed right…that was exactly how I felt!The moment I had stepped inside with Celeste, my eyes scanned the restaurant, not really searching for anything specific. But there she was. Skylar. It felt like the air had been knocked clean out of my chest. She was sitting at one of the corner tables, dressed in a way I could only call breathtaking. Simple, yet elegant. The kind of beauty that didn’t need screaming gowns or diamonds to shine. She was all grace, her head tilted slightly as she laughed at something Cole said. That sound — her laugh — it wasn’t the soft, polite chuckle I remembered from before. No, this was something brighter, lighter, alive. I hadn’t seen that spark in her for a long time. Maybe not since
ColeI stood at the sink, deliberately washing my hands slowly, not because I needed to — but because I was waiting. I knew it wouldn’t take long before Ethan showed up.And as expected, I heard Ethan’s footsteps behind me enter the restroom before he spoke. “Nice to see you again, Cole,” Ethan said, sliding in beside me with that old, smug grin. “I heard about your little stunt at the Westbrook meeting. Congrats on making more enemies. Celebrating with your wife, huh?”Instead, I shot him a casual glance in the mirror as I continued washing my hands.“Oh, you heard…funny,” I said evenly, “I noticed you are also here with your fiance- Did you also come to celebrate with her? Too bad I haven’t heard of any big moves from you lately—nothing that makes headlines, anyway. Guess there’s nothing to congratulate.”His expression froze for a split second, but that was enough for me to see the flash of irritation in his eyes. His grin faltered. It was a small victory, but it felt satisfying.
Skylar Cole's head turned, eyes narrowing slightly as he recognized Ethan."Oh…that's Ethan and his fiancee," he said, already shifting in his seat like he was about to stand. “We should probably invite them over.”No. No, no, no.Without thinking, I reached out and called his name, my voice a little too sharp. "Cole, no!"He paused, turning back to me with a puzzled expression. I realized I had overreacted when his brows lifted slightly, waiting for an explanation.Damn!My mouth blurted out the first excuse it could find. "I just... I don’t want us to be disturbed tonight," I said quietly, twisting my fingers together under the table. "It’s our first official date, after all."The moment the words left my mouth, I regretted them. Date? Had I really just said that out loud? Cole’s eyebrow lifted higher, and a slow, teasing smile crept across his face."Date?"I swallowed the lump in my throat and nodded, too far in to back out now. "Yeah, I just thought... it’d be nice to spend the