"I don't like the fit of this dress, ugh! It's so big and uncomfortable," Celina grumbled as she twirled around, fully dressed for the award event that was going to start in a few hours.Being one of the prominent families in the fashion industry, the Lam Fashion is held in high esteem, making attending the banquet a must for Celina who'd rather be somewhere else than entertaining some obnoxious guests. "You also think it's too overrated, don't you? I told Mum I don't like the dress but she insisted I wear it to honour the designer of the dress who would be in attendance tonight. To think I'll have to spend the next few hours hating myself, ugh!" She continued as she turned to the bored-looking Lily, dressed casually in a sweatshirt and sweatpants. "It's not over the top; it's okay; it just doesn't fit your taste. A lot of people will want to kill to have that dress you know? Just have it on for a few hours and you can change out of it later," Lily advised, making Celina scrunch up
"Welcome everyone to the most anticipated national fashion competition!" The host announced cheerfully, and the hall erupted in excited cheers.The atmosphere in the grand auditorium charged up, buzzing with anticipation as fashion enthusiasts from all corners of the country and even outside the country gathered to witness the much-awaited national competitions between the top geniuses in the fashion industry of the country.The stage was set with dazzling lights and an impressive runway that demanded attention. A panel of distinguished judges sat at the forefront, their keen eyes ready to scrutinise every detail of the upcoming showcases."As you all know, this competition is a celebration of the diverse talents that make our fashion industry so vibrant," the charismatic host continued, his voice resonating through the large auditorium with nothing less than a thousand audience. "Designers, models, and tailors from various backgrounds will showcase their unique creations and tell us
"Is it to your liking?" Soren asked with a smile as he sat in front of Lily, who had received his milkshake gift. Lily shrugged and took another sip before replying, "What do you think? You did get me my favourite milkshake."Soren chuckled lightly and took the seat in front of her. "I wasn't expecting you to take it," he confessed, and Lily raised a brow. "Why not? It's a milkshake, isn't it?""We are competitors," he pointed out as a matter of fact. "And so?" She replied, making him shake his head."You are new to these things, but you have to be careful amongst the other representatives. You could get hurt any minute if you are too careless," Soren warned, genuinely making Lily smile."It's a good thing I know senior Soren would not hurt me. Right? How is it being her tailor and getting along well?" Lily asked, and Soren sighed heavily. "I can't wait to get all these over with, honestly. Zachary pulled out of being her model last week, and we had to look for other people to do
"That's a lie! There is no way he could be allergic to cinnamon rolls!" Merrisa argued, "I've seen him eat cinnamon rolls several times! It must be a plot by this wrench!""Should I believe your report or the medical report? And are you accusing the competition managers of colluding with the participants?" The manager demanded coldly, shutting up her argument with a glare. "Tha…That's not what I meant. I was just worried about my teammate," Merissa choked out, unable to raise her voice under the manager's glare."It might be inconvenient, but there will be a change in your team's setup. We've informed your school, and a new representative will be sent. The next stage of the competition will continue as scheduled, so get ready for your presentation with no delay," the manager explained, and she walked away with the rest of her group.Lily smirked upon seeing Merissa's red face. "I can't believe there could be someone as shameless as you; how could you accuse someone else of the crime
It was finally the long-awaited presentation night for the first sound, where half of the participants would be disqualified. According to the arrangement, the models representing each group will walk the runway, after which the judges will judge them accordingly, grading them with a pass or a disqualification."She did use the blue dress design you mentioned," Alana pointed out as she walked into the dressing room assigned to their team."That's too much to expect. She's lazy and not creative enough to be here, so the only option she has while trying to make a name for herself is to use underhanded methods," Lily replied while making sure nothing had gone wrong with the clothing. "Are you nervous?" She asked, and Gary shook his head. "I'm not as nervous as I was the first time I did a photoshoot. And I don't have that much work; I just have to walk down the runway," he shrugged. "While making sure I don't trip," he added with a smile, and Lily chuckled. "Right! You have to make sur
As Merissa browsed through designs, she frowned and called Diana's number, only to realise she had been blocked. "Ahhhh!" She screamed out in frustration and anger. Stomping her feet she pulled her hair in frustration and glared at the wall, "I was played by the likes of that garbage piece?" Taking a deep breath, she relaxed and pushed her rage to the back of her mind. "I can't lose my temper if I want to win against Lily. I'll just have to browse and see which one of these designs hasn't been used yet. There is no big deal and no need to get angry," She muttered and returned to browsing through the designs.Unknown to her, she has successfully attracted the negative and watchful gazes of the audience to herself after the first round. Meanwhile, Lily and her group became the talk of the competition alongside the top teams of the competition. Praises were showered on their team. Despite Gary's face being covered with the mask, he was able to successfully win the hearts of the young
"What's going on? Is everything okay at home?" Merissa asked, her hands trembling as she listened to her mother sobbing over the phone."The company is facing a huge crisis. Someone posted a review of one of our latest products, which caught the government's attention. Now, our investors are pulling out to avoid losing money since our stock is crashing," Mrs. Smith explained, her voice strained."What do you mean by crashing? How can the stock crash from a single review?" Merissa questioned, her anxiety increasing as she clenched her fists."It's not just one review. Initially, it was only one, but that one served as a catalyst, and there were several others too. The reviews shifted between the products and the employee treatments. And in just three days, we've lost ten million. If this continues, the company will go bankrupt within a month," Mrs Smith sniffled."Your dad hasn't been home in days; he's desperately trying to find a solution. But without investors, there's only so much
"Lily Turner, right?" Her words were interrupted by a thick French accent. Looking up, she noticed a man dressed in a black designer tuxedo with an intimidating aura that matched his cold, dark eyes.Lily stepped back with a frown as she reached for her phone, her hands hovering on the first number that popped up, ready to press in case of a sudden attack."Who are you?" Lily asked, her voice cold and guarded as she glared up at the man standing before him."Why not look closely? Don't I look familiar?" He asked while pointing to his face. Following the movement of his hand, Lily's eyes traced his face, the familiar, unique spring green eyes, the soft-looking light brown hair, and the accent. Although this man's accent feels and sounds thicker than the one she hears regularly, She could not mistake the other resemblance for a coincidence. "Bryan Roux?" She carefully nodded, and the man nodded."Can we talk somewhere more private?" He asked while pointing to his car. Lily looked from
"Is that Mark's private car?" Lily asked with a frown as she watched the video gotten from the camera close to the factory address sent to her.{The plate number index matches that of Mark's private car. However, this video was made about three weeks ago.}Frowning, Lily replayed the video again. It was a car driving on a highway in the middle of the night. Seeing the date, she recalled she had a date with Mark that night and after he had hurried off. All through their time together, it was even more restless than usual. "Is this all you found?" {There is a similar video of him returning back to the city. But he hasn't gone back to the factory after that.}She jumped off her chair, got changed into a comfortable sweatshirt and pants, and a black sneaker. She picked a small hiking backpack from the closet and her wallet as she exited her apartment.{You are going to the factory?}"Yes," Lily replied calmly. "I at least need to figure out why they sent the note even if I don't know w
"Can you arrange a meeting with Annabelle Wilson?" As she sent the message, Bryan replied almost immediately. Lily glanced at Bryan's text and smirked. "De Ox tonight, between 8 PM and 9 PM. Perfect."She quickly tapped out a reply: Thanks. It's such perfect timing.Bryan: Need help?Lily: I'll be fine on my own. With her plan in motion, Lily pulled up the files containing Henry's promiscuity, one she had meticulously prepared for Henry’s misdeeds. Photos, text messages, and financial transactions—everything she needed to plant the seed of doubt in Annabelle’s mind was compiled neatly in a folder.At exactly 8:15, Lily walked into the dimly lit lounge, her heels clicking softly against the marble floor. She gave off an air of confidence, dressed in a sleek black dress that hinted at authority and poise. Her eyes scanned the room until they landed on Annabelle Wilson—a striking woman in her early forties, elegantly dressed in a champagne-coloured gown.Annabelle looked up as Lily a
"I think now is the perfect time to get the computer," Lily announced over the phone. "Given the news about his wife's scandal, Henry and William will be too busy to guard the company like a guard dog." "You want me to send people in there pretending to be electricians to retrieve the computer?" Bryan asked, and Lily hummed. "It will be a bit difficult for me to retrieve it at the moment." Lily replied. "Heard you've not been out of your apartment since the announcement. That's a week ago; that's unhealthy." Bryan sighed. "I'll come pick you up later today, and then we can discuss whatever your plans are." "There won't be a need for that," Lily gritted out as she worked away on her laptop. "I can't afford to be distracted right now.""Is this about Mark's engagement to Roseline?" Bryan asked, making Lily pause as her eyes narrowed at the screen of her laptop. "This has nothing to do with Mark or his engagement." She breathed out, massaging her forehead as she felt her eyes stingi
Lily walked into the living room with an extra sway in her hips as she remembered the event from the previous night. A small smile played on her lips, feeling giddy and excited about the news from the previous night's banquet. She picked up the remote and turned on the TV while waiting for the news with a warm cup of tea in hand. However, instead of the scandal she was expecting, she was met with Mark and Roseline's red carpet photos. Frowning, she turned up the volume just in time for the reporter to announce:"Next on the line of news is Mark Watson, the newly appointed CEO of the Watson Group. The genius businessman has finally announced his engagement with Roseline Anderson, the popular A-list actress."Lily’s smile froze, the warmth from her tea doing little to quell the chill that spread through her chest. Her hand tightened around the cup as she stared at the screen, unable to believe what she was hearing.“Engaged?” She whispered, her voice shaky. “That’s not possible.”The
{Now we wait.} "Can you hack into the security cameras around here?" Lily asked as she returned to the main banquet, still holding the glass of wine in hand. As she walked in, she noticed Henry looking around the hall with a furrowed brow. His shoulders tense and his fingers tightly wrapped around the wine glass. She scowled, her eyes narrowing as she lifted the new wine glass to her lips just in time for Henry to look her way. He visibly breathed out a sigh of relief while his eyes held expectations at seeing her take the drink. {You should know that's a piece of cake. You want me to monitor Kate's movement?} "Yes, get the recordings and send them to the media. I want it to be the first news tomorrow morning."{Consider it done, my lady.}"How long will it take you to hack it?" Lily asked as she began walking towards the toilet area, where she could easily escape the crowd and get out of the banquet.{By the time you make it out, I'll be done.}"I need to pretend I'm affected by
"We got an invite from Hamilton to attend their end of the year banquet," Mr. Wallace reported as he gave the invite to Lily. Lily accepted the invitation, her eyes scanning the elegant gold-embossed card. The Hamilton End-of-Year Banquet—a perfect stage for her next move. She set the card down on her desk and looked up at Mr. Wallace, her expression neutral but calculating."Who else from the company received an invitation?" she asked."Just you, Miss Turner. It’s marked as a ‘personal guest’ invite," Wallace replied. "Of course it is. Henry wouldn’t miss the chance to match me with his son." Lily snickered as she read the details of the invite. Wallace hesitated, his expression full of worry. "Do you plan on attending? It’s bound to be a huge event, and given the recent public opinion about them, it may affect the image of our company if you are seen mingling with them." Lily chuckled softly at Wallace's concern, leaning back in her chair. "The Hamiltons love theatrics. If Henry
"Can you arrange a meeting with Annabelle Wilson?" As she sent the message, Bryan replied almost immediately. Lily glanced at Bryan's text and smirked. "De Ox tonight, between 8 PM and 9 PM. Perfect."She quickly tapped out a reply: Thanks. It's such perfect timing.Bryan: Need help?Lily: I'll be fine on my own. With her plan in motion, Lily pulled up the files containing Henry's promiscuity, one she had meticulously prepared for Henry’s misdeeds. Photos, text messages, and financial transactions—everything she needed to plant the seed of doubt in Annabelle’s mind was compiled neatly in a folder.At exactly 8:15, Lily walked into the dimly lit lounge, her heels clicking softly against the marble floor. She gave off an air of confidence, dressed in a sleek black dress that hinted at authority and poise. Her eyes scanned the room until they landed on Annabelle Wilson—a striking woman in her early forties, elegantly dressed in a champagne-coloured gown.Annabelle looked up as Lily a
"All the traces of the investigation and the clue we've gotten so far lead towards the Andersons," Dexter announced, his voice muffled over the shuffling of documents on the phone. "But we haven't gotten any conclusive evidence that will have them legally checked yet which is why I am saying we are in a dead end." "There should be something you are missing," Mark replied as he shrugged off his jacket, his eyes narrowing on the opened file on his laptop. Despite staring at it, none of the words registered in his mind. After his altercation with his mother, the one that landed her in the hospital, he had been focusing his attention on the investigation. And as if a higher power was involved and supporting them, they were able to have several breakthroughs. However, despite the evidence they've gathered, none of it was solid enough for them to point fingers. Dexter let out a frustrated sigh. "Look, Mark, I’ve tried hacking into their financials, their private communications, even th
"I'll advise you to let go of your stubbornness and pay the money for the costume," David breathed out, his voice strained as he messaged his temple, trying to ease out the build up tension from the past few days. It's been three days of constant back and forth with Lily's Fashion team and his PR team about the issue of the costume, and despite knowing Roseline had been the one at fault, he had tried to play the game in the way that would benefit them. Who would have known that the person behind Lily was someone strong enough to throw his crap back in his face. His eye twitched in annoyance as he noticed there is another topic about the issue trending on almost all special media. To make matters worse, the other side didn't even hire internet trolls to boost the popularity of the whole fiasco. Instead, the situation had attracted enough audience purely based on Roseline's and Lily's reputation. One is the award winning actress from a wealthy family and the other is the winner of