Semua Bab A surrogate for my ex's uncle : Bab 51 - Bab 60

CHAPTER 51 IVY What just happened? It all unfolded so quickly that I can hardly believe it. The Queen visited in person and even bought one of our designs! This is exactly the kind of PR I need for tomorrow's launch! I couldn't be happier, even if I didn't get to meet her. I'm blown away by the words of encouragement she shared. I guess I judged her too harshly based on what I've read in the media; she seems genuinely nice. Just then, my door opened, and Leon walked in. He placed a bottle of wine and two cups on the table. I watched him in disbelief—was he trying to win me back? Whatever his strategy, I knew it wouldn't work. I couldn't wait to see his reaction when he realized I had followed through on my threats. Right now, I have the head of the media on speed dial, ready to publish stories about Leon. And this time, I'm not just making things up. I am a victim of his mental and physical abuse, so I'm not lying when I say he is a misogynist. My designs aim to uplift wom

CHAPTER 53 IVY The following day, as early as 6 AM, I was already on my way to the company. Today was my big day, and I needed to ensure that everything was in accordance with the plans. Besides, no one was going to help me with that. Casper himself wouldn’t be attending, so I had to rely on myself. Casper had mentioned he would be busy with his team on some campaigns, which is why he couldn’t make it to the event. I felt a twinge of disappointment that he wouldn’t be there, but I was also grateful that he had set this up for me. I was about to break into the fashion scene and chase my dreams—I couldn’t be happier. About twenty minutes later, Cotti dropped me off at the company. From a distance, I could see everyone in full swing: the junior models were already checking out their outfits, and my designers were applying the finishing touches to the dresses. Others were in the hall, setting up chairs and ensuring everything was in order. As I entered, Cotti turned on the lights and

CHAPTER 55 CASPER. A knock on the door pulled me away from admiring myself in the mirror. "Sir, the car is ready," Cotti informed me, his voice breaking my moment of self-reflection. I had trimmed my hair and made a few extra efforts since I would be attending Ivy's launch after telling her I wouldn’t come. I wanted to surprise her, and I was pleased to have succeeded. As Cotti's voice faded, I turned to face him and flashed a charming smile. My reflection caught my eye again, and I felt a rush of satisfaction with my appearance. I was dressed in a bespoke black tuxedo, tailored to perfection to highlight my broad shoulders and chiseled physique. The jacket featured subtle, intricate patterns that caught the light, giving me an air of sophistication and glamour. After all, it was our fashion launch, wasn't it? My crisp white dress shirt was complemented by a patterned black bow tie, expertly tied to add a touch of elegance to my look. A spritz of my signature fragrance, a blend

CHAPTER 57 IVY The corners of my eyes crinkled with a radiant smile. I couldn't believe that the Queen herself appreciated my talents in this way. It was my first time meeting her, and she was so kind and encouraging. I couldn't wait to deliver her outfits. “Thank you, ma'am,” I said, a wide grin spreading across my lips. “I really appreciate that you took the time out of your busy schedule to grace my event.” She smiled warmly before the guards escorted her outside. I stood frozen in place, still starstruck that I had just met her. Despite being in her late eighties, she looked beautiful and strong, moving with agility and speaking with crystal clarity. Happiness washed over me like a gentle wave, soothing my worries and fears. I felt like I was floating on a cloud, weightless and free as a bird. Not caring that I was in public, I spun in circles, my arms outstretched to embrace the sheer joy of the moment. Suddenly, someone lightly tapped my shoulder, jolting me from my thought

CHAPTER 59 CASPER She hesitated for a moment before nodding. “That sounds like an adventure. I’ve never done that before.” I smirked, squeezing her hand gently. We both stepped out of the car and headed straight into the room. It surprised me that she had never been drunk before. It seemed her last relationship hadn’t been all that great. I would have loved to ask her about it, but I didn’t want to put her in an uncomfortable position. Besides, it was his loss. I had her now, and that was all that mattered. She was adding some extra flair to my personal and political life. After her fashion launch debut, my name had skyrocketed back to the top of the polls. I hadn’t paid for that, but who was I to say no? She was doing such a fantastic job that sometimes I forgot she was just my surrogate and not my real wife. About twenty minutes later, we had both changed into casual outfits, and I had set the table with the best wines in town, waiting for her to join me. The launch had been a