The very next day, Mavis did her usual routine and left the apartment. In the blink of an eye, a crowd of reporters came and surrounded her. Flashes of cameras made her wince, but what caught her off-guard was the very first question she heard from a reporter.
"Mavis Charter, when did you divorce Grayson Briar?" she asked before almost shoving her microphone on Mavis' face.
"What are your thoughts on your sister's upcoming wedding with your ex-husband?" another reporter asked.
Those questions baffled her because they were speaking as if she and Grayson had already parted ways.
"And is it true that you were the person behind your sister's accident five years ago?"
Before she could speak another single word, a man wearing a hooded jacket, a mask, and a cap swooped into the crowd, carried Mavis over his shoulder and ran away from the nosy reporters. They managed to get away after 10 minutes of trying to lose their pursuers. When Jackson put Mavi
Mavis woke up earlier than usual that day. Even though her scheduled meeting with Hestia Fiore was in the afternoon, her nerves were already on edge and keeping her on her toes. At any moment, she might just burst out of anxiousness. Her bed was littered with only a few dresses and none of them really appealed to her. She felt like the dresses she brought with her were not good enough to make a good impression on the best designer.She then shifted her gaze to the wall clock."Nine o'clock... Around this time, Grayson wouldn't be at home," she muttered to herself. She grabbed her coat and headed to the door. "Might as well go and get more clothes."Taking a cab, she reached the house and carefully observed first if there were any people there. Upon making sure that no one else was around, she stepped out of the cab and got inside.The house looked pretty much the same when she left, except for the mountain of boxes on the corner. Her guess? They were Venice's. Biting her lower lip, s
Mavis waited at the rooftop of Grayson's company, the very place where she first met him. It was a place designed for the employees of Laurasia to spend their break times. Since it was still working hours and everyone was pretty much busy with the ongoing large-scale project of the company, no one was around.She walked towards the table at the farthest corner, where she could clearly see the cloudless sky. It was a table for two only. Even after years had passed, Mavis could not forget how she met Grayson in that very spot. Sitting on one of the chairs, she recalled that one fateful day.It was her day off yet Venice came stomping into her room while panicking and screaming. Mavis immediately woke up after her stepsister pulled her blanket away."You have to go to Laurasia right now!" Venice demanded with puffy red eyes."What? I thought you were going," Mavis replied, confused."Do you think I can go there with these?!" Venice pointed at her face.Looking at her closely, she finally
After the incident at the Laurasia rooftop, Mavis Charter-Briar disappeared in Sephis City. Her disappearance became the talk of the town with the public speculating that she ran away to avoid getting arrested for almost killing her stepsister. Others argued that she left the city because of her failed marriage with Grayson Briar. No one really tried to look for her, not even the Charter couple since they thought she was a good riddance after staining the reputation of their family. Venice did not bother knowing what happened after she left Mavis on the rooftop because what mattered to her more was the proceedings for the finalization of Grayson's divorce."Hey, Jackson..."Turning on his heels, Jackson faced his manager who seemed to be troubled."Do you really not have any contact with Mavis?" his manager asked.He shook his head."I tried calling her and even went to the temporary apartment she was staying, but she is gone. Why?" Jackson questioned."Well... She had been the one m
The next day, Venice made the proper preparations for their scheduled lunch meeting with this Mavis Crawford. She was not able to get a good sleep the other night since she saw no record of what the designer looked like, making her more anxious with each hour that passed."Are you sure you want to hold the meeting here?" Grayson questioned, wondering why Venice chose Laurasia's rooftop as the venue for their scheduled lunch.Not to mention, she had returned the former internal design of the break room from three years ago."Of course. I actually contacted Diana last night and she said that Mavis did not like going to expensive restaurants. She wanted things simple so this place is the perfect one for our lunch," Venice replied, which was a complete lie.She did not actually contact Diana. In truth, she hired a private investigator the other night and came to know that Mavis Crawford was indeed her stepsister. It infuriated her, however, she wanted the wedding dress so until she got ah
Upon reaching her house, Hestia immediately removed her summer dress and threw it on the floor. She changed into her nightgown after a quick hot shower and headed to the small cellar just near her kitchen. Walking down the aisle, she stopped and grabbed her favorite wine, the DRC Grand Cru 1945 that she bought in an auction. She poured a glass for herself, watching the velvet liquid fill the container while tempting her to taste it as soon as possible.She breathed in its flora scent, making her smile and feel more relaxed after sharing a not-so-appetizing meal with the couple who destroyed her sister's life.As soon as she sat on the couch overlooking the pool, she dialled Karylle's number."How is she doing?" she asked the moment Karylle answered."She is doing fine. For the past few days, she finally started to spend time with Kyler," she reported. "Her psychiatrist had visited twice ever since you left and she said that Mavis is doing a bit better than before."Hestia smiled upon
"What kind of ridiculous claim is that, Venice?" Mrs. Charter said while watching her daughter pace back and forth in front of her. "How can Mavis suddenly appear out of nowhere?"Venice shook her head as she listened to her mother, who obviously thought that she was going crazy. She faced her and looked at her with a sharp gaze."I do not know, Mom! All I know is that she is back. She returned to ruin my life again! We have to do something!" The crease on her forehead when an idea crossed her mind immediately vanished. "That's it! Since she is now back, it is time to reopen the case and have her imprisoned as soon as possible!"Mrs. Charter remained unconvinced so she simply let out a heavy sigh and left her daughter's room. She was already stressed out because of work so she did not want her supposed break time to be occupied with nonsense. She went to her husband's study room and found him putting down the telephone before taking a seat behind his wooden desk."Is there something w
"Mavis! There is nowhere to run!"Karylle's voice drowned as another flash of lightning crossed the dark sky followed by a loud thunder. The rain poured harder that day yet it did not stop Mavis from running away from the cottage where she was actually being held captive.Mavis kept her mouth shut as she hid under the bush. She could not clearly see where Karylle was, but she was sure she was near. She had to wait for her pursuer to leave before she attempted to run again or else, there might just be no other chance for her to escape. "Damn it," Karylle cursed under her breath upon seeing no sign of Mavis anywhere.She did not want to report to Hestia until she found Mavis or she might just bring herself into serious trouble. As she continued to venture deeper into the woods, Mavis got out of her hiding spot and ran in a different direction."I'm so sorry, Kyler," she thought as tears fell on her cheeks. "I will come back and take you. For sure."Mavis had been walking and running fo
The soft music greeted Noah upon entering the club that Grayson owned. Just as he expected, the vintage-themed place was already filled with people. He recognized some of them, especially those who were in the big-time businesses, but he completely ignored them and headed to the room exclusively for Grayson to use.It had been some time since he last visited so he could not wait to hear what his friend had to say. Entering, he found the CEO already drinking whiskey so Noah immediately approached him."Tell me already," he said, wanting to know what had pushed the man in front of him to ask for his help. "Are you receiving death threats again?"Grayson shook his head. He put down his glass and grabbed the documents that his secretary gave him that day. He handed it to Noah."I want you to keep me informed about her," he said, piquing Noah's attention even more."Her, huh," he merely mumbled before going over the documents.He thought it had something to do with any of his rivals in bus