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Having finished their tea, Mrs Riordan insisted that Caspian let go of Anna so she could give her a house tour. Stepping out of the tea room, they made their way to the second floor. “Caspian’s room is on the third floor, if there is more time, we’ll definitely go there. First, I should show you the Riordans’ paintings room.”The door of the painting room was opened for them by the servant and they made their way in, the breathtaking collection of masterpieces making a reveal. Anna’s breath hitched at the amount of paintings. It was no lie that the Riordans love paintings and the way to get to their heart was a meaningful painting. She was glad she’d thought of that. She scanned the paintings, her hands running through them. Some looked pretty old but still maintained their vibrancy and depth, evidence that they were cleaned regularly and kept in good positions. “This is a thousand-year-old painting of an Indian goddess.” Mrs Riordan stood right in front of a painting. “It used to
Billy rolled her eyes. “As if.”“She asked you to go wait at the tea room. What are you doing listening to someone else’s conversation? I didn’t know that the daughter of such a prestigious family knows how to act so unruly.”“Hold it there. Just because you’re Caspian’s fiancé doesn’t give you the right to scold me. You’re not Caspian or anyone of great importance.”“Fine. There I was thinking you’re lovely.” Well, that was a lie on her part. From the moment Billy stepped into the paint room, she saw Elle in her. Fakery. She smiled so sweetly at her ‘Aunt Viv’ because she wanted something from her. And when her gaze fell on her, she masked her disgust just because her aunt was in the room. When she sees a truly mean girl, she knows them. From their fake smile to their fake beauty, everything was fake about them. “Lovely? Come on, I’m not going to pretend with you, Cooper. We’re not friends.”“Sure about that. Please leave my way, I have to go downstairs.”“Before you do, let me tel
“What do you think you are doing? Maybe I should give you a sounding slap to reset your foolish brain.”*Slap*“Ma’am, I didn’t mean to do it. I only followed orders. Please have mercy, I don’t want to die.”“You followed orders, whose orders? Tell me.”“I’ll get killed if I say it. Please have mercy.”“Well, everyone knows I’m not a forgiving person. I kill everyone who betrays me and now, it’s your turn. I’ll push you off this building and you’ll die.”“Please.”“Dieeeeeee.”“Cut,” the director’s bellowing voice sliced through the air as Elle and Anna’s movie scene came to a dramatic end. “You both did so well. Bravo, ladies,” the director praised, marching over to the actresses with a smile. Elle smiled, bowing her head in appreciation and waving at the crew members. Anna shook hands with the director. “Thank you, director. I appreciate.”“But, Miss Anna. That slap was really hard. Elle’s cheek is swollen.” Everyone’s eyes fell on Elle who had a white ice pack to her cheek, smil
As Anna got into her car, Jason’s words continued ringing in her ears. She didn’t want to believe whatever it was that he said. She would rather jump off a building than believe Jason who was nothing other than a liar, a cheat, and an abusive bastard. Caspian was nothing like him. He wasn’t abusive or a liar like Jason. Although he annoys her the majority of the time and pisses her off more than anyone does, he was nice to her, making sure she eats on time and cooks for her most of the time. As she drove toward the penthouse, she couldn’t help but think of the negative side as well. What if Caspian had really done as Jason said? What if he really tried to end his brother’s lives for money, for power? Elle and Jason had done the same to her in her past life and she wouldn’t support anyone doing the same to someone else. What if he wasn’t as good as he acts to be? After all, Jason was nice to her at first. He’d also taken care of her like she was some sort of princess. Just what if?
A night. Anna had just the night to prepare her mind for the wedding which was only a few hours away. The days had crept up like a thief, leaving her with little time to prepare. Was she prepared for it? No. Did she desire it with every fibre of her being? Absolutely yes. She was already in it and backing out after almost getting what she wanted was not part of the plan. Caspian was her prize, her ladder to climb to the top and defeat her enemies once and for all. To let him go was to admit defeat. Not in this life. According to tradition, the bride and groom weren’t allowed to see or communicate a day to their wedding so she would be staying at Dali’s until the next day. Caspian also never contacted her since the start of the day. He better not back down now. Having no friends, she would have her bridal shower with Dali and celebrate by themselves. She would rather not, after all, it wasn’t her first wedding but Dali had insisted that they party together at least. Grabbing the las
A bitch is always a bitch, never changing, never giving up. As Sylvia stepped into sight, Anna gritted her teeth, anger rising in her chest. She wasn’t expecting her to change or anything but this was over the board. Helping Jason to kidnap her and bring her into the goddamn basement was over the board and she won’t let it slide. Not again. “Sylvia.” She muttered, chuckling lowly. “I didn’t expect you here.”“Hello, Anna dear. It’s so nice seeing you again.”“Too bad I can’t say the same.”“It’s fine. As expected.” She stood before Anna. Feigning to care, she spoke. “Jason, the ropes are too tight. What if you put bruises on her body? Are you okay, dear?”“Get me out of this place, Sylvia, and I might just forget this. I might forget that you kidnapped me and brought me to a dirty basement only to tie me up.”“You wish.”“What are you scheming now, Sylvia? I won’t entertain this for long.”Sylvia signaled with her hands for Jason to bring her the chair at the side and when he did, sh
“Oh my dear, you look so gorgeous.” Sylvia’s words were infused with the tenderness of a mother’s love as she embraced her daughter, looking her over from her veiled covered face to her heels that were hidden by the perfect shimmeringly wedding dress that she wore. Breaking away from the hug, she stared at her in admiration. “May they never cast an evil eye on you, Elle.” She turned to the camera person. “Photographer, please take a few photos. They were in the receiving room connected to the hall. Anna stood majestically in her opulent gown, the pearls and diamonds glinting in the light. Beside her, Sylvia clung to her arms while the photographer took the pictures.“The pictures better look good else, I’ll ruin your career,” she threatened the man, posing for another picture. Her arms wrap around Anna’s waist in a side hug, facing the camera, only breaking away after the camera clicked. With her fingers, she gestured for the man to leave the room. Just as he left, she turned to sta
At the reception hall, Sylvia searched frantically for Anna. Her eyes scanned the party hall desperately for any trace of the girl. Finding her in the midst of guests passing out their congratulations, she made her way toward her, disgust and anger brewing in her chest. “Anna,” she called, a fake smile on her cheek. The guests shifted their attention to her. “Mrs Cooper, congratulations on your daughter’s wedding.”“Congratulations, Mrs Cooper.” One of the guests leaned forward, covering the side of her mouth with her hand as she whispered. “Your daughter had a big catch.”Smiling, Sylvia’s eyes fell on Anna, eyes communicating with her to move. “I’m sorry but I would like to see my daughter for a while. Thanks for coming.”Without waiting for their response, she closed her fingers around Anna’s wrist and led her away from the overly decorated expensive hall booming with music. She regretted ever inviting almost a hundred people to attend the wedding. She hadn’t invited them for A