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DARLA FIN:THE HEIRESS'S WICKED REBIRTH Dinner
Darla's POVXavier raised an eyebrow and looked at me, his lips twisting into a small, mocking smile. "I'm surprised that you'd even consider that this is a date, of the romantic variety."I gazed at him. "I'm not thinking about it," I told him. "I am merely asking a question."He glanced down the road in front of him. "Well, don't you worry. I am not going to do anything that you don't want."I cocked an eyebrow. "And how do you know what I do and do not want?"A tiny smile seemed to appear on his lips. "You're not hard to read."I kept quiet. I knew that he was flirting with me, indirectly, sort of helplessly, but tightly enough that I could feel the tug in his words.And I knew that if I continued to question him, he'd just turn them back on me.So I sat silently, observing the whizzing lights through the window.The vehicle slowed and eventually came to a halt on an empty street.A golden warm light emanated from a restaurant in the distance, its letters intact in gold. It was ex
DARLA FIN:THE HEIRESS'S WICKED REBIRTH Cool Evening
Darla's POVMelanie and I walked back to the set in silence. Tension between the two of us was so dense, it could have been sliced with a knife.She gave me a sideways glance, a half-second smile curving her lips before it disappeared.Rolling cameras once more.I fell back into character, speaking my lines as if nothing had happened. Melanie did the same, although I sensed a stiffness in her movements.The director shouted, "Cut! That's a wrap!" and the crew prepared to shift equipment.Before I could even consider going into my dressing room, the director stood in front of me yet again. "Come on," he signaled, walking towards the door. "I'll see you to your car.""That's all right," I said."I want you to." The tone did not allow for argument.We stepped out into the crisp night air, which followed the heat of the theater. The noises of the crew wrapping up fell behind us."Listen," he continued, pacing beside me, "I've worked with actors a long time. I can spot when someone's caus
DARLA FIN:THE HEIRESS'S WICKED REBIRTH Fight Back
Darla's POVThe sting on my cheek burned like fire, but I didn’t even think before reacting. My palm connected with Melanie’s face, once, and then another slap, it was quick and sharp. Gasps rippled through the crowd, and the clicking of cameras intensified.She stumbled backwards, holding her red cheeks.The media loved this. I could see from the way they zoomed in, their lenses gleaming with every sleazy photograph.Shutter clicks were merely deafening, Melanie's clean gasp in synchrony."You hit me?" she started, flames in her eyes, hand once more raised.But before she could get to me once more, the director's firm hand went around her wrist. "That's enough!" His voice was stern, cutting through the din like a whip snap.Melanie tried to wrest herself free, her body backing away from me. "She hit me! Did you see? She hit me twice!" Her voice increased in volume, drawing even greater attention.I folded my arms across my chest, teeth gritted. "And you attacked me first, Melanie
DARLA FIN:THE HEIRESS'S WICKED REBIRTH Set Drama
Darla's POVThe tension in the studio was already palpable when I started hitting the set. Spotlights were being repositioned, the gentle thrum of equipment sounded through the air, and crew members scurried about with coffee mugs held against one hand and clipboards against the other.I was half-way to my position when a silky smooth voice, laced with forced sweetness, sounded in my ears."Well, if it isn't the flavour of the month."It was Melanie. I recognized her annoying voice.I stopped, pasting on a decent smile before I turned to address her.She resembled something freshly stepped off the front of a high-end fashion magazine, red red-clad dress, diamond studs shining in the light, and heels that probably cost more than some individuals' rent for the month.Her hair was nicely curled, but her eyes? They weren't matched with the smile on her mouth."Morning, Melanie," I answered bluntly.Her eyes rolled over me, slow and assessing. "Having all the attention? Must be thrillin
DARLA FIN:THE HEIRESS'S WICKED REBIRTH Timely Counsel
Xavier's POVMy morning had been uneventful, emails, two short calls with investors, and one overpriced cappuccino that I regretted almost instantly. I was halfway through reviewing a revised production budget when my assistant, Lora, buzzed through the intercom.“Mr. Lorette, your nephew is here.”I leaned back in my chair, sighing. “Send him in.”The door opened a second later, and Richard stepped in. He looked terrible.Pale. Jittery. That usual slick confidence of his? Gone.I studied him for a second, then set the budget folder aside.“What happened to you?” I asked.He dropped into the leather chair across from me like the weight of the world was glued to his back. “Nothing you need to worry about.”I narrowed my eyes. “Then why are you here?”“I need a favor,” he said, shifting in his seat.Of course you do. I didn’t speak, just waited.Richard took a breath. “ I need you to give me the sum of five million dollars.”He went straight to the point. I thought of asking him what h
DARLA FIN:THE HEIRESS'S WICKED REBIRTH Sinclair
Darla's POV There was a pause. “We could. But we shouldn’t, not yet.”“Why not?”“Because this is going to court already,” he said. “And this, this is gold. If we bring it out now, they’ll try to discredit it before it makes it to the judge. They’ll scramble, cover their tracks, maybe even claim it was fabricated. But if we hold it, save it until court day, it’ll hit them blind. Right when they think they’re ahead.”I nodded slowly, even though he couldn’t see me. “You’re saying we wait?”“I’m saying we let them underestimate us a little longer,” Mr. Adair said. “Then we drop the hammer.”A small, cold smile crept across my face.“Alright,” I said. “I’ll wait.”“I’ve already started preparing how we’ll frame it for the judge. By the time we’re done, Richard won’t just lose the estate, he’ll be lucky if he walks away without handcuffs.”I leaned back against the leather seat and looked out the window now, the sun casting long, golden shadows across the city streets.“Thank you,
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