She's An impersonator

“Genevieve?” Melissa gasped, her heart pounding so loud in her chest. “Who the hell let you in? Stop there. I'm talking to you.”

“Me?”

“Who else am I speaking to? How dare you show your face here again and how dare you come here as an imposter?” She took steps to stand before the woman. “Goodness! To think that I was acting nice to you.” She flipped her hair backward in anger, her fake smile crumbling.

Her voice was loud enough to gather attention and Eve watched as the crowd started looking in their direction one after the other.

“What is going on, Melissa?” Mrs Hank rushed to the scene.

“Mother, look who is here.”

“You.” Mrs Hank followed Melissa’s gaze and her face paled. “How dare you show your face here after what you did? Have you no shame?”

Eve stood tall, a smile spreading across her lips as she watched them panic at her arrival.

“Come on, get out of here else I'll call the cops,” Melissa roared.

“What?”

“Don't dare me. Get out,” Melissa yelled and limped forward to Eve and harshly grabbed her arm, ready to throw her out of the mansion in front of everyone.

A resounding slap and push was enough to get her staggering backward and if it wasn’t for her mother in law’s supportive hold on her body, she might have fallen flat on the floor in front of everyone.

“Goodness.” Eve cleaned her hand with a handkerchief in disgust. “My poor hands,” she groaned. “So much disrespect for the esteemed guest. Bad manners I smell everywhere.”

“Miss Gray, are you okay?” Her assistant rushed to her.

“I am, Ella.”

“Miss Gray?” Mrs Hank frowned.

But Melissa gathered herself quickly and yelled.”

“Mother, she's an impersonator. How dare she hit me. I’m sure Noah is going to teach her a lesson.”

Hearing this from her soon to be daughter in law, Mrs Hank stepped forward to fully examine Eve’s face. She clenched her fist tightly as she found a mole at the right side of her brows, confirming her doubts.

She chuckled. She knew so well how to handle the girl and make her bend to her rules.

“Don’t you feel it's shameful coming to this place after everything? Everyone here knows our past and what you did to poor Melissa. Leave, this instant.”

“We should just throw her out, mother.”

Seeing that Eve didn't make a move to leave and only chuckled in amusement, Mrs Hank groaned angrily and stormed toward her. She grabbed Eve’s arms and pushed her hard.

Eve gasped, her eyes widening. She’d been prepared for any insult that came her way but not a push. The sudden push caught her off guard, sending her stumbling backward.

She closed her eyes to embrace the fall, to embrace the bit of embarrassment that she might feel.

But instead of hitting the floor, a firm hand grasped hers pulling her forward. Her body colided with a solid chest, sending her heart racing. The familiar scent of his cologne assaulted her nose.

She let out a gasp. It was a smell that she knew so well. One that she might never forget in this lifetime.

Slowly, she raised her eyes to meet with Noah’s and as she did, memories she felt she’d buried resurfaced in her mind. Time seemed to stand still as they stood there, the wod becoming distant.

“I must express how disappointing this is,” Ella stepped forward. Her words broke the spell between them and Eve pushed away from the man, clearing her throat afterward.

“This is offending the whole Gray family. How dare you call our boss’s daughter an impersonator. If this continues, I'm afraid the deal will be called off.”

“Oh cry me a river. Who is this that you hired to back you up, Genevieve?” Melissa retaliated.

“If you think she's an impersonator, why don't you check the internet,” Ella fired. “Mr Gray just announced his daughter.”

Gasps and murmurs echoed in the hall as everyone began checking the internet for the latest news, their murmurs continuing at the confirmation of Ella’s words.

Indeed, Mr. Gray had uploaded a picture of himself and his daughter. It was no other person than Genevieve. Melissa rolled her eyes and hearing everyone’s gasps and murmurs, she too brought out her phone to check the latest news.

Shock? Oh come on. That was too little of a word for what she felt when her eyes fell on the photos. There was no doubting it.

Slowly, oh so slowly, she raised her face to stare at the smirking Genevieve and a shiver ran down her spine. She was so gone.

“I wonder what I should do to you now?” Eve started rolling a strand of her hair with a finger as she walked to stand before Melissa. “What punishment fits your insolence. I ruin your family’s business or you instead? Tell me.”

“I'm so sorry, Miss Gray. I s…swear I didn't mean to. Please forgive me and don't ruin my parent’s business. They have worked so ha…hard to be there. I'm sorry that we mistook you for someone else.”

“Oh no, dear. You did not mistake me for anyone at all.”

“What?”

“Genevieve Brent Gray.”