HI, dear readers! You might have slightly noticed I wasn't updating at all because I got busy with my recent studies. Yo girl is gradWAITING! Please bear with me. Summer is near and I really miss writing. I hope you guys can wait and still support me despite the slow updates. I will try my best to update again next week! Or if possible, three updates per week. Is that okay? Also I'd like to thank the two readers who added my book on their libraries. Today is May 11, 2024 and I am very thankful for you guys. I appreciate you! I hope we grow more as I am looking forward meeting you in the future. XX,Luskteria
Just like the old times, the Vistagra residence remained lavish in her eyes. Nothing changed. It was still the same lucrative mansion built in the middle of a vast land owned by the Vistagra family. The fine marbles used were still intact. The American structured house has been well maintained for years as it was built during the 1890's. The manor remained classic, and the wow effect is still there despite being centuries old. The car’s door swung open and Lissie stepped out. She took her sunglasses off before nibbling her lower lip. The cold wind oozes her skin, as her hair has been blown by the wind. Being at the same residence she once called home feels nostalgic. All the sad memories she once tried to swing away from her mind came back. ‘Ah. What a painful comeback.’ Lissie told herself in her mind. Callie held her hand. “Let's go inside and surprise Grandpa!” She excitedly affirmed then pulled her ex sis in law inside. Her heart was screaming in pain. She was trying to forge
Hearing Kaleb's words made Lissie's heart melt. Indeed, the old man treated her like his own family and granddaughter. Christian Vistagra made everything possible for Lissie when she was still living with them. The old man was Lissie's protector from the cunning Vistagta household. “Where is he?” Lissie couldn't contain her emotions asking those questions to her. Kaleb gave him a smile. “I will escort you to his room Mrs. Vistagra.” Kaleb led her the way to his chamber. She wiped the tears that escaped her eyes. As much as possible, Lissie didn't want the old man to see her crying. She wasn't the same old, and weak Lissie anymore, rather, she should be the lion everyone should be afraid of. The huge door opened. Kaleb let her inside until her eyes set to the old man who's sitting at his bed whilst wearing his eyeglasses. He had a newspaper in his hand until the door swung open. “Grandpa…” Lissie's voice was shaking. Hearing Lissie's voice, the old man tried to stand up and give
The sun was at its peak, yet Lissie stood outside her husband’s dim lit office, sweating from her forehead down to her neck. The door was slightly opened. Lissie held onto her belly tight, nibbling her lower lip whilst listening to two people talking inside. Dr. Lando Hemsworth is inside having a tense conversation with her husband Colton Vistagra. “Why has her situation gotten worse out of the blue, Doctor?” Worry lies in his eyes. “How many more blood transfusions does she need?” The doctor shook his head before sighing heavily. “It's a blood transfusion needed, Mr. Vistagra. A bone marrow implant is the only way,” he paused momentarily. “But the tricky part here is, you might lose the baby. If the baby survives, it might face several handicaps throughout the pregnancy. Keep in mind that Missus Vistagra's life will also be in great danger.” Lissie saw how Colton's eyes were piercing thoroughly. His cold, regal stares were penetrating her heart. Colton was fidgeting his fingers un
It pains Lissie to admit that she's ready to leave the lavish room she once stayed in for the last few years. She just had packed her things, ready to disappear before her wicked husband finds out. The room that symbolizes luxury, rigged out by Colton, has now finally became a painful reminder of Colton's unloyalty. Not to mention the perfect time to leave is the rain pouring hard outside matched with a thunderstorm. The essence of her tidy and minimalist room no longer holds value. Soon, his other woman would vacate this room. Startled by the sight of a pregnant woman across from her, Ember Wrington hurriedly came to see Lissie with her worried eyes. “What’s going on? Why are you suddenly leaving, Missus Vistagra? This is not something you should mend! Your due date is soon, it's crucial for you to stay in this manor. Mr. Vistagra would be worried about the baby!” ‘Worried? At what ground?’ Lissie’s mind was filled with clouded thoughts. She hoisted her gazes, looking at the house
Three years later… “Ready?” The man beside Lissie inquired the moment the car ceased in front of a huge red carpet. Lissie took a deep breath, holding her chest before smiling. “Ready.” She replied with a laced smile. Northfolk City was holding an international exposition solely for fashion designers. It is an opulent event, holding top wedding gown designs, featuring selective fashion designers all over the world. Lissie Jones— or known as Bellissima Victoryn stepped out onto the red carpet. Countless flash came across her face. She stole the spotlight, wearing her confidence whilst her hand was on the man's arm. Countless photographers had her. She was wearing a gold mermaid tail style gown, along with her bullet earrings that cost million dollars she had bought from a well-known jewelry shop. Bellissima Victoryn became a global sensation when a couple of her designs became hot in the market. She was entitled as the “Designer of the Year”, and won an award. However, never did
Colton leaned on a massive marble wall, waiting for Lissie to come out. His dark features remained visible, and Lissie was stunned to see the man outside the comfort room. She did not anticipate Colton would comfort her too soon. Colton did not let Lissie pass. He saw Lissie make a face when her eyes set at the cigarette he was holding. Colton dropped it down, stepped on it before gazing back at Lissie.“Lissie Jones,” he called her name with a swirling emotion. Desperation, and longing flashed in his eyes. Ignoring him, Lissie threw a disposable tissue near her. She doesn't want to have a conversation or engagement with Colton. Thinking and seeing him only reminds her of the painful past she had with her ex-husband. There's no way she'd throw herself to his nightmare den again. As Lissie attempted to pass by, Colton grabbed her hand. He pushed her a little towards the marble wall. “Release me all at once. This is not something an engaged person should do. Cornering a woman?” Lissi
The exposition ended when his clerical assistant found him, and the two just left, leaving Colton alone, speechless. “I've been looking for you, Mr. Vistagra,” Homer Saltouen affirmed when he saw his boss stone-still. “The car is ready. We're set to leave.” Over the last three years, only a few knew what life Colton had and that includes his secretary, Homer. Since the accident occured three years ago at 31st Fort Liberty Bridge, Colton became more distanced and closed off. None of his family can closely talk to him past five minutes. “I need you to investigate something for me,” Colton affirmed coldly. “Take me all the information throughout the three years Lissie disappeared.” He demanded with a stern undertone. “Copy, sir.” The name Bellissima Victoryn doesn't ring a bell. The brilliant fashion and clothing brand had sent ripples to the fashion industry. Each fashion of a person increased, from timid to fierce, from neat to slay outfits. All because of Lissie's hit designs, a