Vanya POVI stood in the beautiful event space, adjusting the final jewelry display case as the afternoon sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows. In two hours, Sacramento's wealthiest and most influential people would be walking through these doors to see my Goddess Jewelry collection, and I could barely contain my excitement.The past three weeks had been a whirlwind of preparation. After Richmond's boss generously offered this incredible venue, I had worked eighteen-hour days creating new pieces, arranging displays, and coordinating every detail of the exhibition. Fifty pieces of jewelry were now perfectly arranged throughout the elegant space, each one telling a story of strength, empowerment, and feminine power."Ms. Reed, the catering staff is ready, and the photographer has arrived," Michael Torres, the restaurant manager, said as he approached with his clipboard. "Is there anything else you need before the guests arrive?""I think we're ready," I said, smoothing
Richmond POVI stood in my penthouse office, looking down at my upscale restaurant thirty floors below, and felt my heart racing with both excitement and anxiety. I had just promised Vanya that my "boss" would let her use our private event space for her jewelry exhibition, and now I had to make it happen without revealing that I was actually the boss.The private event space on the top floor of my building was normally reserved for my most exclusive business meetings and high-end corporate events. It had floor-to-ceiling windows with stunning views of Sacramento, marble floors, crystal chandeliers, and enough space to display hundreds of pieces of jewelry. It was perfect for Vanya's exhibition, but organizing it secretly was going to be the most complicated thing I had ever attempted.I picked up my phone and called Michael Torres, the general manager of my restaurant. Michael had been working for me for five years and knew every detail of how my business empire operated."Michael, I
Vanya POVI was sitting in my office, reviewing the final details for my jewelry exhibition, when my phone rang. The caller ID showed it was Jennifer Santos from the Convention Center, and I answered with a smile, expecting to discuss last-minute arrangements."Ms. Reed, I'm calling with some unfortunate news," Jennifer said, her voice sounding uncomfortable. "We're going to have to cancel your exhibition booking."My heart stopped. "Cancel? What do you mean cancel? The exhibition is in four weeks. Everything is already arranged.""I know this is very short notice, and I apologize," Jennifer said. "But we've had some concerns raised about your company's business practices, and we can't risk our reputation by hosting events for businesses with questionable backgrounds.""Questionable backgrounds?" I repeated, feeling like I was in a nightmare. "What are you talking about? What concerns?""We've received multiple reports that Goddess Jewelry has been involved in fraudulent activities,"
Bernard POVI sat at my desk in my failing construction office, staring at my computer screen and feeling more frustrated than I had ever felt in my life. The article about Vanya's upcoming jewelry exhibition was open in front of me, and every word made my blood boil."Sacramento Elite Jewelry Exhibition Features Rising Star Vanya Reed," the headline read. "Local Designer Set to Showcase Revolutionary Goddess Jewelry Collection."Revolutionary. They were calling her designs revolutionary. The same designs I had told her were worthless hobby projects for five years.The article went on to describe how Vanya's booth at the Convention Center would display fifty new pieces of jewelry, how fashion magazine editors and celebrity stylists were planning to attend, how this exhibition could launch Goddess Jewelry into national recognition.I couldn't let that happen. I couldn't sit back and watch my ex-wife become famous and successful while my own life fell apart. There had to be a way to sto
Tracy POVI stared at my phone screen, scrolling through Vanya's Instagram account for the twentieth time today. Every post made me more angry and jealous than the last one. There she was, smiling in her expensive designer clothes, showing off her fancy jewelry workshop, posing with wealthy customers who were buying her designs."Five million dollar investment," I muttered, reading the caption under her latest post. "Goddess Jewelry expanding to three new cities."It wasn't fair. Three months ago, Vanya was nothing. She was a boring housewife who spent her days cleaning and cooking and being grateful that Bernard even looked at her. Now she was acting like some kind of successful businesswoman, living in a mansion and driving expensive cars.I threw my phone down on the couch in our tiny apartment and looked around at our pathetic living situation. The walls were thin, the furniture was cheap, and the whole place smelled like the fast food restaurant downstairs. This wasn't how my lif
Vanya POVI was sitting at my new office desk, sketching designs for my next jewelry collection, when the familiar warmth of my necklace began to glow against my skin. I looked around the empty workshop to make sure no one was watching, then touched the ancient pendant gently."Athena?" I whispered.Her voice filled my mind immediately, strong and clear as always. "My daughter, I have come to warn you. Your enemies are plotting against you. Stay alert. The challenges ahead will test everything you have learned about standing up for yourself."My heart started beating faster. "What kind of plotting? Is it Bernard?""Bernard is part of it, but he is not alone," Athena replied. "There are others working with him, people who want to see you fail. They believe if they can destroy your business, they can destroy your newfound power."I set down my pencil and looked around my beautiful new workspace. In just three weeks, I had transformed from a broken housewife into the owner of a growing j