16.**Nicole's POV**When we arrived at the Ferdinand's mansion, my eyes widened in shock at the magnificence. I thought Easton's mansion was huge but this one? This one was even larger and grander. I could almost hear the oohs and aahs as my eyes danced over the intricate designs and lavish decor. It was clear that the Ferdinands were people of immense wealth and power.The butler greeted us at the door, his face expressionless as he led us inside. I felt like I was walking into a palace, not a home. Everywhere I looked, there was opulence and grandeur. Marble floors, crystal chandeliers, and priceless artwork lined the walls. The place was amazing. We got to the living room and met a man and woman in their late forty's or fifty's and no one needed to tell me that they were his parents.We walked up to them I bowed slightly.“Good evening, sir, ma.” I tried my best to smile at them but they looked at me with shock written all over their faces.“Good evening dad.” Easton greeted. I w
17.**Nicole's POV**I woke up the next morning, feeling exhausted. I had no idea how someone who attended a dinner with her contract husband's family the previous night should be tired in the morning. It wasn't like I was forced to do any chores even though his mother's eyes were literally tearing me to pieces.I have a feeling the father didn't like me either considering I was the infamous Nicole Brennan, the model who slept with managers and CEOs to get to where she was today.I snorted at the thought and gave myself an assurance that at least, Easton's brother likes me and he has been the only one not acting like a dickhead. Not like I was going to be in their family forever though.With a sigh, I got down from the bed and freshened up. When I stepped out of the bathroom, a knock sounded on the door and knowing it was Joan, I muttered a “Come in.”She opened the door and walked in elegantly, making me wonder who the model was between the two of us. Not like I didn't like her, but t
18.**Nicole's POV**I stormed into my room angrily and threw a pillow at the door. I was so annoyed and pissed. That rude jerk!Gosh!“Nick?” Joan called as she entered the room.I didn't answer her and just paced around the room. What kind of a person did he take me for? Did he think I was interested in him and is acting all high and mighty? I scoffed.“He had the guts to make me feel bad just because I made breakfast,” I snickered. “What a jerk!”“You have to calm down. I understand how you feel.” Joan walked up to me.“No, you don't understand how I feel, Joan. Can you imagine nonsense? I was only trying to be nice but he keeps annoying me and making me feel like a nobody. I'm tired of his impudence. Gosh, I can't wait for this contract period to end.” I sat down and crossed my legs.Joan sat beside him. “You're in a contract marriage with him?” She asked and I nodded. “Whoa, I thought you two were married for real. I was so happy.”I scoffed. “Who would want to marry that kind of
19.**Easton's POV**I sat in the office, trying to work on some files but was too distracted with what happened this morning to concentrate. I ruffled my hair as I remembered all the things I said to her. I had no idea why I was feeling weird and a bit regretful. Whatever! I don't care at all.I never asked her to be nice. I hated it when people pretended to care and then at the end of the day, they show you their true colors and just how much of a devil they can be. I couldn't wait for the company to be handed over to me, and then I'd divorce her for good.A knock sounded on the door, disrupting my thoughts. The door opened before I could say 'come in' and Maven entered. The expression on his face was not a good one, leaving me to wonder what was wrong this time.“Sir, I just got a call from your father.”“Yeah?” I waited for the news that he was ready to transfer the company to me, but Maven delayed speaking. “Talk, I'm listening. I haven't got all day.” I narrowed my eyes at him
20.**Easton's POV**Immediately those words left my mouth, Ariana stood up, pushed Carson aside and faced me.“Repeat what you said. Say it to my face!” She snapped and I chuckled.“Ariana.” Father called.“Stay out of this, Evan. I want your son to say it to my face.” She glared daggers at me.“I would love to, but then this confirms what I just said. He's a stay-at-home mummy's boy. I've said it, what are you gonna do about it?” She tried to slap me but I held her hand. “Be careful. You can get sued for laying a hand on this face.” I smiled and dropped her hands.“You!” She snapped.I turned to face Father, who just watched us without saying anything.“Do what is necessary and stop all these shenanigans, dad. You wouldn't have been seeing me if you had kept your part of the deal.”“You're disgusting!” Ariana snapped.“That's the best compliment I've had in years,” I winked at her and walked out of the office. I could hear her screaming in her shrill voice and telling dad how annoy
21.**Nicole's POV**I was getting sick and bored with staying in this house all day doing nothing but sleep, and believe me, it wasn't good for my physique. I didn't want to start adding weight.I would have gone online to check out the latest trends, but how can I do that when everywhere I turn is news about me? I couldn't step out either because reporters flocked around me.With a sigh, I stood to my feet. Why should I even care about what they thought about me anyway? Me, hiding and running away isn't going to solve anything. Hiding might even confirm to some doubting people that everything said about me was true.I took my handbag and stepped out of my room. “Where are you off to?” Joan asked.“To face my fears.” I stepped into the compound and turned my car on.She rushed to me with Butler Steve walking behind her.“Let me come with you.” She offered, but I shook my head.“You don't need to worry about me. I'll be fine.” I smiled at Butler Steve and drove out. The first place I
22.**Nicole's POV**I stared at the invitation and arched my brows. Why was Mr. Stark holding a handover and reinstatement event? Why did he invite me? Was he trying to give me back my job because I caught him making out with a model? I was confused and decided to call Emily, she's the only one who can get to the root of this and tell me what's really going on.“Good evening, Nicole.” She greeted me.“Emily, I'm going to forward something to you right now. Help me go through it and tell me what you find, okay?”“Okay.” She answered and I hung up.After forwarding the message to Emily, I took my phone and headed for the living room. When I got there, I met Easton having a drink at the bar.“You didn't tell me you'd be home early.” I took a seat, facing him.“Is it necessary?” He asked and I shook my head.“It's not since I'm not your wife. I'm sorry for crossing boundaries by asking.” I answered plainly and poured myself a glass.I could feel his eyes on me as I downed the contents. T
23.**Easton's POV**When I got to the office, I couldn't concentrate on what I was doing as what Nicole said yesterday kept ringing in my head. If she was that hurt, does that mean she was different from the rest of the models?I didn't know why the things she talked about yesterday touched me and I felt bad for her. I know it shouldn't be my problem or my business, but I was curious to know if she was innocent or not. I wanted to know if she was different from the rest of the models in that company.“What are you lost thinking about?” Maven asked the minute he stepped into the office.“Maven,” I called and he hummed. “Accompany me to Aura Entertainment Group.”His eyes widened. “That's your wife's agency. What are you going there to do? Are you planning to reconsider their offer?” He asked and I quickly shook my head.“I have no intention of working with them. I need to find out something about these rumors spreading about Nicole.” I answered and he smiled at me.“Didn't you say it