ВойтиBoth Alia and Knight frowned.Alia squared her shoulders, anger rising, and replied firmly. “Madam Silvercrest, is this how you should behave in public? Saying anything negative the moment you see someone? How shameless.”Joana’s face flushed with rage. “What the f*ck did you just say?! Are you calling me unethical?!”“Correction, Madam Silvercrest,” Alia said calmly but sharply. “What you said to me earlier was misbehavior—berating me in public is rude, improper, and inappropriate, especially at a social party. Your words and actions reflect badly on yourself, not me.”Joana didn’t know what to say back to Alia. Her hands curled into tight fists, her blood boiling. She couldn’t hold herself back anymore and was about to lunge toward Alia—ready to slap the “country bumpkin’s” mouth off—when Rhea quickly grabbed her hand, stopping her.“Aunt Joana, please, calm down. Don’t get too upset over what Alia said,” Rhea whispered, trying to soothe her.Joana was a stubborn woman; not even her
“How old is that friend of yours?” Knight asked curiously.“He might be around seventy to eighty, perhaps. But despite his age, he’s wise and still sharp,” she answered.Knight nodded, picturing the old man Alia had befriended. Yet he couldn’t stop himself from thinking that the man she called a friend might have questionable intentions. The age gap between them was enormous.Seeing Knight deep in thought, Alia stared at him. Suddenly, she seemed to remember something and quickly grabbed Knight’s arm.“Mr. Silvercrest, could you please help me out? Just this once?” she pleaded.Knight snapped out of his thoughts. “Sure. What do you need me to do?” he asked.“Uhm… could you help me get in? I have an invitation card, but when I presented it to the butler, he said it was a fake, so he won’t let me in,” she explained.“Fake?” he repeated. “How could an invitation be faked? The cards are very detailed and intricate.”Alia shook her head. “I don’t have a clue either.”Knight glanced at the
Eduardo was inside his room, restlessly checking his phone to see if the girl had sent a message saying she had arrived. But there was nothing.“Where is she? She said she’d come… why isn’t she here yet?” he murmured to himself.The door creaked open. His two grandchildren—Caspian and Kristina—stepped inside and walked toward him.“Grandpa, you should go out now. You need to give a speech to start your party,” Kristina said politely.“That’s right, Grandpa. You kept saying you’d come out soon, but that was thirty minutes ago,” Caspian added.Kristina gently tugged at her grandfather’s arm. “Come on, Grandpa. It’s your birthday today. Many of the guests have already arrived, and they’re all excited to see you.”Eduardo frowned deeply. “So what? Those people only want to get close to me so they can leech off us!”Kristina flinched and stepped back in fear.“Grandpa, don’t talk like that. You know how famous you still are in the world of perfume-making. People have always been anticipati
When Knight heard Alia say that she was going to a guy’s birthday party tonight, his mood suddenly changed. He couldn’t help feeling gloomy.Philip noticed his boss’s expression darkening and felt a pang of fear. He wanted to scold Alia for what she said. Why do you have to let Mr. Silvercrest know you’re going to a man’s birthday?! Look at what you did, Ms. Morvane! he thought.But Alia was completely clueless about how Knight was feeling.With a tight frown, Knight asked, “is it really safe for you to attend his birthday tonight? Want me to come with you?”Alia shook her head. “It’s fine. He and I have known each other for years. You don’t have to worry. I won’t drink much and I’ll go home safely afterward. I won’t be staying long anyway since he isn’t the type to like parties or crowds.”This did little to ease Knight’s frown. “Call me immediately if something happens.”“Sure,” Alia said. “You worry too much about me. I’ll be fine.”“Just making sure you’re safe,” he said. “The lit
“Yes!” Alia answered.“Then I’ll be asking you out again the next time I need your help,” Knight said.Alia smiled, and the two of them continued talking for a while, completely forgetting the commotion with Rhea and Ursula earlier.Meanwhile, Rhea and Ursula headed to a café inside the mall and ordered their favorite drinks. They sat down, both still carrying irritation and frustration on their faces.After a long sip, Ursula finally snapped. “Rhea, why did you pull me out of there while I was confronting that woman? Are you really fine with being treated like that by her?”Rhea took a sip of her drink. Inside, she was fuming—she wanted nothing more than to vent all her anger at Alia, but she forced herself to hold back. She couldn’t afford to crack the elegant, gentle image she had worked hard to maintain.She exhaled slowly, calming herself, before putting on a sad expression. “I know you’re still mad about what happened. Believe me, even I wanted to confront Alia. But seeing her b
The man who entered the store—Knight Silvercrest—was at the mall that day to inspect one of the businesses he owned. Philip followed a few steps behind, carrying documents.The moment Knight stepped into the boutique, every head turned. Conversations halted. All the ladies who saw him had their jaws drop at how devastatingly handsome he was. Even the salesladies froze, staring openly.Knight looked like a walking Greek god, elegance in every stride, perfection in every line of his posture.But the moment he stepped inside, his brows lifted—he spotted someone familiar.Without hesitation, he crossed the room in long, confident strides, ignoring every pair of eyes glued to him. His attention was fixed solely on Alia.“Ms. Morvane, unexpectedly seeing you here,” he greeted, one hand casually slipping into his pocket.He was secretly delighted; he had planned to look for her after his inspection, but fortune clearly favored him today.Alia gave a slight nod. “So do I, Mr. Silvercrest.”Th







