LOGIN“Believe whatever you want,” Alia said coldly. “I don’t give a damn anymore.”She had stopped caring whether Jasper believed her or not. There was no point in explaining herself—she had grown tired of repeating her side, only to be dismissed.What’s the point, anyway? In his eyes, Rhea will always be right.If she kept insisting, she would only end up looking desperate.After saying her piece, Alia gave Kyle a slight nod, silently signaling him to leave. Kyle caught the hint immediately and stepped forward, not sparing Rhea or the man beside her another glance.Alia had only taken a few steps when someone suddenly grabbed her wrist.It was Jasper.Before she could react, Kyle moved instinctively and pulled her back, his grip firm as he placed himself between them.He couldn’t stay silent this time.The look on Jasper’s face was enough to make Kyle think the man might hurt her—and that alone was reason enough to act. After all, Alia wasn’t just anyone to him. She was his mentor—someone
Alia smirked as she watched Rhea’s reaction. From the way her expression cracked for a split second, she knew she had guessed right.As expected, she thought.Kyle pressed his lips together, trying to stifle his laughter, but the amusement was obvious in his eyes.Seeing the two of them barely holding back, irritation surged within Rhea.How dare they humiliate me like this? she thought angrily.But she quickly suppressed it. She couldn’t afford to drop the gentle, fragile image she had so carefully built.Her eyes shimmered as she forced out a shaky breath. Pulling out a handkerchief, she dabbed the corners of her eyes, as if holding back her tears.“Alia… didn’t we agree before that we should get along?” she said softly. “Do you still hate me?”Alia’s brow lifted, clearly unimpressed.“I’ll give you that, Rhea,” she said lazily. “Your acting’s impressive. You almost had me there.” She tilted her head slightly. “You should really consider a career in acting.”Taking it as sarcasm—but
“Mr. Alvarro, I know my request may sound unreasonable, but I truly hope you’ll consider—” “No,” he interrupted. Rhea froze. She hadn’t expected such a blunt rejection. For a moment, she considered softening her stance—perhaps playing pitiful—but one look at Kyle’s expression told her that wouldn’t work. Quickly, she shifted strategies. “Mr. Alvarro,” she said, maintaining her innocent smile, “may I ask why you immediately refused?” Kyle’s expression didn’t change. “I’ll be honest with you, Ms. Caldwell. The reason I rejected your request is because my mentor doesn’t accept any students aside from me.” Rhea refused to back down. “Then perhaps you could ask your mentor to reconsider?” she pressed gently. “I may not be as skilled as you, Mr. Alvarro, but I am talented in violin. Maybe your mentor could test me first before deciding whether to reject me.” Kyle felt a flicker of annoyance at her persistence. Before responding, he glanced at Alia
Alia quickly walked out of the royal box and, without thinking, kept walking for several minutes before realizing she didn’t even know where the bathroom was. That only made her feel more embarrassed than before.She looked around until she spotted a staff member passing by. She quickly approached them and asked for directions. After being guided, she thanked the staff and headed toward the bathroom.Once inside, she went straight to the sink, turned on the tap, and splashed water on her face, trying to wash away her embarrassment.After splashing her face with water, she remembered how she had slipped earlier. If only she hadn’t cared so much about Marilyn and had stopped talking, she might not have slipped in the first place.So freaking stupid, she thought.She splashed her face again, as if trying to wash away not only her embarrassment, but her own stupidity as well.After a few minutes, she finally stepped out.She retraced her steps, walking back the same way she came. After a
Marilyn stomped her heels angrily.“You’re unbelievable!” she snapped, turning to leave.Seeing this, Alia quickly called out, “Wait, Ms. Caruso—”“Let her leave,” Knight interrupted.He sat back in his seat, completely unbothered.Alia glanced at him, watching as he leisurely ate grapes as if nothing had happened.“Aren’t you going to run after Ms. Caruso?” she asked, unable to stop herself. She still felt guilty about what Knight had done earlier.“She’s fine,” Knight replied casually. “Didn’t you see how fast she stood up and left?”Alia was left speechless.She didn’t know how to respond. Knight looked utterly unconcerned, as though the incident meant nothing to him. Seeing his indifference, she decided not to press further.Instead, she shifted her attention forward, gazing down from the royal box where they were seated.After a few minutes, the lights dimmed. Darkness filled the venue, and only a single spotlight illuminated the stage. The large velvet curtains slowly opened, an
“Miss, what are you doing?”“Ahh!”Alia jolted in fright at the sudden voice behind her. She quickly turned around, clutching her chest. Her heart pounded like she had just run a marathon; her breathing quickened, and a thin layer of sweat formed on her skin.It was a staff member pushing a food cart.The staff roamed around the royal boxes, offering and delivering food and drinks to VIPs. While making his rounds, he noticed a woman leaning close to a door, which made him curious enough to approach. What he didn’t expect was for her to be so startled by his presence.“I—I’m sorry! Sorry for frightening you, Miss. I didn’t mean to,” he quickly apologized.Alia let out a breath, calming herself before speaking. “It’s alright.”“May I ask what you’re doing here, Miss? You don’t look suspicious, judging by the way you’re dressed. Why not open the door and go inside?” the staff asked curiously.Alia felt embarrassed that someone had caught her. She didn’t want to answer, but she had no cho
Both 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
“Mr. Silvercrest,” Ursula called him sweetly. “Did you come alone?” “Yes,” he answered shortly. “Why did you ask?” “Actually, Mr. Silvercrest, I personally asked my brother to send out an invitation to you.” Ursula smiled proudly. “I have guests who said you wanted to strike a deal with my grand
Rhea watched Alia’s retreating figure disappear beyond the bathroom door, an evil grin spreading across her face. “Just you wait, you b*tch,” she muttered under her breath. “I’ll make sure you’re humiliated this time. I can’t wait for everyone to tear you apart.” Unaware of the malice brewing be
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—s







