Eden was devastated. She knew it wouldn't be easy to fit in at the company so easily, but this was something she had not expected. The three most important members of the board of directors had not so subtly shown their dislike for her on the first day of her job. She didn't know she would have to deal with so many new villains in her life. All she knew was that she needed to show them that she was worthy. The only problem was she didn't know how. She was ready to do her job and give all of herself to make things work, but it seemed like it would not be enough to change their minds. Her father was a very influential man, he clearly had an image at the company that no one thought Eden could ever live up to. The pressure was pulling her down. "It's been going so well, I was worried about nothing," Eden chuckled a fake laugh while talking to Bennett on call. "See, I told you it was all going to work out," Bennett replied. Eden didn't want to lie to Bennett about what was going on. S

"And how do you suggest we do that?" Nicholas Humphrey piped in, with a smug look on his face. "This may sound unconventional, but maybe we need to focus on the morals and ethics of the employees to boost productivity. When I first arrived here, it seemed like a very hostile work environment," Eden replied. "That's going to do nothing for the profits," Nicholas retorted. "Say, Mr. Humphrey, was it always like this or did the passing of my father change the company?" "Alfred was a very disciplined man, he always imposed strict rules and proper work principles here," Nicholas Humphrey replied, his tone suggesting that he was offended. "I see you knew my father well. So you agree that this environment was created after he died," Eden said as she intertwined her fingers and rested her arms on the table. "I had my differences with my father but I'm still his daughter. I want the same rules and principles to be followed by everyone here that my father promoted. We don't want employees

"What?!" Eden exclaimed. "You haven't seen Giuseppe for three years? What the hell have you been doing there all this time?" "Well, we had a falling out. We didn't exactly share the same opinions and I decided to go solo. Started my own clothing line. It was rocky in the beginning, but it's been going good. I bought some dresses for you from my collection and I just know you'll love them," Grace rambled nervously. "Wait, wait. Slow down. So you're saying you weren't working with Giuseppe and you just decided to stay there? Didn't you even think about coming back and starting your business here?" Eden asked, she felt sad that Grace never talked about this with her "Yeah, we'll. Working with Giuseppe gave me some good contacts with models and vendors. I thought it would be for the best if I focused on my work there only," Grace replied, looking down at her fiddling fingers. Eden noticed it and remembered that she always does it when she lies. "That's not the whole truth, is it, Grace

Grace's PoV: "Can you believe it? I really just walked out on him. The man who groomed me and made me who I am today. Maybe one day I'll go to him in peace and apologize," said Grace. "Giuseppe is a great man. But I'm happy it didn't work out with him, it pushed me to give life to my own ideas and run a business according to what I want." "I'm happy for you, Grace. But you still haven't gotten to the part about Theo. What exactly happened with you two? His reaction was very….out of pocket when he heard you're back," Eden replied, feeling a little tipsy on the cocktails she had with Grace. Like they decided, Eden and Grace met for drinks at a bar after Eden got off work. There was so much to tell that neither of them could shut up. "Ugh, fine. I'll tell you but get me another drink first," Grace demanded. Grace told Eden everything that happened between Theo and her and how he hid from her the fact that he was in Italy for only six months when Grace was planning to stay with him for

Grace paced around her penthouse worried about the party she was hosting. A lot of models and renowned fashion designers were coming to her party. Though she was excited to make more connections, she was nervous about one thing. She didn't know if Theo was coming to the party or not. She needed to know for sure so she could stop feeling whatever she was feeling in her stomach. Butterflies? she thought, but pushed the idea out of her head. She had more important matters to attend to. The guests had already started arriving and her nerves were getting the best of her. She quickly walked over to the bar and ordered a glass of champagne to get her to calm down. She hated how she was feeling even after what Theo did to her. She felt her self respect slowly depleting as she thought more and more about him. After downing a glass of champagne in one go, she instantly felt a lot calmer and decided to put on a charming smile and go socialize. She pushed Theo to the back of her brain and starte