Semua Bab Fake Marriage: The Trillionire Tycoon's Fiesty Bride : Bab 671 - Bab 680

"All right, I expect you to be home within thirty minutes,” George’s commanding voice left no room for debate. “Oh, and tell Damon it’s time to head home. I trust you won’t bring him over.”Damien, standing right beside her, smirked faintly at the older man’s sharp tone. It was easy to see where Eva inherited her attitude from. “Tell Grandfather not to worry,” Damien interjected smoothly. George didn’t miss his words. He scowled through the phone. “And tell Damon that if he calls me ‘grandfather’ one more time, I’ll have his tongue served on a silver platter—”“I’ll see you at home, Grandfather!” Eva quickly interrupted, hanging up before her grandfather could finish. She tucked her phone into her purse with a sigh, her shoulders sagging slightly from the tension.Damien’s gaze softened as he watched her. His dark eyes held a mix of amusement and something deeper as he studied her every move. The idea of her leaving so soon left a sour taste in his mouth. He hadn’t seen her all day,

When Eva arrived at Di’ Glamazon to pick up her gown, whispers followed her the moment she stepped out of the car. In the posh neighborhood frequented by socialites, her presence was hard to miss. A group of women loitered near the store entrance, their voices deliberately loud as they mocked her. "Ew, look who decided to show up. How shameless can she be?" "She cheated on Damien Cross, and now she’s strutting around like nothing happened. How bold!" "Honestly, her parents must be so disappointed. No wonder they abandoned her." Eva rolled her eyes as she approached, her expression indifferent. She glanced at her perfectly manicured nails, not even sparing them a second look. "Are you done?" she asked coolly, her voice laced with boredom. Just bold this lower class socialites are to face her just because of her reputation. She wouldn't even need to raise a finger before she destroyed them. She could tell these were newcomers, likely pawns for someone more powerful pulling the str

Eva had no idea why her wandering feet brought her back to Stardom mall. She ran a frustrated hand through her hair, debating whether to leave. Just as she turned to exit, a thought stopped her. She needed a gown for tomorrow. Reluctantly, she stepped toward the elevator.When the store representatives hurried to assist her, she waved them off."I can manage on my own today." They bowed and stepped back, respecting her wishes. As the elevator doors opened, Eva stepped inside and instinctively pressed the button for the top floor.Without a plan or specific destination in mind, she wandered aimlessly until her steps halted in front of NE. She blinked in surprise at her unintended destination, but what truly caught her attention was the sight of a familiar supermodel chatting with a store employee."Nathy?" she called out, startled to see her.Nathalia turned sharply, her face bearing the same frosty expression her brother often wore. Who dared to quse that nickname reserved solely for

The reporters held their breaths in anticipation as onlookers anxiously awaited the next big name to emerge. Fans gripped their phones tightly, and the air buzzed with loud chatter from reporters calling out to socialites and celebrities to strike a pose.A sleek black Lincoln limousine pulled up, capturing everyone’s attention.When an elegantly poised leg stepped out, followed by a woman clad in gold, the crowd erupted."It's Eva, the former Queen!"“The queen of modeling has graced this place!" "Damien Cross’s woman has arrived!""Is she representing Carter Corporation or herself tonight?""That dress... wow...""Isn't that the highly anticipated gown from the NE collection? I thought it wasn’t released yet!""As expected, her crown might have been taken, but her wealth remains untouched!""But why isn’t she here with Damien Cross?" A pointed comment sliced through the admiration, its speaker disappearing into the crowd with a smug smirk.Her words acted as a spark, igniting the w

The growing buzz of the crowd was deafening. Eva knew the questions wouldn’t stop, and the scrutiny of the reporters would only intensify. Revealing the identity of the man in question, who is none other than Alex, wasn't an option. If the media dug deeper into his background, it could lead to connections with Crystal—something their contract strictly forbade.Her lips pressed into a thin line as she resolved to ignore the mounting pressure. But with the smug model flaunting herself nearby, the prying eyes of the reporters, and Nathalia struggling under the barrage of questions, Eva realized she needed to take control of the situation."Miss Eva, is the man in the photo a former lover, a secret fling, or someone you were involved with before Damien Cross entered the picture—"The reporters were silenced by the sudden shift in Eva's demeanor. Lifting her head, she fixed them with a calm yet piercing gaze. Her lips curved into a slow, confident smile that left the crowd momentarily capt