All Chapters of Her REV LOVE: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

A few days afterward at Josephs & Co."Miss Josephs, Mr. Lanka to see you," Hannah said through the intercom.I glared. 'Frank is here? What now?'"Did he tell what he needs?" I inquired. I didn't have an appetite to pamper Frank."He told that it is the new jewelry release party," Hannah announced.I gnashed on my lower lip. I responded, "Let him in."Because I had volunteered to help with the project, I could not turn Frank around and send him back if he was in my office to talk about work.Frank walked into my office a few minutes later and sat down opposite me. He gazed at me and his heart skipped a beat.He would always say that I looked wonderful when I worked. I wore a pale pink feminine two-piece suit and had my dark brown hair sweeping over one shoulder. "What can I help you with, Mr. Lanka?" I said, very much aware of Frank's irritated stare on me.Why was he looking at me like that?Frank blinked as he attempted to shake his head clear. He said, "I have been preparing for t

"Thank you very much," Lydia replied graciously, smiling as they made their way through the crowd."Good evening, Miss L, Mr. Anderson, you two are well matched," another said as he stopped Lydia and Dean to greet them.Lydia smiled warmly while Dean replied, "Thank you, Mr. Carson. I'm the luckiest man to have Miss L as my woman and partner for tonight."He placed his hand on the back of Lydia's neck and led her to their table. As they walked, Lydia felt a burning gaze upon her. She whipped around and saw Frank standing across the room, gazing intensely at her. Frank looked smoldering in a black suit. His gorgeous dark hair was swept into a subtle quiff, adding to his appeal.Lydia saw a flicker of anger in Frank's eyes as he scowled at her. But she nodded slightly towards him in recognition and returned her attention to Dean.Meanwhile, Frank almost ground his teeth to dust when Lydia ignored him. A searing pang of jealousy shot through him. From the moment he set eyes on Lydia, he

I left the stage, my smile reflected in my eyes as everyone complimented my work. Yes, out of all the things that had ever been wrong for me, this was my pride.Although I had lost at love, I had won at being a mother and developing my talent. Seeing everyone so happy and so willing to spend millions of dollars because of my work made my chest swell with pride.As the crowd dispersed and mingled to eat, I searched for my best friend who had just arrived to meet us in the hall.Upon meeting my eyes, Bianca squealed and rushed towards me before hugging me. "You look gorgeous, my friend! You fit into this dress. My friend responded, "I thought I did too until I knew where the dress came from."Bianca's eyes widened and I pulled her aside where there was less commotion."Are you saying Dean got you the dress?" Bianca asked. "That is so romantic!""No. I thought it was Dean, but in fact, it was Frank," I said, furrowing my brow.Bianca gasped, her eyes wide at me. She said, "Wow! That's ne

Earlier, Dean observed me heading up the stairs, his eyebrows furrowed in contemplation.He was certain that Frank had provided me with the dress I was wearing. this is due to the fact that a famous fashion designer had auctioned one of her best designs a few days ago and a mysterious businessman had bought it at a very high price. Dean was interested in the dress and had wanted to acquire it for me, but the mysterious businessman kept outbidding him and he had lost the dress.After all, he did not believe it was worth it to spend two million dollars on one dress.Surprisingly, I did wear the dress and considering me, there was no possibility that I would pay that much for a dress.It must have been Frank.Jealousy coursed through Dean and he clenched his hand over the steering wheel, turning his knuckles white.Why would Frank pay me so much money when we had just met? He could buy that dress for his fiancée.Dean had come to the realization that Frank paid too much attention to me a

I slammed the entertainment magazine I held on the table in frustration. I glared at the family's butler, Arnold Miller, and said, "So Frank's engagement ceremony has been fixed to occur in two weeks. What is wrong with this boy?" Arnold smiled, his wrinkles moving at the action. He was standing beside me in my study waiting to serve me at any moment. Glaring at me, he said, "What do you mean by boy, Sir? Frank is a man grown, thirty-three years of age." "Yes! He's thirty-three! He's behaving like he just came of age," I teased, shaking my head. "I don't understand. he liked the girl in the Josephs family more, Lydia Josephs. I had seen him struggling not to be able to keep his eyes from her during the party. and now this, what? Why is he continuing the engagement with Dera? I know for sure that he doesn't love her.""The young man has his reasons. Perhaps you should just leave him alone and let him do what he wants? The last time you pressured him into getting married, everything was