جميع فصول : الفصل -الفصل 10

I jolted upright, scanning my surroundings. I was back in my room. The door... was intact. The floor wasn't littered. No vases, no objects thrown about — nothing. Not even blood and no masked man strangling me. I traced my neck and torso. There was no sign of a struggle or even a scratch. Don't tell me... I’ve been reborn! I scrambled to my feet, my hands tracing my body in the mirror. Fate heard my pleas, I get to live again. “All you you humiliated me,” I whispered, “Now, it’s my turn.” My gaze shifted to the door as loud knocks filled the room. Steeling my nerves, I walked over to the door and opened it, hiding behind it. As the person stepped in, I raised the lamp to hit them but froze. "Sylvia?" "Hey! Have you gone mad?!" The maid screeched, stumbling with wide eyes. "Are you trying to kill me?!" I glanced at the clock. Oh, it was two hours before the man arrived. This meant Lovie and Atlas were still downstairs. "Your tea is ready." Sylvia spat, setting

"Julia!" Mother fumed, her eyes pinning me with a glare. "How dare you come here?" Lovie broke into a sob. "Mummy, why is she doing this? Why is Julia trying to ruin my life? She's always hurting me!" "Stop pretending to be—" "Enough, Julia!" Mother spat. "I thought you mended your ways. What did you say? You gave her rights to these designs. You said you were atoning for your mistake—" "Why should I atone for something I did not do?" Mother huffed. "Did not do?" she repeated, "You slept with your sister's fiancé and married him. His brother was driven to commit suicide because of your shameless act!" she grabbed my arm. "For the past six years, they have suffered! How can you stand here and act like a victim?" "Look Mother, I am not here to dig up the past. I am here to discuss the present reality." I shifted my gaze to Lovie. "I am the real designer of all VK designs and I want my rights and recognition" "All of a sudden?" Atlas growled. I turned to see him raising

Atlas’ fists tightened. “You…? You want to divorce me?” he asked like I’d said a bad joke. “Sign it, Atlas. I am done with you!” I slammed it against his chest. He grabbed it and Lovie giggled, “Sign it, Atlas. Go on, do it. This is your chance to…” Her voice died in her mouth as Atlas tore the papers and threw the papers in my face. “This is till death do us part, Julia. Till Death— You killed my brother, just to have me and now, you want out? As if!” "Atlas!" Lovie cried, "Why did you tear it up? This was your chance to —" "No one orders me around, Lovie!," Atlas growled, his icy blue eyes boring into my skin. "I will divorce her when I feel like it and right now,” He closed the distance between us, his breath fanning my skin. “I don’t freaking feel like it.” I tightened my fists. He was a jerk. "Why? Don't tell me that you've become attached, Atlas." I spat, my eyes shifting to Lovie. "Your little lover will be humiliated if you even insinuate that." I gasped as he cl

Lovie stared at me for a few seconds before loud laughter rang through the room. The petite woman stared at me as if I had gone mad. “You…? “ she laughed. “You will destroy the Volkan family?” “She’s bluffing, Lovie. Let’s go. Don’t entertain her drama.” “Think whatever you want.” I pinned them down with a glare. “But when the sun rises, it will mark a new season, one neither of you will be able to escape from.” Lovie froze, the smile falling from her lips. She walked over to me and I stumbled as her hand collided with my face. My eyes widened at her audacity. “Lovie!” “Did you see how easy it was to slap you?” She taunted as my knuckles turned white at my sides. “That is how easily you will fail. Besides, where will you find the fabrics or materials to do anything? In case you don’t remember, I destroyed everything!” She spat and tried to slap me again, I caught it and slapped her. Lovie froze, she must have felt like cold water was dumped

"The Silver designer will be walking down the stage today, isn't that amazing?" "It is, Cherrie! Everyone has been waiting for this! She has never granted a press release, much less a grand event like this! This is gold!" I sank into my chair as I watched the guests chatter with each other from the control room. My eyes ran through the grand hall, noting faces, dresses, details and then suddenly — I froze. My main guests of honor were nowhere to be found: I snorted and sat up straight. Surely, Lovie didn't think she was going to be announced, right? I rolled my eyes and exited the room, the soft chatter from the dimly lit screens echoing in my head. "She has made so many designs so far! She designed the bridal gown of the president's wife and rumors are that the world's best designer award will be given to her too!" "Do you think she'll come? I heard even more rumors that it was not Miss Lovie but her sister! It was all over the news yesterday!" "But