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Melissa’s POVI just watch Eleanor leave, not caring one bit about whatever is happening to her. The only thing I know is that she’s desperate, and god I just like relishing in her desperation.I take a sip from the cup of tea that I made, smiling to myself as I lean against the counter.Turning the TV back on to hear more news, I settle on my desk at last. The reports about Andrew seem to be over, though. I guess there really isn’t much to tell about him other than the fact that his businesses are tanking and pretty much every consumer wants to avoid anything that his companies have to offer.But I have to admit, as happy as I am that he’s finally getting what he deserves, I can’t help but feel a pang of hurt for Grandpa.He was the one who built everything from the ground up. He poured all his heart and everything he can offer to make their businesses grow to the empire it is now. It’s sad to see all of that go to waste over something—well, someone—that Grandpa never wanted to be a

Melissa’s POV“I’m going to be alright,” Yolanda assures me as I hold her hand.Zane and I have gone to the hospital to check on her, and throughout the journey I was just filled with guilt. Seeing her weak and bandaged on the bed almost broke me, and her reassurance is the only thing that’s keeping me strong.“I’m sorry this happened to you,” I whisper, shaking my head. “It’s all because of me. I shouldn’t have let you go alone and I shouldn’t have—”“Mel,” Yolanda says, looking me straight in the eye. “None of this is your fault. All of this… well, it’s all Eleanor. That’s why we need to have your best designs. We need to show this bitch that we mean business.”“I don’t want you to work or worry until everything is better here,” I tell her firmly. “I’ll take care of everything—”“You do realize that this is what she wanted, right?” Yolanda suddenly asks. “She wants you to be slowed down. That’s why she had me attacked on my way to somewhere else. She wants you to stop production. Sh

Melissa’s POVDays pass. Those days turn into a week. Until there’s only one day left before the launch.The launch for my own clothing line… and Eleanor’s.I kept everything under control this time. No one else is allowed in the premises of my studio. Zane has hired guards not only for me but for the entirety of my staff, to make sure that none of them would get hurt before we launch anything. Yolanda also has a full security team making sure no one will come back to cause her more harm.Everything is set for me now.Over the past week, I developed designs, better than the ones that Eleanor stole. Realizing that calling Andrew has yielded no results, I figured that he must have taken Eleanor’s side on this one.That’s not new to me at all.Of course Andrew will take her side.So I took it upon myself to make everything better.My winter collection is stunning. I’m in the studio now, and inspecting every last detail before my launch through a fashion show tomorrow. I have a collection

Third Person POVFor a moment, Eleanor can’t breathe. She can’t even properly register what’s happening.She looks at her side of the street, wondering if maybe there has been a mistake. Maybe the side with the most people is actually her event. Maybe she’s the one who didn’t know what’s going on….But as though determined to prove her wrong, fate drops Heather right then and there, rushing out of the hotel entrance and waves her arms for her. “Eleanor! Eleanor, over here!”“I can see you,” Eleanor hisses as she gets out of the limo. “What are you doing screaming my name? Did you mix up the venues?”Heather shakes her head.For the past few weeks or so, Eleanor has been acting weird. It got a little better leading up to the launch when they got the stolen designs. Heather was actually relieved to finally work on something that’s not terrible. But then, this happened.“None of the guests confirmed,” Heather says at last, embarrassed that she had to say these words out loud. “I thought

Andrew’s POVMy heart hasn’t stopped racing since I got out of the call and the study. Like a zombie, I drive all the way to the office, staring out into the distance and not even noting the people who are staring at me, whispering as I pass by.I don’t know what shakes me up more: Hunter’s call, or the fact that I might just get kicked out of the very empire that’s built and owned by my family.Yes, I own pretty much all the businesses that Grandpa left. They can’t buy it off me or anything, but they can pretty much remove all the decision-making powers that I have. Which means that if they do end up running all the businesses to the ground, I won’t have a say. I can only watch and nod as they ruin everything that we tried our best to build.I could lose everything. My estates, my money, my savings… all of it.And it all hinges on whether or not they want to keep me here.Finally, I arrive at my office. My secretary is there, pacing the floor. She immediately freezes when she sees me