บททั้งหมดของ Back to Take Revenge Mrs Frost?: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

The Liize Fashion house occupied the top three floors of one of the most luxurious buildings in the city.Everything about it screamed wealth and it was truly wealth. From marble looking walls to crystal chandeliers to attendants dressed better than most people.It was the place anyone who wanted to look regal or exquisite came to.Liora stood before the full-length mirror while two stylists adjusted the hem of her gown carefully. It was a silver gown with the silver fabric flowing around her body like liquid moonlight, elegant without looking excessive.The neckline was sharp yet graceful and the waist was a pure work of art. Tiny crystals scattered across the fabric catching the light every time she moved.Even Liora had to admit that the gown was beautiful. Beverley walked out from the fitting area beside her own changing suite and gasped dramatically the moment she saw her.“Oh my God.”Liora turned slightly and Beverley clutched her chest theatrically.“You look illegal.”Liora

The ballroom buzzed with laughter, music, and expensive conversation.Everywhere Liora looked, powerful people gathered in elegant groups while servers moved through the hall carrying champagne and crystal trays.Yet despite all the noise; her attention remained fixed on one person.Her grandfather.Chairman Morgan stood tall despite leaning lightly on his cane, his sharp eyes scanning the room with practiced authority.Age and illness had weakened his body slightly, but not his presence. His presence was as imposing as she remembered. “Happy Birthday grandfather” she added and she watched as a small smile formed on his lips. It wasn’t a polite smile or a false smile, it was a real smile.She knew this because of the way his whole face was lifted by the smile. The way his wrinkles seemed to disappear with the smile. “Come here” he said softly but it felt like a command and before Liora could process it , her legs were already walking towards him. She stood beside him and he placed a

“Am I not your daughter?” As soon as those words left Liora’s mouth, a kind of deadly silence descended upon them. Her mother’s face changed first—shock flickering across it while her father froze completely.Seraphina stiffened and glared at her. Liora stared hard at her parents who appeared dumbfounded at her question. Her mother opened and closed her mouth repeatedly but no words came out even then. Liora gripped the edges of her gown tightly, her emotions rushing to the surface. Leonard’s voice—sharp, irritated broke the silence. “Liora, it’s just a gown,” he said sharply. “Do you have to get so worked up and start questioning your parents over something so small?” He asked and Liora nodded, turning to him slowly. Leonard looked annoyed; not concerned or worried. Just annoyed. Like everything happening was inconvenient and the sight made something in Liora’s chest tighten painfully.Leonard met her gaze, still frowning, as if expecting her to calm down and fall back into p

Liora woke slowly, her lashes fluttering open as soft morning light filtered into the room. For a few seconds, she simply lay there on the bed, basking in the warmth and her body sunk deeper into the mattress beneath her.God.The bed was heavenly.There was definitely something about Damien’s beds.She shifted slightly and then slowly rose from the bed. She looked around in confusion for a few seconds before she realized that she was in Damien’s room. The memories of the previous day came rushing back to her. Her argument with her parents. Her tears. Getting soaked in the rain and arriving at Damien’s house. The last thing she remembered was trying to sleep on Damien’s laps.Her chest tightened briefly, but the ache was duller now, exhausted from crying herself empty.Liora pushed herself upright slowly, wincing at the faint heaviness behind her eyes. She had cried too much. Her eyes cleared in a few seconds and she finally got to take a good look around Damien’s room. It looke

Liora shut the bedroom door behind her and finally allowed the smile on her face to widen fully. She burst into laughter remembering how black Seraphina’s face had looked. She knew that she had truly won this round. Her grandfather backing her up wasn’t something she had envisioned. She had imagined many scenarios but nothing had prepared her for her grandfather’s action. He had been so decisive that he told Liora that he definitely knew about her parents plans and he obviously wasn’t on board. Liora chuckled as walked deeper into the massive bedroom slowly, her heels clicking softly against the marble floors.This room had always been extravagant, but now it looked even more extravagant because of the newly delivered wardrobe lining the walls.She opened, stared at the wardrobe and stared at the dresses again. Most of them were silk, sequins and hand embroidered gowns that heiresses like her fought over to grab. Her grandfather truly moved fast. A small amused laugh escaped her li