All Chapters of Men Are Prada Shoes: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

ALINA “You know what this engagement news means, right?” I was already so pissed about the whole thing. The last thing I needed was David drumming the damn engagement news into my ears as if I somehow missed the headlines plastered across every social media platform. I stabbed my fork into the food on my plate, barely interested in eating anymore. “Well, at least she wasn’t the one he proposed to,” Serena mumbled, looking up from her plate. “If not, we’d be heading out to pick another Phillip Patek watch.” Her comment earned her a sharp glare from me. “Whether or not she’s the one he offered the ring to, she’ll still be breaking up with him.” “I beg your pardon?” I hissed, shifting my glare from Serena to David. Why do

JEREMY I had no idea what I expected to happen when I made that comment, but having her throw champagne in my face certainly wasn’t it. The cold liquid ran down my forehead, over my cheeks, and onto the collar of my shirt. For a moment, I simply stood still, stunned, unable to process what had just happened. “What is going on here?” Vincent’s voice came from behind me, and every muscle in my body tightened. Fuck. Of all the people who could have walked in at that exact moment, it had to be Vincent. He was a man who trusted almost no one, and if he found out that I had made a comment about his girlfriend’s breasts, there was a very real chance he would throw me out of Vera’s life before I even got the chance to explain myself. I slowly turned toward him. Vincent walked straight toward us, his expressio

ALINA Standing in front of Voss Bag’s new building, I watched as workers moved furniture through the wide glass doors, carrying boxes, desks, chairs, and other office equipment into the new space. Vincent stood on the other side of the driveway, his phone pressed to his ear as he spoke to someone. From the occasional frown crossing his face, it was obvious that whatever the conversation was about, it wasn’t particularly pleasant. A car pulled up beside the curb, and David stepped out with his tablet in one hand. The moment he spotted me, he hurried over, his expression unusually excited. “Have you seen the news?” “What news?” I asked, taking the tablet from him. I blinked at the screen when I saw the headline. MASON CLAY LEAVES NEW YORK FOR GOOD, JOINING THE SUBSIDIARY COMPANY I

ALINA “Alina!” I turned around at the sound of my name, my eyes widening in shock when I saw Joyce walking toward us with a bright smile plastered across her face. She lifted a hand and waved at me. My head slowly turned toward David, who looked just as perplexed as I felt. His brows were drawn together, his eyes moving between Joyce and me as though he was trying to figure out what was going on. “Do you know her?” Vincent asked, his attention shifting to me while his security immediately stepped forward, blocking Joyce from getting any closer. Denying her wasn’t exactly an option. She had already called my name in front of everyone, and pretending I had no idea who she was would only make me look suspicious. So, I reluctantly nodded. “Yes, I know her.” Vincent studied me for a moment before asking, “A friend or a foe?”

JEREMY WE NEED TO TALK! CALL ME! Glancing at Vera sleeping peacefully beside me, I carefully slipped out of bed. I made sure not to disturb her before quietly leaving the bedroom and walking down the hallway to our study room. Once inside, I shut the door behind me and pulled out my phone. I immediately dialed Joyce’s number. She answered on the first ring. “You told me she would be rattled!” she hissed the moment the call connected, her voice filled with frustration. “Well, for your information, she wasn’t! She even threatened to throw me and my father in jail if we failed to leave New York by the weekend!” I leaned back in my chair, completely unsurprised. The kind of boldness and fire the new Alina carried was unlike anything I had expected from her. “She is just trying to scare yo