Todos os capítulos de Men Are Prada Shoes: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

ALINA  Vincent held tightly onto my hand as he led me through the crowd, completely ignoring the glares coming from his grandfather and Elena. At this point, I honestly don’t understand why the old man hates me so much. It’s not like I am some poor girl who crawled out of the gutters and showed up at his family’s event hoping to steal a piece of their fortune. I lied about my background, yes, but I made sure the lie sounded impressive enough to fit into their world. My business was successful. I had money of my own. So what exactly was his problem with me? “Don’t let him get to you,” Vincent whispered close to my ear. I blinked, only then realizing that I had been squeezing his hand far too tightly. “He’s not.” I forced a small smile and loosened my grip. 

ALINA Vincent appeared beside me, his hand sliding around my waist. He gave me a gentle squeeze before pulling me closer to him, putting enough distance between Jeremy and me to make his jealousy impossible to miss. Jeremy noticed it too. He slowly withdrew his hand, slipping his jacket back onto his body. “I didn’t mean any harm,” he muttered as he adjusted the sleeves. “I just came out here to take a call, and I saw her sitting here looking so alone. It was cold, so I offered her my jacket.” He shrugged. “Besides, it’s not like she’s a stranger to me.” Vincent’s expression hardened. “Am I supposed to thank you for offering her your jacket?” he asked flatly. Jeremy chuckled under his breath and shook his head. “I’m not expecting a thank-you from you, Vincent.” His lips curv

JEREMY I have been trying to reach Joyce for days, and the whole situation is beginning to frustrate me. She is ignoring every call and message I send, which is the last thing I need right now. Everything is finally falling into place. The plan is moving exactly the way I want it to, and all I need is for Joyce to answer her damn phone so I can tell her what to do next. Getting through the interview and securing a job at The Sterlings had been a blessing, even though I had not gotten the position I originally wanted. I still considered it a win. For the first time in a while, I have been in a genuinely good mood. That mood lasted until I realized Joyce had practically disappeared from the face of the earth. I had called her countless times. I had sent messages. Nothing. Pulling over outside her house for the third time this week, I was shocke

ALINA I was already in the shittiest mood from seeing Jeremy, and now I had Vincent’s grandfather standing in front of me. Perfect. I sincerely hoped he would not say anything that pushed me far enough to snap. Take a deep breath, Alina, and remember that he is Vincent’s family. You do not want to get on his bad side. I drew in a slow breath and forced myself to remain calm. “You wanted to speak with me, Mr. Sterling?” He stood silently for a moment, his walking stick positioned between his legs, both hands gripping the head of it. “What exactly are you doing with my grandson?” I almost laughed. I thought that was obvious already. “We’re dating,” I answered, keeping my voice polite. &ld

VINCENT My phone vibrated against the bedside drawer, pulling my attention away from the news article I was reading on my iPad. I reached for it, expecting another notification, but I saw Jonah’s name across the screen. I glanced toward the bed. Alina was still asleep, her body curled slightly beneath the covers. I quietly slipped out of bed and walked toward the balcony, stepped outside and carefully pulled the glass door shut behind me, making sure the sound didn’t wake her. Only then did I answer the call. “What do you have for me, Jonah?” I demanded the moment the line connected. “You were right. Mr. Strandford wants more than just a merger with the subsidiary, Sterling Logistics.” I rested one hand against the balcony railing, my eyes fixed on the city lights b