The Cruel CEO's Mistress
Eva scolded.
“Just work stuff,” Justine replied immediately. “Why?”
“What do you think of this?” Eva twirled slowly in her new reception gown.
“So beautiful, darling. You look incredibly sexy in that,” Justine said, winking.
Eva smiled with overflowing joy. The gown was truly her dream dress, made of tens of thousands of tiny diamonds, costing up to 160 billion. She could already imagine the media frenzy.
Soon, she would officially become Mrs. Justine Kennedy. The man’s wealth wouldn’t run out even in seven generations. Eva had already sworn she would continue modeling—purely for popularity.