Novel & Cerita Diamond In Disguise: Now Watch Me Shine

"Tonight is about the future. And in my future, there is no room for shadows. I am officially announcing my divorce from Ivy Thorne. She was never one of us, and today, she is finally gone." Bianca giggled and kissed his cheek. The crowd started to whisper. "Where is she?" "Probably crying in a corner." "Ivy!" Julian shouted into the crowd. "Come out and sign these papers. Let's finish this!" The giant doors at the back of the hall swung open. A woman walked in, and the room went dead silent. She wasn't wearing a baggy sweater. She was in a dress made of black diamonds that shimmered like the night sky. Her hair was down in perfect waves, and she walked with the power of a woman who owned th

I stretched my arms to the sides, then turned around, "see?" One of her eyebrows rose, then reminded me, "just make sure you don't wear any colored dresses inside the estate, okay? Only plain black with long sleeves. You need to look older and authoritative." "Sure. I'll keep that in mind." "I'll show you to your room now. Training will start tomorrow," she opened the door, and got out. Before I followed her, I faced the full-length mirror again and stared at my reflection. Me, disguised as a middle-age woman.

He said bluntly, "You can trouble me any time." "Oh, uh… okay," Beverly said dazedly. Her heart pounded, but she didn't know why. Damien placed the ruby necklace underneath a microscope. The tracker chip was soon removed from it, and the necklace remained unscathed. Beverly looked at him gratefully and reached for the necklace to put it on. However, Damien avoided her hands and gently circled the chain around her neck, moving to stand behind her. He said, "You can't see, and there aren't any mirrors here."

You’re a girl pretending to be something you’re not. Rian took a sharp breath and closed her eyes, trying to quiet the storm rising in her chest. This was the risk she had known she’d face. The entire plan—the disguise, the false name, the endless preparation—it had always come with this possibility. She couldn’t show her true strength. She couldn’t fight without restraint. She couldn’t shift without exposing everything. Of course the rankings didn’t see that. They saw what she wanted them to see. What she needed them to see.

"This woman lied to me! She told me that she was the true heiress and made me protect her while she did her thing! I didn't know that she'd been lying the whole time! Mr. Ashford, please have mercy on me and spare my life!" Dexter scoffed coldly. "Spare you? Then wouldn't that mean Denise went through all of that pain and suffering for nothing?" He couldn't be bothered to listen to Wayne anymore. He just raised his hand and instructed the other bodyguards to take Wayne and the other two away. Finally, I passed out in peace. When I woke up again, I found myself lying on a hospital bed in the VIP room. The first thing I saw was Dexter and Jonah looking at me in great concern.

“There she is.” Casey clapped like a kid. “That’s the one!” Adrian allowed himself the smallest smile. “Undeniable.” Alexander’s voice was soft but final. “Perfect.” Mya looked at herself in the mirror. For the first time, she didn’t see Damon’s neglected wife. She saw a woman reborn. Accessories followed—diamond earrings, a clutch that shimmered under the lights, shoes that made her taller but still steady. Paparazzi had gathered outside the glass windows by then, their flashes lighting up the boutique. Cameron waved playfully at them, while Casey flexed like a showman.

Not Pearl. I blinked at him, unsure if I’d heard it wrong. But no his lips had formed the name I used when I was disguised. Yet… I wasn’t in disguise now. I was dressed plainly, as a girl. My hair wasn’t hidden. My figure wasn’t bound. Why… why would he call me Perin now?

Betha looked at her, who was also confused, pondered for a moment, and asked. Anne Jenner nodded: "Yes, when I woke up I saw it." ". . . . He really paid for it." What's more, this is a watch that money can't buy. Betha gently stroked the outside, said: "Take it away, it's so beautiful, but in this showbiz world, no one can hold the real thing yet." Anne Jenner has no intention of taking it down either. She looked at it in general, only felt that the yellow diamond was very beautiful, the light was as if it were going to pass through that iridescent transparent diamond, it was just that it was placed in a conspicuous position, so she looked several times.

’ look. She took a glimpse of the woman beside Dye and saw how she greeted her teeth and turned her eyeballs at her. Well, it’s better for them to not act plastically. “I don’t really like your gown.” Diamond said with a low tone as he took a deep sighed. “I mean, you look absolutely stunning if I was the only one who can see you. But it’s a different case if it’s for all, you know.” She slightly slapped his lap. “You said it countless of times already.”

Not today anyway. Ogling him wouldn't make him go away, and I had no interest in confronting him regarding why he'd asked about me. So, I went back to my dressing station and began to reapply the heavy makeup that I hoped hid my identity. It might not actually do the trick, but I'd convinced myself that I was a different person when I caked it on. Nikki Wilson wasn't the girl on that stage taking off her clothes for strangers; Diamond was. And Diamond was edgy, strong, a force to be reckoned with. She had gumption, determination. Her give-a-fuck didn't even register. The second the first beat played through the speakers, Nikki became Diamond, and Diamond owned that stage.