Jenna Ortega Met Gala Novels & Stories

Ortega could only stare when she walked towards him, swinging her hips. "You look more stunning than i thought, I must say." Without taking off his eyes from Ravenna, Ortega took her hands and pulled out a seat for her. "Thank you." Ravenna looked around, and only then did she discover that they were the only ones in the enormous hall. "Where is everybody, or are your plans to kidnapp me?" Don Ortega replied only with a one-sided smile. "If I could, I would in a heartbeat. Have you seen how drop dead gorgeous you really are tonight? Thank God my instinct wasn't wrong to come after you."

As if summoned by the universe’s chaotic timing, Ethan walked in, holding a folder—and immediately stopped in his tracks when he saw her. He blinked. “Oh. Uh. Hello again.” Jessy practically vibrated on the spot. “Hi, Secretary Ken,” she said with a gleam in her eyes and a wave that was definitely not subtle. Ethan’s soul visibly left his body for a second. “Sir, you called?” “Yes,” Joaquin said, completely unfazed. “You’ll be picking up Jessy here for the gala. Make sure she gets a proper pass.” Ethan’s jaw dropped. “Wait—why am I—”

Wow, even though the restaurant was meant for the upper class, there were still different classes. “This is your table, sir,” the waiter said when he got to a table that had a lady sitting at it. He quickly added another chair when he saw that Adrian had company. Could this day be any worse? Adelia shrank in her spot when she saw that it was a very famous celebrity that Adrian was meeting. The number one model in the world, Natalie Ortega “Adrian, you’re finally here,” Natalie said excitedly and she got up to hug him. Adelia rolled her eyes in annoyance when she saw the way the woman embraced Adrian which was definitely not a ‘business’ hug.

Perhaps her childhood memories had placed him on too high a pedestal, painting an image of someone who didn’t quite exist anymore. Seraphina also understood that she was Ethan’s compromise, just as he was hers. Maybe it wasn’t such a bad idea to set aside past judgments and give things a try. This year, TerraVantage Group’s annual gala followed the same format as previous years: a prize draw, performances, bonuses, a grand stage, and a feast. Everyone looked forward to it. Harper attended as Leon Everhart’s fiancée. During Leon Everhart’s speech and awards presentation, Seraphina Arden stood behind him, keeping a close yet respectful distance. It was a familiar sight for the company, and no

Had George orchestrated it all to push her out of Jason’s life? Before either could speak, a loud, unmistakable voice echoed through the building. “Jason! Bella!” Olivia Carter breezed into the executive wing like a social hurricane, her stilettos clicking against the marble floor. Dressed for the gala already, in a glittering silver gown and a fake air of innocence, she stopped in front of them with a smug smirk. “I didn’t expect to find the two of you together so often,” she said with mock surprise. “The whispers are practically writing themselves. About the two of you. And… about a certain child.”

The woman would become handy if he arrived in Oslob and found out that Daniella has a boyfriend, but the woman had a terrible stomachache an hour before their departure from the farm and couldn’t join him. In the afternoon, he borrowed Samuel’s MUX and leave the farm earlier due to bad weather, and he was still going to pick up Ortega from his residence. Ortega lived in Guadalupe while Hacienda Velasquez was in Carmen and it would take him at least three hours to get there considering the worsening traffic condition in the cities of Mandaue and Cebu. Ortega was excited to attend the birthday celebration but he was nervous and scared. He was afraid to discover if Daniella had remarried or if

Just orders. I hadn’t responded. Because if I opened my mouth, I might scream. The car stopped, the door opened, and in a single movement, Ethan stepped out like he owned the city. He turned, held out his hand. I hesitated — long enough for him to notice. Then, like the good little actress he expected, I placed my hand in his. Because tonight, I had to play along. Even if I wanted to burn it all down. The gala was held in one of Manila’s most expensive hotels — all glass, gold, and illusion. Photographers snapped photos like they were aiming bullets, and Ethan handled them like a seasoned politician: smooth, practiced, hollow. His hand remained on my waist, a warning disguised as affection.

Fiona interjected, "You’ll see for yourself soon." They arrived at the event, and Bella and Jex split up. Jex went backstage while Bella mingled with the reporters. Jex had praised her disguise, noting Calvin might not recognize her. Today, she sported big waves, a figure-hugging dress, ten-centimeter heels, and striking makeup. She stood out but was unrecognizable to those who knew her well.

“Your guest is waiting, My Moon.” My eyes lifted, and suddenly I couldn't breathe. Jenna stood there, dressed in a modest blue dress. Unlike last time, her silver hair had been styled elegantly, her makeup graceful. She didn’t look like the haggard old lady I met in the basement. The years of suffering hadn't disappeared. But tonight, there was light in her eyes that couldn’t be ignored at all. Her gaze met mine as she stepped forward, her voice trembling. “Luna Kate.”

The Leones' bodyguards quickly intervened, escorting Henry and the Shaws away. Meanwhile, over in Etolia, the private jet had landed in Panorra. When Elena walked down the steps of the private jet, she saw the Gallos' subordinates. They were all dressed in suits, standing in two neat rows as they waited to greet her. Everyone chorused in unison, "Welcome home, miss!" Gianna and Anthony were there to welcome her as well. As Anthony held her, his eyes misted over a little. "Why did it take you so long to come home, Elena? I'll host a gala right away and invite everyone!"