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“Daisie knows about your influencer gig.” That statement made Lisa turn pale. She bit her lip and held her bag tightly. Leah was bored. “Don’t worry. I won’t speak to you after this. I just wanted to tell you.” She leaned in close to Lisa’s ear and whispered, “A chicken will always be a chicken even if it spends time with a phoenix.” Leah walked away with the others, leaving Lisa frozen on the spot with tears in her eyes. Lisa seemed to be avoiding Daisie for the next few days. Whenever Daisie went to see her, she would never be in her classroom, and she couldn’t get in touch with her. After asking a few friends, she discovered she was on the rooftop.

And standing on the porch next door, barely visible in the shadows, was Tessy—watching her leave, a faint, satisfied smile playing on her lips. Lisa pressed her foot harder on the accelerator, the city lights blurring into streaks of gold and red. She didn’t know where she was going, only that she couldn’t stay. But one thing was certain: this wasn’t over. Tessy thought she’d won. But Lisa Chen wasn’t a woman who surrendered easily. And secrets, no matter how deeply buried, always found their way to the surface.

"I just trusted her." "Smart woman." Lisa links their arms and steers them both toward the lounge area, away from the standing crowd. "Elias got held up—Sophie said the interviewer ran over. Apparently unprepared." "I wasn't waiting for him." "I know." Lisa says it lightly, which means she doesn't entirely believe it. They settle into a curved sofa near the edge of the room. "Look." Lisa tips her chin subtly across the room. "Claire Nox." Mia finds her without difficulty.

“That would surely make the boys take notice!” Nestie then realized that Lisa was not alone. He knew Celeste de Luna after seeing her picture many times in magazines and in the occasional society news. “And you don’t need any introduction, my dear!” He then stepped out of his bedroom to come closer to Celie. “You are even more beautiful in person with impeccable fashion sense!” “This is Celie, my cousin!” Lisa said. “Celie, my program manager at the Institute, the one whom I told you would be coming with me.”

I’ll work around you. As she stared, the words looked foreign at first. Then she read them again. Her lips parted slowly. Her book was happening for real?! Lydia Hartman? She was the one who edited Mason Chloe's memoir, so she heard. How the hell did Claire manage that? Niya covered her mouth with her palm and sat on the closed toilet lid, blinking back a weird swell in her chest. Rapha was outside buying her clothes she couldn’t afford even if she robbed her past self and ten future versions. She was wearing a five-digit price tag, and now her book was being edited by Lydia freaking Hartman.

“Get out.” She raised an eyebrow. “No.” Tom narrowed his eyes. “What the hell do you want?” Lisa smiled slowly. “To be part of it.” My stomach dropped. “You’re joking,” Jordan snapped. “Not even in the slightest bit.” She said and stepped closer to me. “You’re one crazy bitch, aren't you, Claire?" "Lisa, look..." I started. "Uh uh," she interrupted, cutting me off. "Here’s the deal— you let me in on your dirty little fun… or I tell everyone what I just saw. Including the neighbors, the club, and Claire’s precious little family.”

And she meanders off happily. Well. I run a hand through my hair. No, Lise said I should give her time. I bite my lip. Three weeks counts as time, right? I make my way to the library. Lise did tell me to give her time, but she also said I should confess... I just want her to look at me. I push open the library door to find Leda sitting in the window, reading a book. Her knees are bent, pulled up to her chest and her bare feet are tapping happily on the cushion.

Lisa's smirk carried a hint of mischief as she inquired. "It's that devil of a girl. You were right about her all along," Leah responded, her tone heavy with frustration. "Really? Care to enlighten me on why you've suddenly had a change of heart?" Lisa inquired with a cunning smile playing on her lips. "She snatched my position. She snatched my dream of becoming LIM's first female shoe director," Leah's voice dripped with disdain as she spoke. "Oh, is that so?" Lisa continued smirking. "What do you want from me now?"

"Ah! Kisa! That mysterious woman... is you, isn't it?" "What a rich imagination you have," Kisa said calmly. "It isn't you?" Lea did not believe it. "No, it isn't." Seeing that Kisa was firm with her answer, Lea sullenly said, "Oh... If only it were you." As she said that, she took out her phone and was shocked when she saw the headlines posted by major platforms.

Then she strode into the living room where she slumped against the sofa with thoughts about Kate roaming he mind. Lisa’s looking for a way to punish Kate for what she stole from her. She wondered what was special about Kate that made the twins love her. In the middle of the thought, she reached the coffee table and grabbed her laptop. She fluttered it open and navigated through it in search of Brazzers. The website propped up and she went in search of the test video…then she watched. Lisa pinned her attention there, looking for ways to find out that which was special about Kate. She found none, though. However she felt the strong attraction the twins had for Kate as they switched o