She Becomes Glamorous After The Engagement Annulment Novels & Stories

Taking a moment to calm her brain, she slumped down in the chair before answering him, “It looks like you are not that busy nowadays since you have all the time in the world to keep track of my actions and whereabouts. Let me tell you straight, Alpha Edgar, without sugarcoating my words. I have already signed engagement annulment papers. I am now expecting you to just sign those papers too so we both can go off and live our lives separately, the exact way that we had been living before meeting each other.” Ever since she had decided to cancel their engagement, she had always been desperate to just get it over with before things got any worse with her.

Sabrina Ultra HQ's glass doors moved softly with their characteristic soft whoosh, and in came Eliana Thompson, clad in white silk blouse, high-waisted pants, and heels that whispered power. Her engagement ring glimmered with sunlight that poured through the lobby windows—delicate, but breathtaking. Just like her. Heads turned. Whispers followed. The Heiress. Damian Wolfe's fiancée. The woman who had turned down kings and billionaires, only to say yes to her former bodyguard.

“Thank you all for coming, I have gathered you today not just to talk about business, life is more than that.” She raised her hand to call someone, Odalis Sterling immediately appeared at her side, wearing a dazzling red, fitted dress. “I am pleased to announce my engagement to the beautiful Odalis Sterling.” Juno said, immediately Odalis showed her hand to the camera, showing off her spectacular engagement ring.

She was dressed in a fitted, emerald green dress that shimmered as she moved, her heels clicking so loudly enough to be heard by all. She gazed across the room with a half-smile that made every speculative whisper fade into stunned silence. Her presence silenced the whispers, her striking eyes sweeping across the crowd with a confidence that was as daunting as it was captivating. This wasn’t another well-known conglomerate. It was hers. The former heiress of the ANCLAIR conglomerate. Just a few months ago, after the scandal of attempting to murder her friend almost ruined her, she announced that she was leaving the conglomerate, and there were so many rumors that it was probably because it m

She was able to breathe for the first time in months. She called a cab and sighed as she climbed into the backseat, her suitcase rolling behind her. She wore a loose sundress that skimmed her thighs, big sunglasses, and a gold anklet that winked with each leg shift, making her reflection in the window appear almost alien. Two days prior, after calling off her engagement to Damien, she had purchased that anklet in a fit of rebellion. Damien would have detested this gown. He would have detested her excessively red lipstick and the way she styled her hair down. And she had worn it for that very reason.

I worriedly asked as I sensed sadness as she spoke. “Yes, I am. But my relationship with Brandon isn’t.” She answered, lowering her head. “Are you serious?” I sat up and moved even closer to her. “What happened?” I asked, my gaze falling on her fingers, and then I realized she didn’t have her engagement ring on. “Where’s your engagement ring?” I asked in shock. “I returned it.” “What?” “I did on the day of the coronation.” “Why would you do that?” “Because after what happened with Kendall, I believed I wasn't ready to be involved with someone else. It all seemed so rushed and forced.” She explained and I furrowed my brows.

She gritted her teeth, and I knew I had hit a nerve. There was silence before I heard her inhale sharply. Then she spoke again… confusing calmer this time. Too calm. “Annul it.” I snapped my head toward her. “Excuse me?” “You heard me right, Alessandro,” she said, picking up her bag from the stool beside her. No remorse in her face. “Whatever this is…” she gestured around angrily. “…end it before the gala this weekend. Clean up this mess and get ready for your engagement to Gianna next month.”

Something shifted in his face — gone too fast to name. "Tomorrow night," she said, sliding the contract back toward him. "There's an elite gala at the Meridian. Half the city's financial press will be there. We announce the engagement publicly. You get me a ring." She stood, buttoning the top button of her jacket. "Nothing understated."

“If we’re doing this fake engagement, let’s at least make it look convincing.” Now they stood side by side at the entrance of the upscale charity gala, cameras flashing like gunfire. Elena wore a deep emerald gown that hugged her figure while carefully covering the bandage on her side. Cassian’s hand rested possessively on her lower back, his black tuxedo making him look every inch the powerful heir he still was — at least on paper. The media went wild the moment they stepped onto the red carpet. “Mr. Hale! Is it true the engagement started as a cover for family secrets?”

She continuously banged on the door. I sighed in distress, dragging my weak self to open the door. She poked her head inside, wiping her face from the dust from the door that stained her cheek. "I traveled and now I am back," I groaned, wishing she could just disappear. "Travelled? With those pictures of you as the fiancee of a wealthy man? The neighborhood wouldn't allow me to rest about how influential that business man is. I have to argue with everyone that you aren't a gold digger, and that you are committed to your relationship with your boyfriend... " her eyes widened when she sighted the diamond ring on my finger. "It wasn't fabricated or edited news?! You are truly engaged with Gideo