She Becomes Glamorous After The Engagement Annulment Novels & Stories

Now Shane is angry, wait a few days for things to calm down before he can deal with it, so he won't mention Shane for now. He sighed, his voice low and steady. “As long as Venn refuses to forgive, it will be very difficult for us to take down the hot search, but you have also seen his attitude. Last night, he announced in public that he was breaking off the engagement, which left us with no hole to hide in.” Mrs. Vontroe was silent. Venn's actions this time were extremely determined, he was as angry as Shane. He will not forgive easily. “Father, Griselda's house is not run by Venn. His alone agreeing to annul the engagement has no effect. His father nodded, it worked.” Karlina wiped her tear

Her lips curved into a practiced smile — slow, deliberate, weaponized. “You weren’t answering,” she said, voice smooth as silk. “I thought I’d surprise you.” My eyes flicked to the door, then back to her. “Get out.” She blinked, almost laughing. “You don’t mean that.” “I do.” Her smile didn’t falter. She took a step forward, the thin strap of her top slipping deliberately off her shoulder. “We’re engaged, Jace. Remember? This is part of the deal. Cameras don’t capture everything. Sometimes, you have to act behind closed doors, too.”

As he stood with business associates and other billionaires, exchanging pleasantries several hours later, he caught sight of her again. She had changed into a simple mini red dress and gold heels. Someone had restyled her hair into a sleek, straight style that fell to her back and she was smiling and talking with some high profile guests. Rich and handsome young billionaires. All hungry to get her attention. Something was different about her. She wasn't the shy and self conscious woman he used to know. “She is gorgeous, right?” Startled out of his thoughts, Zander turned to the man speaking to him and smiled but said nothing. There was really nothing to say. It was an undeniable fact.

“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?”