Novel & Cerita She Becomes Glamorous After The Engagement Annulment

A battlefield disguised as a gala. She descended the marble staircase with grace, her black satin gown hugging her silhouette with every step. The slit at her thigh and the plunge at her back were calculated decisions. She wasn’t just making an entrance; she was making a statement. Natalie Evans had returned—not as a disgraced ex-wife or a victim of scandal, but as a woman reborn from betrayal, stronger and more dangerous than ever. Cameras flickered the moment she stepped into view. Conversations stilled. Heads turned. Even the hum of the string quartet seemed to falter.

“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.

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?”

"Mr. Sterling has explained everything to me, so you don't have to worry about me. Follow me to the dressing room." She slowly brought out a black gown that looked simple. "This is going to be your outfit for your official public announcement as Mr. Sterling's fiancée. Also," her mouth twitched with a smile as she invited me into the dressing room, "a gala for stinking rich people." In no time, I had been dressed and styled as the fiancee of Damien Sterling, forced into a life of lies to find and save my sister. Checking myself in the mirror, I could barely recognize myself.

“You’d think we’re going to a gala.” She looks at me. “This is special. We’re celebrating your divorce. I want to look gorgeous. You pampered me today so I would look good, so what’s the problem?” “No problem.” She finally settles on jewelry, and I help her with a necklace that drapes down her back, just enough coverage. “I’m glad this dress is long,” she says. “I can wear short heels.” She grabs lipstick, a bright red. “Wow.” She laughs and wipes it off. “Nope. Nude with a dark cat eye.”

"But we have a special today, would you like to try the Lexa fondue." She looked up to me and her frown was instantly replaced with a beam of smiles. She stood up from the chair and hugged me tightly, almost squeezing the life out of me. I was just as happy to see her and I returned the gesture. She smelt of lightly scented lavender and... happiness. She wore a pegged dress with a golden chain belt on the waist and her grey-black hair was in the prettiest bun. She looked beautiful than I last saw her. What Elliot did to her and Ana changed their lives. Once they were maids, but now they were living like normal stable people.