Novel & Cerita The Diva

“Or should I say Clara Cross?” I stumbled to a stop. Standing before me was the strange woman from earlier. Up close, she looked to be somewhere in her late fifties. She wore a designer gown, and a warm smile rested on her face. There wasn’t a trace of fear in her eyes. “I’m sorry,” I said, trying to steady my pulse. “Do I know you?” The woman extended her hand. “My name is Diva Richmond. I’m a senior partner aligned with the Goddard Group.”

But before I could reach the elevators, a figure stepped out from behind a massive marble pillar, blocking my path entirely. I stopped dead in my tracks, my jaw clenching as my eyes narrowed. It was Vivian She was wearing a long, expensive black trench coat, Her hair was perfectly styled despite the rain, but her face was pale, her dark eyes flashing with a mix of desperate anger and pure malice. “Darien,” she said, her voice sharp enough to draw the attention of the security guards nearby. “Get out of my way, Vivian,” I growled, not slowing down as I tried to brush past her. “I don't have time for your games today.”

It was more than enough to get me through until the divorce became official. Damon pushed another card across the table. "Mr. Webster specifically asked me to give this to you. Since you're not legally divorced yet, this is the alimony he wants you to have for this month." Judging by Damon's expression, there was more he wanted to say. It was exactly how wealthy men like Ryland thought. He loved throwing money at problems and dressing it up as devotion. To people like him, anything that could be solved with money wasn't really a problem at all.

So I plastered a fake smile on my face, determined not to give him the satisfaction of knowing that he had any effect on me. I had to keep reminding myself that this was all just a game to him, and that I couldn't let myself get caught up in it. I had to be stronger than that. “I need to travel,” Diva said, her voice soft as she caressed Franco's cheek. “What for?” he asked, his voice filled with curiosity. “It's for a business trip,” she explained, “and I would really like to attend the program in person.” I could tell that she was trying to convince him, but I wasn't certain if he was buying it. I couldn't help but wonder what her real motives were. What was she up to?

It was a very peaceful breakup. I groaned as I looked at my watch while Danika complained about something as she continued to get dressed. She was back to being the angry stuck-up diva that people say she is. She has broken two of her coffee mugs over the smallest argument, she almost fired someone for bringing the ‘wrong’ brown coloured belt and she hasn’t spared me a look all morning.

I whispered tightening my hold on her "Love you too baby girl, now clean your tears cause tomorrow you're not stepping out as Ava Della Sanchez but you're going out there as the strong lady who raised three cute sons alone, built her empire from the scratch, and is now unbeatable, you're going out there as the brave, bold and victorious AVA WIRE THE ONE AND ONLY OWNER OF WIRE NATIONAL IMPORT"

Seeing the dangerous look in the man's eyes, Bianca knew, at this moment, there was no peace between her and Zane. Silence filled the air, and the two faced each other, locked in a standoff. Bianca never expected that Zane would trap her like this. Even though she had sent Cedric, Zane had...! After a long time, the sound of Zane lighting a cigarette broke the silence. Zane suddenly said, "Do you still remember Lucia Oakley?" Lucia Oakley? Who was that?! "The divorce case that caused a sensation throughout the city of Javaria!"

Dennis uttered coldly. “That must be a joke of the century. Dennis, my dear, in case you’ve not seen it, pick the divorce paper on the table in the bedroom. Nita hissed. “You now have rights over your lost but found lover, Lisha. You have no rights over me again, jerk!” Jerk? Dennis moved the phone from his ear to digest what he had just heard. In all the days he had spent with her, she had never for once used such words on him.

My agent’s call about the divorce reality show took me by surprise. "Hector agreed to this?" "Of course." She sounded almost amused by my question. "Your last few live-stream sales didn’t perform well, and divorce scandals involving actresses are trending right now. “Mr. Sinclair even cleared his schedule for ten days to join the show with you. "Take advantage of this opportunity and capitalize on the buzz—at least show some appreciation for everything he’s done for you." I stayed silent.

She will not say anything bad to mom. Diva nodded to her. Diva told her mother. "Mom, I am going now. I have some work too. You can talk with Luna. I will come back soon." Diva's mother nodded to her then Diva left Alice's room. Alice looked at Diva's mother and said, "Please have a seat." Diva's mother sat on the couch and Alice sat opposite her. "Luna, I am Dorothy Matthew, Diva's mother." Alice scrutinized her. Dorothy was a beautiful woman. She looked like a woman in her late thirties.