“No way, Olivia! I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw what you pulled out there,” Mason exims, his jaw-dropping in utter disbelief.
Swaying my hips in sing-song steps, I can’t help but let out a triumphantugh as I plop down on the couch. “The inte is going wild! All it takes is some cash,” I say, shrugging nonchntly as I sink into the cushions.
“How?” He shakes his head, still in shock. “How in the world did you manage to pull it off? And where on earth did you get the money? I know it must have cost a fortune,” he asks, joining me on the couch.
I give him a quick wink, my face lighting up with a big grin. “You won’t believe it, but the person actually hacked her Instagram ount,” I reveal, earning a sharp gasp from Mason. He chuckles before shaking his head in disbelief, but my expression turns somber as I gaze into the empty space. “And the payment came from my own pocket,” I say, nervously chewing on my inner lip.
“From your money,” Mason muttered before his gaze snapped at me, his voice filled with disbelief. “Wait… from your Banca Popre di Mno’s ount?” he exims, his voice rising. I let out a deep sigh in response.
Damnit! Where was he expecting the money to havee from?
“Damn, girl! That’s your hard-earned savings we’re talking about,” he exims, shaking his head disapprovingly. “You’ve alreadyvished most of it, and what’s left won’t be enough to kickstart your clothing brand. Now, you are taking a pin from there,e on, you gotta be careful with taking money from there,” he advises, turning to face me.
“I get that we want to do this, but you also need enough funds to make your brand a sess. Constantly dripping into your savings will definitely have a negative impact,” he warns, his expression serious.
Sighs……
What hase over him? This is strange, does he now suddenly care about me? Come on, Mason, we are not doing this, for goodness sake… we have some target to catch.
Though when ites to money, Daniel Harlow always made sure I had everything I needed. But now, I can’t say the same. That wicked winch ruined us, and now she’s married off to a sophisticated figure, and swimming in luxury.
Tell me why Daniel Harlow has to marry her off immediately, especially to Damien putting hispany in the line. He never gave a damn about us, my mother and me. It was always just her… her… HER!
I did whatever it took to crush her, to take away thepany and make it rightfully mine. I wanted to finally get my father’s attention and make her experience the same hardships my mother and I endured for years. For her to understand the shit we went through.
To know what it feels like to be kept in the shadows!
Yet no matter how hard I try, everything ends up being a total joke, like a mission that’s doomed to fail. Here I am, wasting away with Mason, watching her thrive. But you know what? I’m done being insignificant. It’s time for me to step up.
I am done seeking attention, love, and adoration from a man who just won’t give it to me. It’s always been about her, always Ashley to Daniel Harlow’s eyes, and never for once Olivia.
“Don’t worry about the money,” I smirked, turning to face Mason. “Sure, thepany might be Daniel Harlow’s biggest fortune, but it’s not everything,” I said.
“What do you mean?” Mason asked, his curiosity piqued. I let out a menacingugh, nodding as I turned to face him once more. “Come on, Mason, you think a big shot like Daniel Harlow would only have one property? Think again,” I said with a sly smile, enjoying the confusion in his eyes.
“Yeah, though those properties may not bring in as much as that Powertech, but they’re still worth a pretty penny,” I said, a mischievous glint in my eyes as I smiled.
“I am confused but about those documents, how sure are you that the next of kin is not Ashley…. Come on, Olivia?” he said, shaking his head and running his hand through his hair, trying to brush away the confusion.
“I will secure those,”
“How?” He arched his brow at me, amusingly. His arched brow tells me to give up because it already seems like a futile mission.
Futile mission to you but not to me, Mason. Remember I always get what I want no matter how long it takes.
“You can count on me, Mason,” I replied with a steely gaze, my determination shining through. “Those properties will be mine, mark my words. I’ll make sure they’re under my name,” I assured him confidently.
“Come on, Olivia, that will be risky,”
Geez! Why does he care so much? I am done with him, my focus now is on Damien.
Ignoring him, I turned to face the empty space, a mischievous smile ying on my lips. “I’m done ying nice, Daniel Harlow,” I whispered, knowing he could hear me. “I’ll im those properties and keep Damien Albrecht by my side,” I hummed, before snapping my head in Mason’s direction.
His lips formed a tight line as he fixed a thoughtful gaze on me. I can’t quite decipher what’s going on in that head of yours, but listen, Mason. We’ve been through so much together, and if I even catch a whiff of any hidden agenda, I’ll personally make sure you regret it.
“Just do whatever you want but be careful,” he finally released a breath.
A yful smile spread across my lips as I let my gaze roam up and down his face before speaking up, “Oh, I see right through you, Mason,” I teased, my voice filled with a hint of mischief.N?vel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.
“You want her, and I want him. So, we have ourselves a deal,” I stated calmly, my voice carrying a hint of danger. I locked eyes with him, making it clear that confidentiality was paramount. He rolled his head in response, rubbing his jaw. “Sure,” he mumbled, acknowledging our agreement.
With a smile, I leaned back, enjoying the moment. Suddenly, my phone beeped, interrupting our conversation. We both nced at it, letting out a sigh of annoyance. Leaning forward, I reached for my phone to see what had captured its attention.
It was a message!
I stared at the curious-looking Mason, and back on my phone before tapping on my inbox.
“At 8:46 pm tonight, meet me upstairs, in the VIP at La Rosa Nera,”
I quickly nced at my phone screen, my heart pounding in my chest as I read the message shing before me. “What in the world is this message about?” I muttered, my mind racing to figure out if I had forgotten an important appointment with someone.
But this is a private number and not from my contact.
“Wait, who is this?” I asked, my voice filled with nervousness. I nced over at Mason, who looked equally perplexed and unusually silent. Suddenly, his head snapped towards me, his eyes widening as he eximed, “Hold on a second!”
“La Rosa Nera,” Mason repeated, his voice filled with intrigue. “Isn’t that one of Damien’s clubs? The one at the end of Via Roma Street?”
My eyes widened in realization as Mason’s words sank in. How could I have forgotten? Everyone knows about La Rosa Nera, the luxurious club owned by Damien Albrecht. That means… I’m actually meeting Damien today! I couldn’t believe my luck.
Yes girl, I did it!!!!!
“Who’s asking to see you at La Rosa Nera club?” Mason growled, his confusion evident in his voice.
“I did it!” I eximed, unable to contain my excitement. I giggled and jumped up and down, feeling a rush of adrenaline. Mason held his ear and gave me a puzzled re. “You did what?” he asked, clearly confused.
“He finds out about who pulled the stunt over the inte,” I said, my voice filled with excitement. I couldn’t help but giggle, my smile widening.
“He finds out,” Mason murmured, his voice filled with realization. “The inte…” His widened gaze snapped towards me as the puzzle started to make sense in his mind.
“No way!” Mason shook his head in disbelief. “How did he even get your number?”
“Typical Damien, always finding a way, just like me,” I said, shing him a smile. I shrugged and settled back onto the couch.
“You are not going,”
“Why?”
“Can’t you see? This is dangerous! That demon mighte after you for messing with his name,” he warned, my voice filled with concern.
Biting my lower lip, I turned to face the nervous and panicking Mason. “This is what we both wanted… I pulled that stunt for this reason, so I have to see him,” I said, my voice filled with determination.
“Olivia!”
“Calm down, I have another n,”