Misfortune in both work and love seemed to be Vonda Raveena Scoot's constant companion. Just when work pressures had her on edge, she had to endure a broken heart as she witnessed her boyfriend, who also happened to be her subordinate, indulging in a romantic affair within the empty confines of their office space. These two factors were compelling reasons for Vonda to unleash all her emotions at her company's CEO's wedding party. She drowned her sorrows in glass after glass of alcohol until she was intoxicated and decided to call for a ride-hailing service. However, little did she know that her inebriated state would lead her to board the wrong car. "Uh... I'm a bit tipsy. But just because I'm tipsy, I feel like I'm riding in a red Lamborghini taxi." Vonda laughed heartily. Eventually, she found herself pouring her heart out and ended up asking a crazy question. "Sir, you don't have to drive tonight, okay? How about just accompanying me instead? After all, I'm quite pretty, right?" In the days that followed, Vonda came close to considering checking herself into a Mental Health Institution.
Vonda Raveena Scott walked gracefully, adorned in an off-white knee-length gown that mesmerized many with her tall, slender, and beautifully curvaceous figure. The gown's design appeared simple, yet it exuded a seductive and tempting allure, perhaps due to its low-cut neckline, revealing her smooth shoulders and back. Complemented by the elegance of her long legs supported by black seven-centimeter heels, Vonda appeared as a model rightfully stealing the spotlight.
Especially when eyes fell upon the shimmering wavy hair intentionally let loose and the clutch she held in her left hand. It would not be wrong to say that Vonda's appearance was utterly flawless. Her lips, adorned with a shade of expensive red lipstick, faintly moved into a thin smile as she stepped into the luxurious hotel ballroom.
The wedding celebration was grand, exceeding the expectations of both Vonda and the other guests. Few people could pull off such a magnificent wedding in such a short time without meticulous preparation. Vonda had heard it from the circulating gossips; the CEO of Greatech, the company she worked for, was truly head over heels in love with his wife, who had once been his subordinate in Vonda's department.
Their love story carried a sense of drama, arousing the enthusiasm of the invited employees, including Vonda, who was eager to enjoy the festivities. She hoped to spend the night in joy and forget the sorrow she had experienced just yesterday.
Yes! Everyone here is having fun. Who knows? Maybe I could meet a handsome available guy tonight. Hm, what if Mr. Lucas Hernandez is drop-dead gorgeous? Surely, his family is just as fabulous as he is. Oh, how should I approach him? I'm not any less beautiful than Velia Angelica Howell, who now holds the title of Mrs. CEO. Hahaha.
Vonda grinned, feeling her confidence levels soaring, urging her to raise her chin as high as possible, striding with grace like a world-class model on a catwalk. She truly looked...
"Shh! Look, Ms. Scott has arrived."
"Oh, my goodness, she looks stunning."
"Seriously! Her figure is just wow!"
Vonda's smile widened. Hearing those voices, she purposefully flicked her hair a bit, hoping her radiance would spread throughout the party until...
"But Andrew is still clueless, huh? Can't he see that he's openly holding Livy here?"
What?!
Vonda's steps were instantly halted. Her head and eyes now swiveled, searching for the source of the whispers, and... gulp!
Vonda saw them. Not too far away, at a guest table, Andrew Phillips and Livy Barnes were sitting together with their friends, who happened to be Vonda's subordinates as well.
Oh, God. Vonda froze. She could not say anything now, except for the sound she heard in her ears.
Crack!
"Ugh!"
Vonda winced, even the sound of her broken heart was audible. It was truly heartbreaking. This time, she was not sure if her legs could still carry her gracefully, as they did when she first entered. Her knees felt shaky and weak.
Vonda took a deep breath, trying to remain standing upright instead of collapsing to the floor and crawling away. She attempted to keep walking, just before...
"Tsk! Even though Ms. Scott looks absolutely stunning, it's just... Andrew and Livy are way out of line!"
"Exactly. They're showing off their affection shamelessly, even after getting caught in such an embarrassing situation just yesterday."
"I wonder how Ms. Scott must be feeling right now."
My feelings?
Vonda tried to remain calm.
Want to eat glass, huh?
Suddenly, Vonda's confidence began to wane. It gradually diminished, and finally, she turned around. The door was still open for her to leave.
"Hei, Von!"
Vonda turned to see a Human Resources Department employee named Sarah Roberts walking towards her.
"Sarah, I-"
"Wow!" Sarah's eyes widened as she saw Vonda that night. "Oh... my... God! You look so beautiful, Baby."
Vonda winced. She felt like stuffing Sarah's big mouth with the swan-shaped ice sculpture in the middle of the room.
Her head? Her wings? Ah!
Vonda nodded her head.
Maybe I should stuff my whole body into Sarah's mouth. So, she won't be able to breathe anymore!
However, even if Vonda really wanted to do that, it seemed too late. Sarah had already reached out and spun Vonda around to get a better look at her dress. Vonda spun around, torn between wanting to escape from seeing Andrew and Livy's affection or because of Sarah's embarrassing behavior.
Sarah whispered in Vonda's ear, asking softly, "How many installments did you use?"
"It's cash, by the way-"
Sarah covered her mouth with her hand, her eyes darting. "Oh."
"But it was paid using a credit card."
"Huh?"
Sarah looked puzzled, blinking her eyes.
"Listen," Vonda said then. "I don't know what your intentions were to act crazy tonight, Sar."
Sarah's lips pouted.
"It's just... I know you can be a bit wild sometimes. But for tonight, please." Vonda gave her a pleading gaze. "I want to live peacefully without any disturbances."
"Peacefully?" Sarah asked, feigning innocence as she raised her hand to point at a spot, before continuing, "By watching your ex-boyfriend getting cozy with his mistress after catching them red-handed in a compromising position on a chair?"
Vonda took a deep breath, wondering why she ended up with a friend as brainless as Sarah.
"How can you possibly stay calm, Von?"
Vonda winced. "Thank you so much for reminding me of the exact reason Andrew and I broke up, Sarah."
Sarah quickly nodded. "You're welcome." Her hands clasped together on her chest. "By the way... when you broke up, Andrew's... masculinity was still inside Livy, right?"
Vonda glanced at the swan-shaped ice sculpture again.
Okay, it's still not melting.
"Listen," Sarah said, placing her hand on Vonda's shoulder. "You can choose to leave now through that wide-open door." Sarah pointed at the door. "Or you can enjoy this party. Running away means you lose, Von."
"Please, Sarah. This is not a competition."
"It's not, but... it's about your dignity."
Oh!
That statement widened Vonda's eyes.
"You're beautiful, Von. You're not at fault here, so why should you back down?" Sarah asked. "They're the ones creating a scandal, why should you be the one embarrassed? What's there to be ashamed of?"
Vonda blinked again.
"This is one of the reasons why Oceana is becoming more backward. Every time there's a case, the victims are the ones feeling ashamed. Meanwhile, the criminals roam freely without any shame. It's like they've lost their sense of decency. But it's the victims who have to ignore their shame, Von. They didn't do anything wrong."
Vonda's forehead furrowed as Sarah's words started to sink in one by one. She nodded along with the increasing number of words Sarah uttered.
"So, you, as a revolutionary figure, Von. You have to change people's mindsets. Don't let the wrongdoers become the main characters."
Vonda's lips closed. Her face also hardened, and she nodded.
"So, don't run away. Show them your beauty. Your charm, Von," Sarah said with a serious face, just like a criminal figure trying to hypnotize her victim. "The Vonda I know has always been able to turn things around."
"That is it." Vonda nodded again. "I am an undefeated female warrior."
"Yes! That's it, Von. This is the real Vonda."
As a result, Vonda straightened her posture, giving Sarah a cunning glance. "Wanna watch the show, Baby?"
Sarah returned an equally cunning look. "I'll record it, Baby."
*
Azera Cordelia Ross thought her life had reached its maximum limit of misfortune, but it turned out that fate still had surprises in store. Yesterday she was a poor college student running away from a drunken father, and now she was a future Luna locked in the golden room of the Alpha, Oscar Donovan. The prophecy had come true. The herd rejoiced. The ceremony and the feast were ready. Only Era was lost in a question. Am I a werewolf?
The clawless luna, that's what they called her. Vione Celestie Munest had reached a point where she no longer hoped for destiny. Living without a clear origin and claws was painful enough for her. She didn't want to add to her suffering by being humiliated by her Alpha, Usher Thorne. So when Usher decided to sever their bond, Vione's only words were. "I, Vione Celestie Munest, accept your rejection as luna and mate, Alpha Usher Thorne."
Get a job while running into an ex? Oh no! Vanny never expected this to happen in the script of her life. But for Vanny, exes were a species that should be extinct from human civilization. For Haris, on the other hand, it was a different story. For him, exes were a species that should be preserved, especially if it was the only ex he had. So, would Vanny be willing to give up the job to avoid her ex? Or would Haris manage to use the penalty clause in the employment contract? Money or love? Which would they choose?
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Joelle thought she could change Adrian's heart after three years of marriage, but she realized too late that it already belonged to another woman. "Give me a baby, and I'll set you free." The day Joelle went into labor, Adrian was traveling with his mistress on his private jet. "I don't care whom you love. My debt is paid. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other." Not long after Joelle left, Adrian found himself begging on his knees. "Please come back to me."
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"
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My family was on the poverty line and had no way to support me in college. I had to work part-time every day just to make ends meet and afford to get into the university. That was when I met her—the pretty girl in my class that every boy dreamt of asking out. I was well aware she was out of my league. Nevertheless, I mustered all my courage and bravely told her that I had fallen for her. To my surprise, she agreed to be my girlfriend. With the sweetest smile I had ever seen, she told me that she wanted my first gift for her to be the latest and top-of-the-line iPhone. I worked like a dog and even did my classmates’ laundry to save up. My hard work eventually paid off after a month. I finally got to buy what she wanted. But as I was wrapping my gift, I saw her in the dressing room, making out with the captain of the basketball team. She then heartlessly made fun of my inadequacy and made a fool out of me. To make things worse, the guy whom she cheated on me with even punched me in the face. Desperation washed over me, but there was nothing I could do but lie on the floor as they trampled on my feelings. But then, my father called me out of the blue, and my life turned upside down. It turned out that I was a billionaire's son.
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."