Tricia Watts paused in her footsteps, her gaze settling on her friend for a while. Her arms crossed over her chest, one index finger tapping her cheek in contemplation.
"Plagiarism...?" she murmured.
"Then her eyes narrowed coldly, glinting with a dangerous curiosity. "And what do you stand to gain if you succeed?"
into the plush couch, casually swirling the wine in her glass. Her legs were elegantly crossed, eyes narrowing in thought and the light in her eyes darkened with calculation.
"Well..." she said slowly, a cold smirk curling up her lips, "I stand to gain so many things."
Triciaās lips tightened slightly as she watched Sonia. That smirk, arrogant and unbothered spoke volumes. She gave a small shake of her head.
She and Sonia had always been good friendsāthough in separate countries, their friendship had sparked the first time they boarded the same plane. Tricia was returning to Noveria after a business trip, and Sonia was heading there for a summit.
They had been seated side by side in first class, and with introductions out of the way, their mutual admiration quickly grewāthe blending of two elegant ladies.
Both exuded class and competenceāTricia, the poised heiress of Watts Group, and Sonia, the sharp, ambitious owner of Deluxe Wears and the proposed heiress of Zak Group. It was a friendship born of status and shared ambition.
Since then, they had become the best of friends, several business dealings in between and close alliance with each other.
Taking a look at the reason why she had arrived in country Y, Tricia felt her resolve hardening. Davis and Jessica must pay for all the insults and pain she had suffered.
To exert her revenge she had set her launch on the same day as Davis but surprisingly Lady Bright had stepped in to change her game...
The result had come in ways she never expected..
On the night of that launch, She had made every effort to poach Lady Bright to her side but she had snubbed her and treated her like trash.
"What audacity!" She fumed.
Tricia had been on tenterhooks with the situations surrounding the company and the future of the company hanging by a thread as her investors pulled out..
Still trying to process it all, Tricia found herself even more rattled that the situation was thanks to Davisās interference.
Her fury snapped. But even in her anger, she knew she couldnāt let Watts Group fall.
Yet what enraged her more was Danielās betrayal. Instead of reconciling with J&D Globals on her behalf, he had sold the groupās leadership to them.
Surprisingly when she was hoping to recover from the bad news then came the final insult.
Daniel Watts, an illegitimate son not worthy of the Watts name took over the management of the companyāan approval granted by the patriarch in the directive of J&D GLOBALS (Davis and Jessica).
While she, the recognized president, was demoted to Chief Operating Officer,
She had laughed bitterly at the irony.
But she wasnāt going to go down without a fight.
Determined, she visited Country Y for the annual, epoch-making Angels Wears showcase. But digging deeper into the event details, she was hit with another shockāJessica wasnāt just the lead designer of Angels Wears; she was its CEO.
That was it, the insult complete. She canāt help marveling. With all honesty, Jessicaās audacity left her reeling.
But this isnāt as shocking as the revelation she got, a truth she still dared not believe. Jessica was Lady Brightāand also Davisās wife, this truth struck her like a slap in the face, it tasted so bitter in her mouth.


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