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“That’s impossible. She won’t be interested in Vincent. That guy is as old as her dad,” Jeremy muttered with a deep frown.
However, Xavier was worked up “That might not be the case! Who knows? Madam might be interested in older men! Why else would she have fallen for you? You’re six years older than her.”
Jeremy shot a death glare at Xavier. A six-year difference paled in comparison to a twenty-year age gapl
Xavier, scared witless, quickly sealed his lips and gestured to keep his lips “zipped”, in what seemed like a cute but pitiful move.
him. Instead, he was dismayed at and threatened by the availability of excellent suitors around Alyssa.
“Oh my god! The CEO of an international luxury jewelry brand admitted publicly that their products took inspiration from Alexa’s work! Isn’t that like digging their own graves?”
“I don’t think so. I appreciate his honesty. Besides, they were only inspired by Alexa’s work; they didn’t directly copy her designs.”
“We did base our entire collection on her designs,” Vincent confessed after overhearing the reporters’
discussion.
He further elaborated, “Madam Alexa was well aware of it. I privately confirmed with her, and she even granted us permission to create the ‘Eternal Bloom’ collection inspired by her ‘Dark Rose’ series. She was actively involved in the design process.”
A collective gasp of astonishment filled the room. Meanwhile, Zoe’s once-gleeful expression had frozen in disbelief.
“That’s why I’m delighted that Ms. Alyssa wore Alexa’s jewelry for our event,” Vincent added, his gaze briefly drifting toward Alyssa before looking away.
“There’s another detail that you might not be aware of, Ms. Harper.” Alyssa chuckled. “AX has maintained a good working relationship with Alexa.
“AX’s VIP members are familiar with the rule that allows them to wear Alexa’s designs at any AX event.
Not only that, the wearer will be upgraded to the VVIP seat.
“But that’s not all. AX also offers a lifetime of free repair and jewelry care services to customers who own pieces by Alexa. Ms. Harper, why did you not know about this rule if you’re a huge fan of AX?”
Zoe’s face paled. She was speechless. She might own many jewelry from AX, but the entry barrier for a membership was beyond her means.
Not only did she have to meet a minimum spending threshold at AX stores, but the brand also thoroughly evaluated membership applicants based on their family backgrounds.
As she couldn’t secure membership solely by virtue of being Landon’s sister, she was unaware of the unspoken rule among the AX members!
Book a step back, putting some distance between herself and Zoe to steer clear of the ongoing controversy.
The reporters who came to their senses scrutinized Zoe.
One of them remarked, “So, Ms. Harper was pointing fingers, even though she wasn’t even a VIP member at AX. That’s quite absurd.”
Another chimed in, saying, “She should have minded her own business.”
A third reporter added, “She believes she can have a say just because she bought a few pieces from AX.
Look at her, making these bold accusations in front of the CEO, who probably doesn’t even know her name. It’s rather tactless. She’s no match for Ms. Alyssa!”
Zoe couldn’t help but grumble inwardly about the media. How could they compare her to Alyssa?
Zoe’s mind went blank as she almost blacked out from the anger. That was the greatest humiliation she had endured in her young life.
Alyssa paid no attention to Zoe as she left the scene, chatting merrily with Vincent and Ada.
The reporters flocked after them, leaving Zoe behind. Her face drained of color.
“Zoe! T-This is bad!” Betty hurried over and tugged on Zoe’s arm. She hissed nervously, “Jeremy is here!”
“J-Jeremy? Where?” Feeling guilty, Zoe sweated profusely.
“He was standing not far away and saw everything that happened! He appeared out of nowhere, like a ghost. I didn’t even notice when he arrived or how much of it he saw!”
Zoe inhaled sharply and rigidly turned around. She spotted Jeremy’s tall, stern silhouette glaring at her from the shadows.
A suffocating sensation gripped her throat. Her breathing, heart rate, and thoughts seemed to stall.
“J-Jeremy!”
Furrowing his brows, Jeremy coldly shook his head and walked away with Xavier following closely behind.
Zoe had a sick feeling in the pit of her stomach. She stumbled backward. Jeremy’s gaze seemed like a knife, severing the ties between him and her. a
Zoe buried her face in her palms and sobbed loudly in the washroom. Her delicate eye makeup was smudged, and her eyeliner and glitter were everywhere.
She grumbled, “Damn it! Why isn’t that bitch dead yet? She should’ve been run over by a car or something!”
She cried not only because Alyssa outmaneuvered her at the event. More damningly, Jeremy caught her in the act of creating trouble for Alyssa. This time, she could not talk her way out of it. 1
“Exactly. Why hasn’t karma caught up with her?” Betty cursed Alyssa alongside Zoe, but she was secretly gleeful about Zoe’s defeat. (1
“Why didn’t you do anything about it? Not a word from you!” Zoe released her anger on Betty.
“I-I was too dumb to think of anything. You’ve always been the one to come up with ideas. I’m useless here. If I were smarter, I’d have handled Alyssa myself,” Betty hurriedly explained.
Between sobs, Zoe hissed, “Is there no news from Abigail yet? Has she not found anything to exploit?
That useless loser!”
“Stay calm. She will help us because she hates Alyssa to the bone.”
Right then, Betty’s phone buzzed. After checking the caller’s name, she grinned evilly and waved her phone at Zoe. “Guess who this is? It’s a call from Abigail!”
Zoe clenched her jaw. “This time, I want Alyssa Taylor to crash! I want all her efforts to go to waste!”
Vincent led Alyssa and Ada to the backstage dressing room, where they chatted and sipped champagne.
After a while, Ada’s manager summoned her for an important interview, leaving only Alyssa and Vincent
In the room.
“It’s been three years since we last met. How have you been, Alyssa?” Vincent gave her a fatherly look, devoid of any romantic passion.
“Just like what you see. I’m still the old me.” Alyssa opened her arms with a cool smile.
“You seem more worldly than three years ago. I can see in your weathered eyes that you went through a lot. Where did you go in the three years you vanished? Did you travel the world for inspiration?” Vincent detected a hint of melancholy in her expression and asked with genuine concern.
“Nah, I did not go traveling. I wasted three years working as a slave, and I’m completely burned out.”
Alyssa let out a sigh with an empty look in her eyes.
“You’re as funny as before.” He clinked glasses with her and chuckled. “When do you plan to reveal your identity as Alexa publicly? It’s a pity to keep this remarkable identity under wraps.”
“I’ll take it a step at a time. I have other priorities now. While announcing my identity is nice, I do not want to attract trouble right now.”
She scrunched up her eyes. “If I plan to drop my identity, I need to make sure that the move is meaningful and creates the greatest effect at the right time.”
“That’s classic Alexa. You always maximize your gains, never allowing yourself to lose out.” He beamed at her. “We’re old friends now. If you run into any trouble or troublemaker, just tell me.
“This isn’t Yoarkley. I’m afraid your influence as a duke doesn’t hold much sway here,” Alyssa replied carelessly after she grasped the meaning behind his words.
“Ms. Harper has always wanted to join the AX membership. We initially had her on our shortlist, but today’s incident clearly shows that she is far from qualified to be our VIP member.”
Still wearing a smile, he added, “A few days ago, Mrs. Harper and Lucille Schmidt were appealing to me, hoping I’d attend their charity events. I thought hard about it, but now, I have made up my mind.”
Alyssa shrugged. “As long as you’re happy, I’m fine with whatever you decide.”
Her non-reply was in fact a silent approval of Vincent’s decision. Anyone who wanted to lay a finger on her, regardless of their identity, would not be spared.
When the show was about to start, Vincent led Alyssa out of the dressing room. They didn’t manage to get far before a cold and alluring voice stopped them.
“Alyssa Taylor.”
She started and turned around with a frown. There, she saw Jeremy’s silhouette approaching her. He wore a calm expression.
Vincent came to a realization when he saw the hostile look in the eyes of the approaching man. Chortling, he whispered, “Ms. Alyssa, is he a friend of yours?”