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Book Title: Return of the Cold Hearted Empress

Author: Ahce Darato Torres

Date Published: July 4, 2020

Book Status: Ongoing

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She is a legendary figure who dominates business and reigns military power. With an ancient ring in her hand, she became prodigiously gifted at almost everything, but pity that she bears a curse of never falling in love. Envied by many, she is trap in a loveless family whose members maim her wings and force her to early death. However, her soul is summoned in the body of a heavily poisoned good-for-nothing miss whom everyone despises and plotted-against.

Now that she has taken over, who dares to bite her back?

Wherever she walks danger and miracles follow! Accepting a new life in another era fills her journey with endless adventure, there she meets several powerful figures who become her closest allies and help her discover the truth about her mysterious death.

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(Letter to the Readers)

Dear Readers,

Greetings to my beloved readers, I just want to thank you for giving this book a chance to be heard. It has been a few months since Covid19 wreaked havoc around the world, tucking us into our homes for safety and security. I am delighted to be able to write and present such odd Ancient-Chinese themed novel to all of you. I know somehow most people around my age and younger are bored at home, so might as well motivate everyone to read and enhance their reading comprehension/ critical thinking skills. As an amateur Filipino teen writer I am not expecting so much from this book, but I can't help it, I want to be able to share a story to the mass and escape the world of reality for a while. Your reviews, comments and support are very much appreciated so don't forget to leave a note. I as a college student also want to improve my writing skills, so I'll thank everyone in advance. And I just want to remind everyone to avoid plagiarism, let's respect people's property and just enjoy reading, get lost in the world of imagination and have fun.

Please keep yourselves safe and follow WHO guidelines.

Love lots,

Ahce

She is a legendary figure who dominates business and reigns military power. With an ancient ring in her hand, she became prodigiously gifted at almost everything, but pity that she bears a curse of never falling in love. Envied by many, she is trap in a loveless family whose members maim her wings and force her to early death. However, her soul is summoned in the body of a heavily poisoned good-for-nothing miss whom everyone despises and plotted-against.

Now that she has taken over, who dares to bite her back? 

Wherever she walks danger and miracles follow! Accepting a new life in another era fills her journey with endless adventure, there she meets several powerful figures who become her closest friends and help her discover the truth about her mysterious death.

Book Title: Fated to Love You (命中註定愛你)
Author: Ahce Darato Torres
Pseudonym: AhceSthirteen
Date Published: May 19, 2020
Book Status: Ongoing
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5. Events – celebration, ritual events, incidents/ accidents
6. Story Plot Sequencing – Chapter Conceptualization
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She was a legendary figure, a genius neurosurgeon, a renowned lawyer and one of pillars of wildlife conservation. Her brainpower was too horrifying that the government saw her as an imposing threat to their jurisdiction. One day Feng Jiang Lei was sent to work for diplomatic relations with the terrorists and deal with the aftermath of risking her life to fulfill her duty. It could have been successful, but she was assassinated and died by the hands of her childhood best friend. Remembering that no matter how important a person is to you, there will come a time that love will abandon and betray you.
He was the son of an affluent technological expert, a professor from Harvard University and the heir to AdTech-Space Developers Corporation. Professor Qin Xue Rong spearheaded the expedition to Jupiter and ventured the lands of the unknown yet one night the great red spot appeared without warnings, thus putting everyone at risk. He could have saved his life, but he sacrificed his own to save his people and send them back to earthly safely. He was then sucked by the storm, bringing with him was a 17-Petaflop Titan Supercomputer and Valkyria the most advanced space humanoid robot.
But the gods seemed to have different plans. Two lost souls with untimely death were fated to meet in the era of the past and change the mistakes of the history. One became the wicked and outrageous miss who was banished to the mountains as the star of destruction. While the other was the fool who was stripped from his noble title and left to rot in the forest. Despised and plotted against, will they survive the test of time?
"What are you inventing hubby?" she asked
"A cultivation booster for my wifey!" he answered
"Will we get richer?" she asked again
"Indeed the richest!" he answered and kissed her forehead gently.
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Dear Readers,
Greetings to my beloved readers, I just want to thank you for giving this book a chance to be heard. It has been a few months since Covid19 wreaked havoc around the world, tucking us into our homes for safety and security. I am delighted to be able to write and present such odd Ancient-Chinese themed novel to all of you. I know somehow most people around my age and younger are bored at home, so might as well motivate everyone to read and enhance their reading comprehension/ critical thinking skills. As an amateur Filipino teen writer I am not expecting so much from this book, but I can't help it, I want to be able to share a story to the mass and escape the world of reality for a while. Your reviews, comments and support are very much appreciated so don't forget to leave a note. I as a college student also want to improve my writing skills, so I'll thank everyone in advance. And I just want to remind everyone to avoid plagiarism, let's respect people's property and just enjoy reading, get lost in the world of imagination and have fun.
Please keep yourselves safe and follow WHO guidelines.
Love lots,
Ahce

Abby went through the next year in a blur. She forced herself to keep studying because it was the only thing that kept her going. She stopped spending time with her friends and spent way too much time looking through old memories of her sister. 
Photo albums. Home videos. Katie's diaries and social media accounts. It was impossible to accept that she was truly gone even though Abby didn't get her daily random texts anymore. 
Graduation was especially hard. A few of her aunts and uncles had come out for the occasion but it wasn't the same. Her parents should have been there. Katie should have been there. 
Losing her parents had been horrible but at least she had Katie to hold her together. Who was supposed to hold her together now that she had lost her best friend? 
Abby got a well-paid graphic design job right off the bat and buried herself in her work. But when she wasn't able to do that, she decided to finally get to the list of things Katie had always bugged her about watching and reading that she never had time for. 
Comics. Novels. TV shows. She spent several months consuming all that media and frequenting stopping to sob as she wondered which parts her sister had wanted her to see the most. She only recommended things she was certain Abby would like. 
 Once that list was complete, Abby felt like she had lost her sister all over again. There was nothing left that Katie was telling her to do. 
That was how she ended up desperately checking her sister's old Goodreads account for every book she had ever bothered to post a review for, both good and bad. She found herself frequently agreeing with the reviews Katie had left behind. 
Even though not all of the books were her cup of tea, Abby felt a little closer to her sister again. She was a bit confused when she got to From Pastry Chef to Princess though. For the first time, she didn't agree with Katie's review. 
'If you're looking for a cute, cliché fantasy love story with 2-D characters and minimal world-building this is the book for you. (I literally only read it because someone left it behind at the doctor's office and I was stuck waiting for three hours)'
What about these characters was 2-D in her mind? Sure, Prince Alpheus had been pretty boring at first but Catherine du Pont was a riot. Watching him fall for her had actually been pretty fun even though she was frustratingly resistant to him. 
The book was in his point of view, which didn't make a lot of sense. It seemed more like Catherine, who preferred to be called Katie, was the main character. But the synopsis on the back of the novel had clearly indicated this book was about Marcy. 
Abby's heart ached as she read because this Katie reminded her so much of her own. Tears ran down her face as she laughed at some of the things this girl said and did. It was a fantasy novel but she didn't act like she belonged in it at all. 
She was surprised that things like pizza and doughnuts were included in the book, especially since none of the other characters seemed to know anything about them. There were a lot of inconsistencies like that. 
The book's Katie was a know-it-all bookworm with a weird sense of humor just like her sister. And she seemed oddly like one of those transmigrated characters in the comics from the list Katie gave her even though everyone else truly believed she was Catherine du Pont. 
Abby became more and more confused as the story went on. The only reason she hadn't stopped reading at all was because she felt oddly drawn to this character and what she was dealing with. 
More than halfway through the book, she read something so shocking that she dropped it slipped right through her fingers and onto the ground.  
"My name was Katrina Pullman but I had gone by Katie my entire life. I am not from Annalaias or any of the surrounding nations. I am from another world in a place called Arizona. Everything I ever said was from the country…was actually from my home.
"All of my knowledge came from things I learned back home. Jellyfish…politics…card games…hat looms….I want to be a librarian because that was my job before. I died in a carriage accident and somehow woke up in Catherine du Pont's body."
All of the odd things about Katie finally fit together in her husband's mind as she continued to speak but Abby felt like she might pass out after checking the next several pages multiple times to be sure she wasn't hallucinating. 
Was this some kind of sick joke? How would this author have even known that Katrina Pullman died in a car accident? Let alone that she had lived in Arizona and had a sister named Abby? 
There were too many specific details from Katie's life in this book. The author had to have known her but that didn't make sense either. Katie had been such a private person. She spent all of her free time alone or video chatting with her little sister when Abby wasn't swamped with homework or had other plans. 
She frantically flipped the book over to check who the author was. Janine Everett. Abby had never heard of her. She wanted to angrily demand how her sister had ended up inside this author's story—was there no respect for the dead anymore?—but she was compelled to finish it first to see if there were any more weird facts about Katie in there. 
Abby ended up rereading the entire book twice, skipping over unimportant parts that didn't specifically mention anything weird or different about Katie. She wrote down every single instance in a notebook, with page and paragraph numbers for reference. 
The next thing she did was track that author down. She had a website—apparently this wasn't the only book she had ever published—and on it was an email address for fans to contact her through. 
She sent a very strongly worded message demanding to know what was going on with this book. To her surprise, the author wanted to meet with her face to face so they set up a time to video chat.

Katie Pullman, a chronically ill girl who spends her life immersed in fiction, suddenly finds herself inside a novel she has read. Thrown right into the thick of things, she desperately tries to keep the plot intact but happy endings aren't always as they seem...

Some people did not treasure their lives. The day's meeting was regarding the new companies they might take under their wing, and some of their representatives decided to ingratiate themselves with Kyro before the meeting even started. However, when one man left almost in tears, the others finally realized that this was a minefield they should approach with care. 

The meeting then passed in relative calm. 

When Kyro returned to his office, it was past one o'clock. Opening his email, he found that there was a message from the detective. 

[Why would you have me investigate some missing girl in another continent? My connections are great, but they're on this side of the Atlantic.] 

'Missing girl?' That part startled him. Why was she missing? It brought her no advantages, did it? 

He quickly clicked on the attachment and opened the pdf file. The first page had a dossier style introduction. On the left there was a photo of the girl, while on the right there was some basic information about her. 

[Name: Iris     Surname: Warren
Age: 23        Date of Birth: 09-17-1994 
Sex: Female    Country: United Kingdom]

Below were a number of her social media accounts, but he passed them by for the moment and looked at the 'Background' section. 

[Iris was born in Kendal in 1994. Her parents were both British and happily married for three years. When Iris was four, her parents were in a car accident. Her mother died on the spot, while her father was brought to the hospital, but his life could not be saved. Two days later, he died as well. 

After that, Iris went to live with her mother's older sister Madeline Nicholls, who is a graphic designer. She didn't earn much from that, so they were part of the lower middle class. 

There are few records of Iris' life after that. She has never attended any competitions or won any prizes. Her school life lacked any achievements. 

Once she finished high school, she took  a year off before starting her studies. There's no data regarding what she did during that time. When she applied for college, it was for one place and a degree in Economics. Her marks during exams were average, neither too good nor on the verge of failing. 

This year, on May 29th, she disappeared without a trace. She came to class, stayed for half a lecture, then was gone before anyone could notice. No one has seen her since then. The strange thing here, her aunt has not reported this to the police as a missing person's case.] 

Kyro leaned back in his chair, trying to make sense of what he'd read. This did seem like a perfect profile for someone nefarious, and that last comment about the aunt was highly suspicious. Yet this life could also be true. The girl did act like she had nowhere else to be besides his place. 

'I really need some damn answers,' he thought while massaging his temples. 

…

When Iris woke up, it was already past midday. For a moment, she lay without moving, hoping to fall asleep again. In her subconsciousness, she knew that something bad would happen once she opened her eyes. 

Her stomach growled soon, though, and she forced herself to get up. Blinking, she noticed that she was covered by a blanket. 'That wasn't there yesterday,' she noted, puzzling over the matter. 'Kyro must have put it on me!' 

And then the dam was broken. The memories from yesterday came crashing in, and she dug herself under the blanket to hide her face. "I'm an idiot, I'm such an idiot!" she whispered, almost in tears. 

Instead of acting like a person, she had been stuttering and not saying anything, avoiding him. In his own apartment. She was a stranger, more or less, yet acting like it was fine for her to stay here without any explanation. When he wanted to talk, she even fell asleep! 

'He must think I'm a fool and a joke by now.' 

But it was too damn embarrassing! First, he mentioned seeing what happened in the warehouse. Then, he asked about how Lucifer got injured, and his voice when she said that it was to protect her… It was full of so much incredulity, she wanted to die from shame… 

'Argh… He'll probably want to talk to me when he wakes up again, and this time I won't be able to avoid it…' 

She stayed hidden for a bit longer, debating whether she was more hungry or more afraid of meeting Kyro. The latter was an incredibly scary proposition, but she was starving. 

Without making a sound, she crawled off the sofa and went toward the kitchen. On her way, she noticed that the bedroom's door was open, and light was coming in there from the open curtains. She sneaked closer to get a better look, and her face brightened up with a wide smile. 

'He's not home!' 

This was the best news there could be. Even if it was delaying the inevitable, she did not mind. Anything that allowed her to stay around here for a bit longer was a welcome turn of events. 

Freely then, she went into the kitchen to raid the refrigerator, but there was nothing there besides a pack of blueberries, five eggs, and an old tomato. 'This… I know my refrigerator was lean when I lived alone, but this… There's nothing to eat here!' 

She wanted to give Kyro a good talking regarding the state of food in his apartment, but he wasn't around. Thus, she was forced to just scramble the eggs with salt and pepper and keep quiet. At least there were blueberries for a desert. 

When finishing the last berry, she couldn't help but lament to Lucifer, who had come over to check on her, "I've turned into a human, so why is my diet still the same as when I was a fox?"

Iris didn’t think much of her life until one day she found herself in the body of a baby fox. Before she could wrap her head around it, she was bullied by a kid and saved by a handsome stranger. It was almost like a fairy tale ending, just why is she still a fox?! Is there like a certain duration or will she need to stay like this forever? No way!

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Staying with Eva certainly wasn't boring. On the first night they were at her house she insisted they were going to burn through as many Disney movies as possible so Hazel would know who all they bothered standing in line to take pictures with. 
She hadn't realized her lack of knowledge had been so apparent. But Eva wasn't unkind about it. It seemed more like she wanted to share something fun that she liked than she thought Hazel was crazy for not knowing before. 
Most of the movies were pretty cute. Exactly the sort of things kids tended to eat up. 
Hazel had enjoyed it too once upon a time. Her parents used to put those types of movies on for her and sometimes even take her to see them in theaters. 
She used to wish they would play movies while she was in the mental hospital. But after meeting Will and hearing all of the amazing things there were to know about the real world, the fictional one hadn't appealed to her as much anymore. 
Besides, once she got out her uncle wasn't the type to allow children's movies in his house. He didn't like the slightest bit of noise indicating she existed most of the time. That was the only reason he supplied her with minimal art supplies. 
Drawing was always an effective way to shut her up. As she went back to school and was able to check out books from its library she tried to draw the things she read about. There were even some guides on how to draw that helped her a lot as she tried to improve. 
Hazel spent the remainder of her elementary school days and most of middle school as well refining her technique. She was so absorbed by all there was to learn that she had no interest in friends so it wasn't like anybody other than her uncle would have taken her to the movies either. 
When they weren't watching movies, Eva wanted to hear more about Hazel's life. There really wasn't much to tell leaving out her juicy past. She was a pretty boring person. 
Talking about her art was a fairly safe topic. She mentioned that she had been interested in it basically her whole life so it was the obvious career choice even though people advised her against it. 
Everything had worked out in the end. She landed this comic job, which looked great on her resume. And after that she ended up married to someone who was willing and able to buy her all the art supplies she could ever want. Will had kept his promise quite well even if it was later than she had hoped. 
Getting here had been a rough road though. Her uncle didn't support her dreams and refused to pay for her to go to art school. He had barely acknowledged her when she got a scholarship by buying her a school sweatshirt. 
All of her high school teachers (except the art teacher) were against it too. They thought she was wasting her brains on a field that wouldn't pay well or offer a consistent job unless she decided to be a graphic designer. 
Hazel didn't want to spend her entire life creating lifeless things for other people. She refused to go down that road, even if it meant picking up a bunch of odd jobs to get by. 
Graphic designers didn't have any sort of creative freedom whatsoever in her mind. She needed to be unrestrained and free in her art or she felt choked. Even working with a finicky author like Eva was far superior to making logos all day. 
The nice thing was that Eva understood how she felt about taking the easy road. She could have gone to grad school to become a social worker like every other psychology major she knew because it was the 'smart choice' with that degree. Social workers, like graphic designers, were in high demand. 
But she was one to take the road less traveled by. If she went back to grad school it would be to specialize in the very specific field she wanted and nothing less. 
She had told Hazel how she ended up where she was now, in what her mother called 'a career dead end.' Yes, she was working two jobs and didn't have the most glamorous lifestyle but she made enough to do fun things every so often like their trip in Florida. 
The point was that she was doing what she wanted and didn't feel a rush to change that. Hazel could respect that. 
What she was less fond of was that Eva's interest in true crime and serial killers was because she was genuinely intrigued by criminology. Her eventual goal was to work for the FBI as a profiler. 
Wanting to catch people like her parents' killer wasn't the part she was upset by. It was how she consumed countless amounts of media about serial killers and other famous criminals and helped perpetuate sales and popularity for those things. 
It was people like her who kept the market for such grotesque things open. Those she truly despised—the people who capitalized on other people's pain by writing books picking apart the sick minds of killers—made money off of people like Eva. It was why they kept doing it. 
She had seen the book on the Bay Area Blade that had largely inspired his inclusion in that docuseries in a stack on the coffee table. It had taken all of her willpower to keep her mouth shut about it.
The series had already started airing and Hazel desperately hoped Eva wouldn't want to watch it while she was stuck here. She wasn't sure she would calmly be able to explain why she couldn't bear to watch that crap. 
Three days passed and there was no sign of the snow letting up back home so she would have to stay here a while longer. That show aired on Sundays and it was Thursday now. More than anything she wanted the airport to be cleared for travel before then.

“I’ll marry anyone who will take me!” Hazel declared loudly. “I don’t need love!”

“Get down!” Will hissed. “You don’t know what kind of people are lurking around in here! Talking like that might get you killed!”

==

Hazel Dixon thought she was putting her troubled past behind her. But when the person she thought she trusted most betrays her, she loses her head and proposes to an entire bar full of strangers. 

Enter Will Sheffield, a charming stranger who decides to take her up on her offer to save her from herself. 

He spoils her rotten without expecting anything in return and Hazel's confusion only grows. She doesn't know why he is acting this way. Or why he reminds her so much of the 'dangerous' childhood friend she thought was gone forever...

A pink blush spread from An Xiaxia's cheeks all the way to behind her ears and down her neck as she blinked her bright black eyes and bit her lower lip.
"I… I don't," she denied stubbornly.
Sheng Yize let out a long "ooooooh" and stared right into her eyes. "So why does it have anything to do with you whether I choose to play a game or shoot a scene?"
"I'm just afraid that you might get hurt!" An Xiaxia blurted out anxiously, then covered her mouth right away.
Shit. She just admitted it willingly herself!
Afraid of him getting hurt was indeed caring about him… 
She had just skillfully slapped her own face… 
She was so flustered that her eyes glistened with tears. Waving her little fists around, she contested, "So what if I do! I care about you as a classmate, a deskmate, and a friend! What's wrong with that!"
The corners of Sheng Yize's mouth lifted up and there was delight in his eyes.
This little woman that wouldn't speak her heart.
He remembered a saying: there was never enough truth spoken in this world, and the flushed cheeks of a woman transcended a lengthy speech.
Her cheeks were redder than a monkey's bottom and she still wouldn't admit it.
After sensing the girl's feelings for him, Sheng Yize raised his eyebrows and helped her up. He then said in a cocky tone, "Come, let's get you home."
An Xiaxia trotted after him guiltily.
-
The Porsche stopped outside the An family home.
Sheng Yize walked her in when a delivery guy happened to arrived with a parcel. An Xiaxia signed it and checked the receipt suspiciously. It turned out to be from Su Xiaomo.
Why act so mysterious… 
She ripped the package open and saw the "Rong×Sheng Graphic Novel" on the cover. The timing couldn't have been any worse.
Panic-stricken, she tried to hide it, but only dropped it on the ground clumsily.
Sheng Yize sighed. "You're such a dummy!"
Despite his scornful tone, he still deigned to bend down and pick it up himself.
His sharp eyes glanced over the open pages and he saw that it looked like an album of paintings, with illustrations and text. Both the binding and the design layout looked rather nice.
However… why did the illustrations look so… um, wrong… 
He frowned and took a closer look. He couldn't believe his eyes.
"An Xiaxia, you're reading this stuff now?" he furrowed his brow and asked in a surprised tone.
Papa An was making coffee behind the bar and asked with a smile, "What is it?"
An Xiaxia panicked and covered Sheng Yize's mouth. "Don't you have a scene to shoot? Off you go!"
Sheng Yize narrowed his eyes and smiled. "Sis Ke is so busy these days, but I need a junior assistant on site. Uncle An, may I bring Xiaxia with me to give me a hand?"
"Of course," replied the good-tempered Papa An.
Hence, An Xiaxia was loaded back into the car.
On the way to the filming site.
Sheng Yize flipped through the book gracefully page by page and his face grew dark as he went on.
An Xiaxia wished there was a hole in the ground that she could bury herself in!
The book was none other than the Rong Che/Sheng Yize fanfiction Su Xiaomo, Mu Li, and herself had come up with a while ago.
She had written the entire plot, which was nothing but a short, heart-warming piece of slash fiction. However, once embellished by Su Xiaomo's vivid imagination, it had turned into almost nothing but hentai illustrations.
Sheng Yize snapped the book shut after finishing the last page and squeezed the words out through his teeth —
"An Xiaxia! Do you have a death wish?!"
An Xiaxia huddled in a corner and wailed, "I– I'm sorry…"


As an anti-fan of the idol group, Starry Night, An Xiaxia is happy to spend her time online slandering lead singer Sheng Yize. 

But things take an unexpected turn when An Xiaxia starts high school - the Starry Night trio somehow becomes her classmates, and even end up moving into her house. 

Also, the nation’s idol Sheng Yize seems particularly interested in An Xiaxia for some reason...

Sheng Yize: Xiaxia, if I and a chicken wing fall into the water together, which one will you save?

An Xiaxia: Hm… I can't swim, so obviously you're going to save yourself and get my chicken wing out!

Sheng Yize: I thought I was the nation’s idol???

desainer gaun itu, itu bukan Miss Song, kan? "

"Saya mendengar bahwa tahun ini Grup Huang masuk ke pasar Eropa dan Amerika dengan desain bergaya Kuno, dan bahwa setiap karya mereka berkualitas tinggi."

"Jika kamu mengatakannya seperti ini, maka perancang gaun kejuaraan itu pastilah Miss Song."

Di tengah percakapan mereka, wanita cantik, berpakaian dari ujung ke ujung dengan mewah, tiba-tiba melihat Keira. "Miss Song, gaun kejuaraan kompetisi mode, apakah kamu benar-benar mendesainnya?

"Aku tahu dia melakukannya. Lagipula, gaun ini sangat mirip dengan yang lain. " Song Keira sedang mempertimbangkan bagaimana menjawab mereka ketika seorang wanita lain menyela dengan balasan. Wajah cantik Song Keyra menggantung senyum elegan. Ketika mereka memulai percakapan mereka, hampir semua mata di tempat itu menatapnya. Song Keyra ingin menyatakan bahwa dia bukan perancang gaun kejuaraan, tetapi ketika dia melihat ke atas, dia melihat bahwa semua orang mengenakan ekspresi penuh harap sambil menatapnya. Bahkan Ayla memiliki ekspresi memuja di wajahnya. Hatinya yang sia-sia mengambil alih. Dia merasa bahwa hari ini dia telah berubah menjadi protagonis partai.

Saat dia hendak menjawab mereka, dia memperhatikan sosok Woojin.

Song Aily memegang lengannya saat dia berdiri tidak jauh, menatapnya. Mata Huang Woojin gelap seperti tinta, sorot matanya sangat dalam dan tak terduga. Song Keira tidak bisa mengatakan apa yang dipikirkannya, tetapi Song Aily yang berdiri di sampingnya tampaknya mempertanyakannya dengan tatapannya, 

"Apakah kamu benar-benar perancang gaun kejuaraan?"

Melihat ekspresi itu membuat hati Keyra tidak nyaman.

"Hak atas gaun itu milik Grup Huang, aku tidak merasa sopan untuk memberikannya kepada Ayla, jadi aku mendesain ulang sendiri. Song Keyra menarik garis pandangnya dari Woojin dan tersenyum pada sekelompok wanita yang berdiri di depannya.

"Bukankah aku baru saja mengatakannya? Hanya Keyra yang cukup berbakat untuk mendesain gaun yang begitu indah. " Ayla memegang gaun itu saat dia melihat Keyra dengan pujian: "Keyra, kau terlalu sopan!"

"Miss Song memang wanita paling berbakat di industri fashion."

...

Song Keyra sangat senang dipuji oleh semua orang. Perasaan kesombongannya telah terpenuhi hingga yang tertinggi, tetapi wajahnya menunjukkan senyum yang rendah hati.

Dia sengaja mencuri pandang ke Woojin dan Song Aily. Melihat bahwa ekspresi Woojin persis sama seperti sebelumnya dan tidak benar-benar berubah, dia menghela nafas lega. Dia takut Woojin mungkin marah pada kebohongannya, tetapi ketika dia melihat ekspresi terkejut Song Aily, Song Keira mengangkat dagunya tinggi-tinggi. Ada jejak kesombongan dan kebanggaan di wajahnya saat dia berjalan dengan cepat.

Aily, apakah kamu melihatnya? Jadi bagaimana jika kamu memiliki wajah cantik dan tubuh yang cantik?  Posisi seorang dewi berbakat adalah tempat duduk yang tidak akan pernah bisamu duduki. Bahkan jika kamu adalah istri Woojin, kamu tidak akan pernah dihujani pujian dan penyembahan.

Aily sedikit menyandarkan kepalanya ke arah Woojin Wajahnya tersenyum tipis ketika dia dengan lembut bertanya: "Pemenang kompetisi pakaian memiliki hak untuk menjual produk mereka sendiri. Kapan hak tersebut dibeli oleh Grup Huang? "

Woojin memiringkan kepalanya dan menatapnya dengan senyum yang bukan senyum, "Ketika kamu bersedia menjual, saat itulah dia akan dibeli."

Song Aily menghela nafas tak berdaya dan sedih: "Sekarang semua orang berpikir gaun itu dirancang oleh Song Keyra. Jika saya menjualnya kepadamu, mereka tidak akan percaya bahwa aku adalah orang yang mendesainnya. "

Sudut bibir Woojin melengkung, mengungkapkan senyum yang tidak mungkin bagi orang lain untuk melihat,

 "Apakah kamu tidak membungkus gaun itu sendiri untuk diberikan kepada Ayla?"

Song Aily mengangguk, "Ya, sudah dikirim." Hanya saja semua hadiah ulang tahun yang diterima Ayla telah ditempatkan di sebuah ruangan kecil di kapal pesiar dan belum dibuka.

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"Apakah pria ini tidak akan menceraikanku? Kenapa dia masih memintaku untuk menghangatkan tempat tidur setiap malam? ”

Seorang pria tertentu mengatakan ini karena musim dingin terlalu dingin. Namun, ketika musim panas akhirnya tiba, dia masih perlu menghangatkan tempat tidur, sehingga seorang gadis tidak tahan lagi:

"Aku ingin bercerai!"

Seorang pria hanya tersenyum nakal dan berkata, “Cerai? Tentu, selama Anda menyetujui dua syarat saya. "

"Kondisi apa?"

"Entah kau memanjakan aku atau aku memanjakanmu, durasinya sepuluh ribu tahun ..."

After dinner, Chairman John and Madam Kelly decided to go upstairs in their bedroom to rest.
 
"Are you going to wait for Jacob?" Madam Kelly asked when J said that she will be just at the backyard of the mansion.
 
She nodded her head in reply.
 
Madam Kelly's expression showed disapproval. "You should call him and tell him to come home early. It is not wise for you to stay up late." She said.
 
J understands what Madam Kelly is worried about. But instead of arguing back she replied, "Yes, Mom. I'll call him now."
 
"Good. It's cold out there so don't stay out for too long. If you will have to wait for him, wait in your room, okay?" Madam Kelly continued which made J felt like a child.
 
She should be irritated but she was not. She chuckled. "Okay, mom. I will. Goodnight." She doesn't want to sound like she is pushing her mother-in-law away but she did. But Madam Kelly didn't mind, she knows how stubborn her daughter-in-law is. Instead, she cursed out on her son as she walked away from J.
 
J can't help but smile.
 
The backyard of the mansion is landscaped with trees, green plants, and lawns. Since it was night time, the lanterns hanging on the trees and on the side of the pool were lit up. It gave out a calming ambiance.
 
She walked towards an outdoor sofa set under a tree with lanterns hanging on it. She takes a seat on the sofa and looked around. The whole place is huge and quiet. She cannot see any maids walking around. J thought that they would be probably resting in their rooms already.
 
Although the whole place seemed empty she was sure that guards were lurking around in the shadows and one of them is Arthur. She clearly remembers Jacob's instruction to him. 'Stay with her.'
 
If it was before, she would be conscious to know that there were eyes watching over her in the shadows. But she already got used to it as time goes by. She also learned how to ignore them.
 
She took out a book that she got from her bedroom. It was a classic novel that she has been reading this past few weeks but she cannot bring herself to finish it. She needed it to keep her mind busy and stop worrying about Jacob who was gone out to meet with Alex Ogden.
 
After 30 minutes of reading under the lantern lights hanging in that tree, J didn't understand anything. She was too preoccupied and worried since Jacob hasn't sent her a message ever since he left. She wanted to call him but doesn't want to leave the impression that she doesn't trust him.
 
She sighed and put down the book on the coffee table. That moment, she saw Arthur approaching her with a huge box on his hands.
 
As soon as he reached her, she raised her head at looked at him with a questioning look. "What's that?"
 
"This arrived yesterday. There were also flowers but Madam Kelly throws it out in the trash bin." Arthur said.
 
"Oh." J instantly understands that it was what Alex Ogden sent yesterday. She was initially surprised to hear that there were flowers as well that her mother-in-law throws like trash.
 
Arthur placed the huge box on the coffee table and remained standing in front of it.
 
J just stared at it before she looked at Arthur. "Do you think Jacob would be mad at me if I open this?" 
 
"Your husband is not a narrow-minded person," Arthur replied.
 
J chuckled. He was right. Though he would be jealous, he wouldn't stop her from opening a gift from Alex Ogden. Not that she is too eager to open it, she was just curious.
 
Arthur took out a swiss knife from his pocket and handed it to J. 
 
"Thank you." 
 
After a couple of seconds, J was looking at the item inside that box and was a little surprised.
 
It was a 3-piece riser Limited Edition Takedown Traditional bow constructed from Black Maple with red accent stripe. She reached out for the bow and lifted it so that she could examine it. 
 
She could see the limbs are fascor powered and backed and faced with high strength black fiberglass.
 
The tips are hand-crafted with hard-core maple and black fiberglass.
 
It was the bow that is seen in a recent action movie that is based on a novel. Only 199 of it were made in the world. She could even see that graphic of the title of the movie on the handle and limb to commemorate the movie.
 
She thought that it was too considerate of Alex to make research on her and find out her fondness of archery but unfortunately, she is not a fan of that particular action film.

At the age of 10, J's parents died in an ambush leaving her in the care of her grandfather who years later sent her away along with her best friend to hide her and her identity from those who would try to kill her after her parents.

20 years past, a lot of things had already happened. Her dearest grandfather died, she came back to Lotus City, and was secretly married!

She was married off by her grandfather to his best friend's grandson before he died and she was oblivious about it.

Do this secret marriage has to do with her secret identity?

NOTE:
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