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Her every move, every smile, had the power to dismantle the walls of control he had carefully maintained.
“Isabella…”
He murmured her name, the sound reverent, as though it were a treasured secret.
Closing his eyes briefly, he exhaled, then reopened them with the sharp resolve of Klein Group’s CEO.
“You have one hour to blacklist Evita across the city,” he commanded his assistant, his tone brooking no argument.
Meanwhile, Marcus officially announced his partnership with Timeless Elegance, a move that sent ripples through the industry. When the announcement broke, the news swiftly reached Tatiana.
Evita had been whisked away by Lauren, her fate shrouded in mystery. Later, when Lauren’s assistant abandoned her near a hospital garbage bin, a group of nurses from the psychiatric department noticed her disheveled state and gently approached, asking if she needed assistance.
Evita sank to the ground, her arms wrapped tightly around her head, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.
The psychological torment inflicted by Lauren’s assistant had dragged Evita back into the depths of her worst fears, forcing her to relive them all over again. She was far from recovering.
Even the mere mention of her own name made her body shudder instinctively.
Evita couldn’t stop her mind from drifting back to her past life. Had the Gordon family not fallen from grace, she would still be the cherished young lady, likely sketching elegant designs in the tranquility of a beautifully landscaped garden she once called home.
If the Gordon family hadn’t fallen into ruin…
Evita often found herself wistfully imagining a life where the Gordon family had never lost its standing. But the whispers and judgmental stares of passersby quickly shattered her daydreams. She was no longer the prestigious young lady of the Gordon family.
With a deep breath, Evita slowly rose from the ground. Things hadn’t reached rock bottom yet—there had to be other solutions, other paths she could take.
Her mind wandered to the memory of a bandage she’d once been given. The man who had given it to her still lingered in the shadows of her thoughts, his presence vivid and warm.
Clutching her phone tightly, Evita left the hospital, intending to catch a cab to head to Andrew’s location. Just as she stepped outside, a notification lit up her screen—a dismissal notice from Global Entertainment.
The sight of it made her hands tremble with frustration.
Marcus had just announced a high-profile collaboration with Timeless Elegance, and Tatiana had seized the chance to strike when she was already down.
Evita’s chest tightened with anger. She despised the ruthless opportunism of these corporate elites! Their cutthroat tactics sickened her. When she’d had wealth and status, she had never stooped to such behavior.
Standing by the curb, Evita opened her ride-hailing app, her jaw set with determination. She changed her destination to Global Entertainment.
She needed to face Tatiana head-on. She wouldn’t tolerate being treated like a disposable pawn. Her worth wasn’t something to be dismissed so easily.
At Global Entertainment, in the chairman’s office, Tatiana was notified that Evita was causing a commotion on the first floor. The secretary stood by, uneasy and awaiting Tatiana’s instructions.
“What’s wrong with security? Once the dismissal notice is issued, she shouldn’t even be allowed inside!”
The secretary shifted uncomfortably before responding, “With so many artists coming and going, barring her entry outright might create a scene outside, which could be even more problematic. Miss Fernandez, perhaps it’s best to meet with her. After all, we signed a three-month probationary contract with her…”
“Position of fashion design director. We have the right to dismiss her for not meeting the probationary requirements.”
Tatiana frowned at the suggestion but understood its merit. She couldn’t let Evita cause a public spectacle that would harm the company’s reputation.
“She’s bold enough to show her face here after jeopardizing the collaboration with Marcus. Doesn’t she realize how she even got the fashion design director position in the first place?” Tatiana rose from her chair and headed downstairs with her secretary, her displeasure with Evita now at its peak.
In the lobby, Evita stood defiantly, her phone’s camera trained on the security personnel. Her expression was a mix of anger and grievance.
“I demand a reason from Global Entertainment today. Why was I dismissed without any just cause?”
Evita’s past dealings with Tatiana were far from honorable, and Tatiana wasn’t foolish enough to let her guard down. The live stream was already sparking discussions among viewers about the potential dark secrets of Global Entertainment.
Evita knew she had cornered Tatiana. Protecting the company’s reputation would leave Tatiana no choice but to tread carefully. Evita’s plans were meticulously crafted, but Tatiana, having won the best actress award and weathered countless trials alongside Hector, was no longer the naive woman she once was.
She saw through Evita’s scheme instantly and didn’t hesitate to act. “She’s causing a disturbance in the company. Restrain her,” Tatiana ordered the security team, her tone sharp and unwavering. The security team swiftly confiscated Evita’s phone and handed it to Tatiana.
By then, countless netizens had already tuned into the stream, furiously debating whether Tatiana was using her power to suppress Evita. Accusations against Global Entertainment filled the comment section.
Calm and composed, Tatiana stepped into the frame of the live stream.
“I usually refrain from addressing rumors publicly, but in this case, I feel it’s necessary to clarify the situation. Global Entertainment’s fashion brand is still in its infancy, and appointing Evita as director was a decision born out of respect for talent. However, respect must be earned. It’s conditional on professionalism, which Evita has failed to demonstrate. Those making baseless assumptions should consider the facts. Not only Global Entertainment, but no other reputable brands in this industry would tolerate a designer with such poor conduct as Evita.”
Just as she exited the elevator earlier, one of her subordinates had told her that the Klein Group had just issued a city-wide ban on Evita.
The news was a stroke of luck for Tatiana. With the Klein Group taking the lead, Global Entertainment’s stance against Evita wouldn’t appear abrupt or unjustified.
“Evita, take your belongings and leave Global Entertainment quietly. If you dare cause trouble like this again, be prepared to deal with the police!” Tatiana’s voice was cold and commanding as she issued the ultimatum.
“Throw her out!” she instructed the security.
“Yes, Miss Fernandez.”
The security guards wasted no time, dragging Evita out of the building. Her phone hit the ground with a loud smack.
Evita was livid at the rough treatment. Her anger bubbled over as she snatched up her phone, determined to use public opinion to strike back at Global Entertainment. However, Tatiana’s earlier remarks had already sparked curiosity among netizens, prompting them to dig into Evita’s past actions.
Among her followers were several designers, who didn’t shy away from sharing the truth when questioned.
The scandal about Evita defaming someone at a high-profile event to secure a collaboration with Marcus quickly surfaced. Adding fuel to the fire, netizens also uncovered the city-wide ban imposed on her by the influential Klein Group.
The comments in the live stream continued:
“Evita is unbelievable! Offending both Global Entertainment and the Klein Group, betraying her friends, and framing others—she had this coming.”
“Tatiana actually made the right call this time. I wouldn’t want to wear clothes designed by someone like Evita.”
“Same here. Count me out of ever buying her designs.”
The comments in the live stream poured in one after another, but the tone had shifted entirely from what it was half an hour ago.
Evita could hardly believe her eyes; this time, the netizens were rallying behind Global Entertainment. Shouldn’t they be criticizing the company for abusing its power to intimidate her? And what on earth was this city-wide ban by the Klein Group? Why would Andrew do such a thing?
Her phone, its screen shattered by a security guard’s violent act, was clutched in her hand. Tiny shards of glass bit into her skin, yet she felt no pain.
The Klein family stood at the pinnacle of Ansport’s elite, and with Andrew’s ruthless methods, no company in the city would dare offer her a job.
Was he trying to force her into submission?
The fury she felt after being ousted slowly ebbed away. If Andrew’s goal was to crush her pride, to make her bow down, he had succeeded.
Evita’s face stiffened, her composure returning as she pursed her lips and switched off the live stream.
Her path was now clear—she had to confront Andrew in person.
At the Klein Group, the clock struck five. The secretary-general, who rarely left on time, was packing up her things in a hurry. The reason? Andrew was rushing home to enjoy a meal prepared by Isabella.
As the sleek, blue Lamborghini rolled out of the underground garage, a cab suddenly swerved in front of it, blocking its path. Andrew hit the brakes with a sharp frown, waiting for the obstruction to move. But then, the last person he wanted to see stepped out of the cab and walked straight toward him.
Evita hadn’t expected to run into Andrew here. The humiliation she had endured earlier came rushing back, stoking a fire of resentment in her chest.
Her expression turned icy as she approached his car, her lips tightening before she finally spoke.
“You forced me out of Global Entertainment. Is this what you wanted?”
Andrew’s brows furrowed slightly in confusion.
He looked at Evita, his sharp eyes growing colder.
“If you don’t want to stay in Ansport anymore, just keep up your act.”
Their terse exchange didn’t go unnoticed by the employees of the Klein Group.