LIAM.

Lunch with Ella's sister was partly cool. I mean, it's more than obvious that she's an obnoxious human being but she isn't exactly the empty head that I thought she was.

As much as I hate comparing two different people, I must say that both girls are nothing alike at all.

Elle, for starters, is basically only interested in things that involve making loads of money and being the center of attention whilst doing it and she isn't exactly passionate about anything she does. When I tried talking to her as a fellow fashion company director, she basically shut me off and said that she never talked about her work outside work, except when necessary because it bored her to death.

Ella, on the other hand, loved talking about her work. It's one of the many things that made me instantly attracted to her. There's so much passion in her voice whenever she talked about being a designer and wh

GABRIELLE.

Layla walked hurriedly into my office and with the look on her face, I had a feeling she was about to tell me something I wouldn't like very much.

"What is it, Layla?!" I snap harshly at her.

"I'm sorry to bother you, but they're some strange men here to see you." She said, and I frowned.

"Strange men? Did they mention who they are or why they're here?" I asked.

"No, they didn't miss. They only asked to see you personally and they claim it's important." She replied and I contemplated on whether to let them in.

"You can let them in but make sure you're alert just in case." I told her and she nodded quickly before walking out briskly.

Two large looking men walk into my office a few minutes later and I can most definitely confirm that I do not know who they are. They even seem pretty scary and they also had this dangerous aura around them coupled with the dark look on thei

GABRIELLE.

Right now, I'm depressed.

I had a lot going through my mind at the same time and honestly, it's frustrating.

For the past hour, I have been wandering the streets of New York aimlessly, wearing nothing but sweatpants and an oversized cardigan that made me look like a middle aged woman. At this point, I could care less if anyone recognised and I doubt anyone sane would even think to assume it's me and not my always regular looking sister.

Mom had tried to talk to me and manipulate me with her false tears over and over last night but eventually, she gave up when I angrily locked her out of my room.

The fact that I realized all too late that I've always been just a tool to my mom, hurt my pride more than anything else cause I genuinely loved her and I was always happy that she had chosen me but it turns out, she always knew who the actual fool was between my sister and I and 

LIAM.

Lunch with Ella's sister was partly cool. I mean, it's more than obvious that she's an obnoxious human being but she isn't exactly the empty head that I thought she was.

As much as I hate comparing two different people, I must say that both girls are nothing alike at all.

Elle, for starters, is basically only interested in things that involve making loads of money and being the center of attention whilst doing it and she isn't exactly passionate about anything she does. When I tried talking to her as a fellow fashion company director, she basically shut me off and said that she never talked about her work outside work, except when necessary because it bored her to death.

Ella, on the other hand, loved talking about her work. It's one of the many things that made me instantly attracted to her. There's so much passion in her voice whenever she talked about being a designer and whenever she talked about how she'd love for her outfits to one day walk on the biggest runways in the

Chapter 27.