  &quot;Hmm,&quot; Heather leaned back in her chair and crossed her legs. We were in her magnificent room, telling her all that had happened yesterday.
  &quot;So, Mrs. Jenson is planning an extravagant party for your birthday?&quot;
  &quot;Yes,&quot; I breathed out. &quot;Can you tell her not to do that?&quot;
  Heather rolled her eyes. &quot;As if she'll listen to me. That woman is more stubborn than me. Unless you yourself tell her that this is not what you want, I doubt she'll change her plans.&quot;
  &quot;We did try to give her subtle hints about that.&quot; I admitted.
  Olivia snorted. &quot;If you call randomly shouting at the breakfast bar that you don't like lavish parties subtle, then sure.&quot;
  &quot;I didn't know how else to tell her!&quot; I defended.
  &quot;You could've said something like lavish birthday parties are getting too boring and that's not your style anym

  I ran into Ethan that afternoon. He seemed frustrated and in a hurry. For a second he looked annoyed with me for bumping into him but then he managed to calm himself down and grabbed my hand in his.
  &quot;You come with me,&quot; he ordered, dragging me with him while I stumbled confusedly behind him.
  &quot;What? Where are you taking me?&quot;
  He didn't answer and I didn't resist although I should've. We were already out of the mansion and he was ushering me inside his car. He got in right after me and asked the driver to take him to his office.
  &quot;Where are we going?&quot; I asked once the car had started and we were out of the mansion gates.
  &quot;My secretary, Jeremy Walls had a family emergency and I have a very important presentation today, plus other important events to attend. It's an important day. A Chinese company is interested in investing in us and I'm sure our 

  The next morning, I had holed myself up in my room after shower and breakfast. I was waiting for Olivia. She had gone to?casually?extract information about Charlotte's plans for?my?birthday.
  She had been gone for too long and I was almost close to starting to chew off my skin when my nails were done so I moved on to play some video game on the laptop.
  But after four rounds, I got bored of it too. So I searched up all of these rich people and learned a lot about them. I even googled Ethan because I was merely curious about him. Most of the articles were of his successful career and how he was a perfect dream man for every woman. Then there were many articles about his serious relationship with Heather with headlines as ridiculous as &quot;Billionaire hunk changed the bad girl,&quot; referring to Heather's past controversial activities.
  &quot;Juliet,&quot; Olivia said, opening the 

&quot;Hmm,&quot; Heather leaned back in her chair and crossed her legs. We were in her magnificent room, telling her all that had happened yesterday.
  &quot;So, Mrs. Jenson is planning an extravagant party for your birthday?&quot;
  &quot;Yes,&quot; I breathed out. &quot;Can you tell her not to do that?&quot;
  Heather rolled her eyes. &quot;As if she'll listen to me. That woman is more stubborn than me. Unless you yourself tell her that this is not what you want, I doubt she'll change her plans.&quot;
  &quot;We did try to give her subtle hints about that.&quot; I admitted.
  Olivia snorted. &quot;If you call randomly shouting at the breakfast bar that you don't like lavish parties subtle, then sure.&quot;
  &quot;I didn't know how else to tell her!&quot; I defended.
  &quot;You could've said something like lavish birthday parties are getting too boring and that's not your style anymore,&quot; Olivia said and I kept quiet because I didn't know what to say to her.
  &quot;List

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