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I am once again in Kieran's office, having a stare-off with him.
The year-end gala was an annual event attended by high society. And now, it is time for the two of us to appear as husband and wife for the first time in public.
I came here to ask about what color he's wearing, but he has to look at me as if I am asking him to give a speech.
"It is just the color. Wouldn't it be better to appear together as a loving couple? We can start by having matching outfits," I explained to him.
Not that it is important, I just felt like it.
He returned his gaze to his computer, showing his disinterest in the topic I brought up.
I sighed. If he did not wish to do it. Then that's just it, there's nothing I could do about it.
"Anyway, I also came here to tell you that you would surely be the apple of the eye of all the people from the Kingsley Conglomerate. Not that you don't know, but that I did not ask anyone to pester you."
It is not that I needed to warn him about that. Even if they tried pestering him, they'd simply be shut down by his cold stare.
Instead, I came here today because I felt like I needed to warn him about the gala.
But does Kieran Sinclair need such a warning?
My mind seems to be in chaos, even though every step I had been taking to take down my enemies was in place.
"I'll just go shopping then," I said before leaving.
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"Are you sure about this?" Michael asked Kieran.
He was also referring to what Lilith had just said.
That people will start clamoring around him once it becomes known that he and Lilith are married.
They'd start feeling that Kieran Sinclair wasn't as cold as they pegged him to be because he actually got married.
Kieran looked at him before raising an eyebrow. Michael could only shake his head.
"Well, up to you."
The look Kieran gave meant to tell him that if they dared come close to him, then let them come.
People have always shied away from Kieran's path at every year-end gala. Only a few would come, those who came for serious business talk.
But because something had changed around him this year, they'd start wondering if what they thought about him was indeed who he was. With that mindset, people will start approaching him in a way he did not like before.
The reason why he always shows his coldness and ruthlessness.
Being surrounded by people he deemed as flies.
'But did she really come here just to ask about what color he'd wear and to warn him about the pests?' Michael wondered, feeling that this was not Lilith's usual action.
Just then, he received a message on WhatsApp.
Lilith Kingsley:It is just me. But you should be careful during this year-end gala. It's just my intuition, you don't have to take it seriously if you don't want to.
Michael's question was answered by this message.
Lilith came because she was following her intuition. Nevertheless, Michael decided to just keep it in mind.
'Also, she seemed different today,' Michael thought, something he brushed off as easily as when it popped in his head.
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As I exhaled during this cold evening, I watched my breath appear and disappear in the air.
Snow had been falling for the past few weeks after the last event with Gary Davidson. Making the weather much colder than before.
I looked at the gown I bought, something I don't usually wear, but now I have to have a few pieces because of my current position.
There is this numbness in my chest I have been feeling since I entered the boutique a while ago, after leaving Kieran's office.
Something I tried to ignore, but it just won't disappear.
Of course, I know what it is about.
My family never saw me in a gown before. During all those galas, I always wear slacks. Even with my mother's insistence, I just rejected everything.
Christopher would bring me as his date to all those award events, but I would always wear slacks even though he'd buy me a beautiful gown.
Father and Riven tried, but gave it up much more easily than Christopher and Mother.
Amelia only laughs on the side during our antics when it comes to what I wear.
Now, I am wearing one without anyone telling me to do so.
I inhaled deeply, closing my eyes. I was truly such a stubborn fool.
After that moment of reminiscence, I decided to return to the villa.
The gala will be tomorrow evening, and I don't even know if I will attend with Kieran.
The thought of this made me sigh.
Somehow, I'm feeling tired about everything. I hope I could ignore things, but even revenge has steps I must take.
Was it because the year was about to end?
The emotions are spilling from the box I locked them away in.
I do not like this one bit. I hated it.
Everything was in control.
All unnecessary emotions were locked away, buried deep within. Because I don't need them.
But locking and burying doesn't mean it will disappear.
And I am just a human being who has emotions. I can't just erase them because I wanted to.
"How troublesome," I muttered as I walked to my car.