When Damon looked at the report the nest morning, his face darkened.
He was a bit surprised when he knew who was the master mind of Anya’s matter in the studio.
It was his very own mother.
Damon threw the document on the desk and leaned back on his swivel chair. He pondered heavily about this.
He knew his mother would not give up easily about his decision, but he did not expect for her to do this move. She doesn’t even know Anya that well, this kind of hostility, why would she have it?
Unless someone was whispering nonsense on her ears and adding fuel to her hatred. Veronica Ambrosia.
Damon’s hands clenched as this annoying woman kept pestering him and Anya. Looks like the lesson he gave was not enough for that vain woman. Does she want for him to tear her façade and not leave her any face?
Then, he would give it to her.
Veronica was in a bar with her friends. They were in a private room. The room was spacious, enough to cater Veronica’s large number of friends.
Even though she calls them friends, she just knew these people were just as fake as her. Waiting for one of them to fall for them to laugh and mock.
Just like what happened to her.
When she was depressing her days in her room, she knew how these friends of her had grouped themselves for a couple of days to laugh at her misfortune. They had caught wind of what Damon did to her family and almost cut ties with them. Also, that whore Anya was already famous in her circle. It was no longer a secret how Damon took a special care for that damn woman.
Having a trip together, and them being seen together with their son, they concluded her relationship with Damon and then pointed fingers at Veronica, as how she had been parading in front of them proudly for the past years, as she already claimed the title Mrs. Castellano.
But who would know that a Cinderella would arrive and Veronica would be brought down as the villain of the story?
How could Veronica accept that?
That’s why after she had sabotage Anya’s studio and her clients, she made sure to invite these ‘friends’ of hers to announce to them Anya’s misfortune.
She was proudly telling to them that Anya’s studio will be closing down.
“Sooner or later, that woman would be done. Who does she think she is, just a little slut, dared to dream of the prominent Damon Castellano?” Veronica disdainfully said at the people gathered around her.
“Really? But I heard Damon was very fond of this woman?” A woman from the crowd said. The looks she was giving Veronica was mocking. Veronica pursed her lips. Really, the people here were just waiting for one of them to fall. In this circle, there are no true friend. But how could she give this one the privilege of mocking her?
Veronica gave a cold smile as she threw a piece of paper in the table in the middle of their circle.
“Just a little woman, it’s no problem for me and Aunt Amanda. I am the chosen daughter in law of the Madame Castellano. Could you do something to that?” Veronica shrugged her shoulders arrogantly.
The smile of the woman who spoke could only twitched but she still continue smiling.
“You’re right. You have the honor of getting the acknowledgement of Madame Castellano. It’s your fortune, Veronica.” The woman smiled fawningly.
Veronica scoffed. There was another truth in this circle. One could only please and fawn over the strong. If you are not capable, you can just shut up.
The people around looked at the papers Veronica threw and sighed. Well, a simple person cannot enter easily at the prestigious family. The Anya woman, she could only receive the rage of the people aiming for Damon.
The people of Veronica’s circle turned 180 degree turn and started to ingratiate themselves again to her.
Veronica looked at them with raised chin. That’s right. Look at me. I am the future wife of Damon Castellano.- Veronica daydreamed with her eyes open.
Unfortunately, this haughtiness could only last for a moment.
“Looks like it’s a bit lively in here.” An elegant but stern voice sounded by the door. The people immediately turned to the direction of the voice.
Veronica’s heart jumped as she saw the man. It’s Damon.
“Damon!” She happily exclaimed. Was he here for her? ‘Did he finally realize how worthless that bitch is and now seeing me?’ Veronica thought with bright eyes.
Damon laid his gaze at the woman. Seeing her excited ad delighted countenance, he thought this woman was delusional to the point of no saving.
“I guess Ms. Ambrosia did not take the warning from before seriously.” He walked leisurely towards the table with a dark and cold face.
When Veronica saw this, her heart dropped. There was foreboding feeling and she can’t but clench her hands.
Damon went close to the table and scanned the papers laid scattered there. “Interesting.” He could only say as he glanced with intense eyes at Veronica.
Veronica felt shot with this stare. Anya, that whore, had she already tattled tale to Damona about what happened? A pathetic bitch!
The people around saw Veronica’s face going green and can’t help but find delight with other’s misery. But as they lay their eyes at Damon, the oppressing aura he had forced the down to silence. They could only watch this scene.
“Ms. Ambrosia can’t accept simple words then I can only say it to you directly.” He said as he slowly made his way around Veronica, like interrogating a suspect.
“I have no plans in marrying you nor have a slight interest at most. I want you to know and the people around here. Remember this clearly.” He said as he finally stopped in front of her, looking at her with sharp eyes.
Veronica’s face changed color countless of time. He just said it in front of everyone! Her heart started to tighten and she can’t help but drew breaths. Without looking around, she perfectly knew these people were laughing at her.
“You really need me to strip of your face in front of everyone for you to realize huh? Then, I am doing it with pleasure. You’re lucky what you did was just a little ploy, it won’t destroy Anya nor it is a problem with me.” Damon said as he started to dust away the dust in his suit, like he just went close to something dirty.
“You watch your moves and know your place. Because I am not a patient person.” He said with emphasis as he turned his back.
“It is the same to everyone in this room.” He added with finality and warning and made his way out.
The people can’t help but shudder with the boss’ words. Then they glared at Veronica for dragging them to Damon’s dissatisfaction.
The woman from before now mocked even more at Veronica.
“Looks like our Madame here is so honorable that the groom isn’t even informed of her plans.” She said while smirking. The people around chuckled with her words.
Veronica heard this and turned to aggressively stare at that woman. While the latter didn’t falter and stood up.
“Please, Madame. I am not worthy to be in your presence. I’ll take my leave here.” She said sarcastically, leaving while rolling eyes at Veronica.
The other’s, seeing this, didn’t stay any longer as well. They made their way out of the bar, not giving any face to Veronica.
Veronica was so angry she can’t help but shriek and threw glasses at the ground in a fit of temper. With red eyes, she clenched her hands.
Anya, that bitch! This is all her fault!