Unfortunate Union

“That was a good show out there, Eve. It pains me a lot that I was not able to record their bloodless faces at that moment.”

Eve chuckled at her assistant’s words.

“I wish I had too, Ella.”

“Look. They can’t even have peace in their own party.”

She smiled. That was what she wanted. She wishes for them to live in horror. She wants them to dread her so much. She yearns for them to live their life in misery and if it is the last thing that she does in this life, she is surely going to have them pay back for all they did to her.

All her stay in this mansion, she has been nothing but kind and forgiving but what was she paid back with? Schemes and agony from the bitches. But not anymore. She was no longer the Genevieve that they used to know who would bend at them.

Her eyes scanned the dance floor and finally fell on a couple that everyone deemed adorable.

“They look compatible together. A schemer must get a schemer. What an unfortunate union.” Ella followed her line of sight.

“I know right? It would have been unfortunate for me too if I had spent my life with him.”

Her fiery eyes stared at them both in disgust. She watched as Noah handled Melissa with care. Carefully dancing with her and guiding her every step while making sure that her legs don't hurt. Such an eyesore. If ugliness was a person, goodness.

She immediately averted her gaze feeling his biting eyes on her. They were staring at her from up to down and she suddenly felt naked.

No! She shouldn’t fall for any of these. She was a grown woman and no longer a teenager. Only teenagers act like this. Besides, she wasn’t here for that. She was back in their lives for business. She was here to torment them so that even in their next lives they would think twice before finding out that she exists.

Breaking her gaze fully from the man, she poured more drink into her glass cup and gulped all its contents in one go.

“We should drink ourselves till we can’t anymore. It’s been so long since we had fun,” Ella suggested.

“Right! I was about to suggest that.”

“Here. Tada,” Ella exclaimed, bringing out two bottles of wine from the side and dropping it on their table.”

“H..How did you get this?”

“You don't know me anymore? I'm Ella, the queen of la la la things.”

“Hmm. What can I say to the queen? Let's have some more drinks. I can't wait to get drunk today.”

“I know, right?”

Genevieve smiled. When it comes to drinking, this friend and assistant of hers was the number one. She doesn't fail to miss out on any opportunity that would make her drink till her liver gives her a sign. She was a drunkard, just so you know.

Ella giggled and popped the wine open before pouring a decent amount into both their glasses.

“Cheers.”

“Cheers.”

They lightly hit their glass cups together and brought the drinks to their lips. Eve was about to gulp it down but was stopped by someone snatching the drink from her causing her to look up.

“Hey, what are you doing?”

“Making sure that you don’t get drunk.”

“Hi Liam,” Ella greeted. She immediately composed herself and dropped her glass of wine, smiling cutely like every other lady at the ball.

“Ella,” he greeted before turning back to Eve. “You don’t want to get too drunk, right? This isn’t your home so stop drinking.”

“Why are you scolding me? It doesn’t matter if I get drunk or not. I’ll find my way home.”

She glared at her so-called friend who snatched her drink. How dare he do that knowing that she wasn’t in the mood for plays? She doesn’t want to play, not now. Liam was her friend and business partner whom she met about six months ago and since then, they have been inseparable just like Ella.

Snatching the glass from Liam, she quickly brought it to her mouth and emptied the content before he could snatch it again.

“Drinking will do you no good. You both have to stop this habit of drinking. What if you drink yourselves to death one day?”

Ella shook her head innocently.

“I…I don’t drink anymore. I became a new leaf. I’m only pouring drinks for Eve.”

Eve’s eyes snapped to her.

“What? Why, you little liar?”

“That’s the truth, really.”

“I feel like hitting your head. Anyway, you both catch up. I’ll go to the restroom. I’m pressed,” Genevieve said as she stood up from her chair. She staggered backward before managing to stabilize herself.

“See? You’re tipsy.”

“I’m fine.”

“I’ll come with you.”

“You want to come with me to the restroom? Did you forget that you’re a guy?”

“Oh,” he laughed in embarrassment and watched as Eve shook her head and turned to the other side of the hall.

After easing herself in the female powder room, she looked at herself in the mirror as she washed her hands and cleaned them with a tissue.

She sighed.

“I should redo my makeup.”

Searching through her small purse, she brought out her foundation and lipstick before proceeding to apply a decent amount on her face and lips.

“I can't believe that is really Miss Gray?”

She heard the gossiping voice of two girls as they walked into the powder room. It seemed like they didn't see her as they walked directly to the mirror and started redoing their make-up.

“You saw the news. Mr Gray posted it himself on the internet.”

“She’s so pretty. Come on, her skin is fire.”

“Whatever. She doesn't look that good. If it was her dress that you're talking about like this, I would have supported you but her ass and face are a total mess. You should get glasses.”

“What, me?”

“Yes.”

“Well, you aren't entirely wrong. I expected someone prettier than her. I also heard from someone that she used to be married to Mr. Hank.”

“Really?”

“She is the ex-wife of Mr Hank.”

“Oh my God. I can't believe this. No wonder there was so much tension between Melissa and Mrs. Gray. So they knew each other from before.”

“They do. You've seen it now.”

“I wonder what made them break up.”

“Pfft. That's not a question. It's obvious that Miss Gray is the problem. Did you see her face when she was looking at Melissa? I heard that she is the cause of Melissa’s medical condition. You know, she won't be able to walk straight again. I wonder what man is going to marry her that way if not Mr Hank.”

“Right? I feel so much pity for her. Miss Gray should have been arrested for that. If I was Melissa, I would make her pay. Although she hasn't done me any bad, I want to hit her in the face. If she comes in front of me now, I'll smear her makeup. How dare she do that to someone.”

“Really?”

The two girls froze as they heard a chilling voice from behind followed by laughter. They dropped their makeup and turned slowly to see whose voice that was.

Their eyes widened when they saw that it was none other than Miss Gray and guess what, she was making her way towards them and her heels were clicking as she slowly strode towards them. Her eyes made them want to run away.

“What did you say again?”

“I…I said nothing,” the second girl who made that statement immediately replied. The looks on this woman’ ay that the former wife of Noah Hank was timid and innocent looking? How come she was looking like a life horror movie?

“You said something, honey. Come on, tell me. I'm curious.” Seeing the girl was not saying anything and was looking at the floor, she turned to her friend. “Broadcaster. I would like to know what your friend said. Do you mind telling me?”

“I'm… I'm sorry Miss Gray.”

“I asked a question,” her voice raised a bit and she smirked seeing that the girls almost peed their panties at her tone.

“Didn't she say that she would smear my makeup if I was right in front of her?”

“Sh.. She did.”

“Benita.”

“Oh dear. I would love to see you try. Come on, smear my makeup. I want to see you do it.”

“Umm… Miss Gray, you know. I was only j…joking when I said that. I didn't mean it at all.”

“Jokes,” Eve laughed. “Interesting. How about I joke with your family’s business too, huh?“

“Wh..what?”

“I like jokes and you like jokes too. That's perfect, right?”