AMBERThe morning sun bathed the clinic in gentle light, I started my day, determined to heed Sebastian's advice and approach my revenge with caution. I had come to realize that he was right—I needed to be more careful with my actions, especially when dealing with someone like Rachel, who had powerful connections and loyal followers.I checked our dummy accounts, ensuring I was updated on any developments related to Rachel. Every piece of information was a puzzle piece in my plan for revenge, and I needed to stay one step ahead.Throughout the day, I continued to fulfill my role as Sebastian's secretary, all the while saving and earning for my mission. Sebastian had become more than just my employer; he was my ally, my confidant, and someone I could rely on in this dangerous game.And just as I was engrossed in my work, Sebastian appeared with news that sent a shiver down my spine. "I heard that they went to Europe last night. Your husband and his mistress," he said, his eyes locked o

AMBERAfter Mrs. Martinez left the clinic, Sebastian looked at me. I can see the worry that was written on his face. I couldn’t help but chuckle. “What kind of expression is that, Sebastian?”"Are you sure you're ready for this big step, Amber?" he asked gently. "Harper Davis is not to be taken lightly. It's a risky move, and I want to make sure you're prepared to face her."I took a deep breath, trying to steady my emotions. "I know, Sebastian. It won't be easy, and I don't have any background or wealth to match hers. But I have to do this. I want to infiltrate Harper's life, one step at a time. And if Mrs. Martinez is willing to invite me, I can't pass up this opportunity."Sebastian nodded, understanding my determination but still worried about the dangers that lay ahead. "Just be careful, Amber. You know how influential and powerful Harper is. Don't let your emotions cloud your judgment. I'll be with you every step of the way, supporting you and guiding you."His words gave me a s

AMBERSebastian leaned in, his voice a conspiratorial whisper. "You see, Amber, when it comes to revenge, presentation is everything. Your attire, your demeanor – they all play a part in conveying the message you want to send to Harper and her circle."I nodded, absorbing his words with a sense of gratitude. "You're right, Sebastian. This dress isn't just fabric and threads. It's a statement, a declaration of my rebirth and my determination."His gaze held mine, a mixture of pride and reassurance. "Exactly. And I have a feeling that Ricci Wolkbitz understands that too. He'll craft a masterpiece that captures your essence."My excitement bubbled over. The prospect of wearing a dress that would not only make me look stunning but also embody my newfound strength was invigorating. I couldn't help but share my thoughts with Sebastian. Sebastian is someone who I trust dearly. I know he only wishes for nothing but the best for me. Sometimes, I wonder if Dr. Wolfe is really kind to other pati

AMBERThe entrance to the party is a grand affair, with cascading flowers and twinkling lights adorning the pathway. As we step inside, the atmosphere shifts from anticipation to pure awe. The party venue is a sight to behold, near perfection in every aspect. It's a realm of luxury and extravagance, a testament to Harper's taste for opulence.My eyes widen as I take in the lavish surroundings. The decor is a stunning fusion of modern elegance and classic charm. Crystal chandeliers hang from the ceiling, casting a soft, warm glow that complements the rich hues of the furnishings. Guests dressed in exquisite attire move gracefully through the space, their laughter and chatter adding to the vibrant ambiance."Wow, I was very impressed that you're here, Amber, Sebastian. Anyway, do you like the party?" Mrs. Martinez greets us, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction."Yes, it's very cool!" I exclaim, genuinely amazed by the spectacle before me."Harper has really good taste! Right? Anyway, pl

AMBERA relieved smile tugs at the corners of my lips. I knew I could count on Sebastian, and his willingness to participate in my charade is a testament to our unwavering partnership. Dressed in his masquerade mask, he exudes an air of mystery that only adds to his undeniable allure.As Harper's inquisitive gaze lands on me, curiosity burning in her eyes, I take a well-timed cue and feign a cough, using the opportunity to introduce Sebastian. "He's my escort–" Before I can finish my sentence, Sebastian deftly interjects, his actions perfectly synchronized with our plan. He kneels before Harper, his demeanor respectful yet confident. With a gesture that catches the attention of the room, he delicately takes her hand in his and places a gentle kiss upon it.I watch the scene unfold, a mix of awe and anticipation swelling within me. Sebastian's display is a calculated move, a piece of the intricate puzzle we've meticulously crafted. "Good evening, Mrs. Davis. My name is Seb," he introdu