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Kelvin knocked on the door of the research office and stepped inside.
His presence cast a shadow over Edwina’s workspace as he said softly. “Don’t forget to come tomorrow night
A subtle smile played at his lips, his tone easy.
A red invitation was slid across the desk toward her.
“Thanks, but I’m busy tomorrow night,” Edwina said.
Kelvin leaned in, placing both hands on her desk. “Not even going to see what it is before saying no?
“Edwina, you’re quite cold.”
She kept her eyes down, making it clear she didn’t want to continue the conversation.
Kelvin wasn’t in a hurry. He opened the invitation for her, showing off the bold, elegant painting that read “Luminara Satellite Celebration Dinner.”
It read: [Randolph Duncan cordially invites Miss Edwina Lennox to attend the Luminara Satellite celebration dinner on July 15th at the Royal Court Hotel.]
“Mr. Duncan wrote this. You saved his life, and he’s really grateful. Besides, you were a big part of the Luminara satellite project,” Kelvin said.
He added while reaching out to block her view of the computer screen, “Edwina, quit dodging. Consider it a direct order from your boss. You’re coming with me.”
Adrian Banks and his group were Edwina’s fellow researchers, so they were all invited to go to the
party.
Inside the lab, they tried to convince her.
“Edwina, come on, just go with us!” one of them urged.
“Think of it as team building. You’re a part of the lab!” another added.
“Edwina, we’re begging you, come with us!” a third pleaded.
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With everyone egging her on, Edwina really couldn’t say no. She took the invitation.
“You really didn’t have to bring it yourself, Mr. Gibson. Next time, just let Peter handle it,” she said.
Kelvin replied, “If you’re so worried about bothering me, then come grab it from my office next time.
“Peter gradutted from Heria College, which is a top college, and had a six–figure salary. He’s way overqualified for running errands like this.”
There was a playful glimmer in Kelvin’s eyes. For Edwina, no distance was ever too much trouble.
‘Man, I really have to come up with a million excuses just to see her once,‘ Kelvin thought.
Before the party kicked off the next day, Peter dropped off a gorgeous gown for Edwina.
She just picked a random lounge to change. When she caught sight of herself in the mirror, she was totally blown away.
Not much could wow her, given she was a top designer herself.
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The dress hugged her figure perfectly. The neckline was a modest V, and the sheer fabric draped over her slimdders, perfectly veiling her skin, hinting at what lay beneath.
The hem was embroidered with elegant birds and fish in classic blue. With every step she took, it was like she was wearing a moving work of art straight out of a gallery.
“It’s gorgeous,” Edwina couldn’t help but say. She scanned the dress for any label or tag, but there wasn’t a single hint about the designer.
Wanting to honor the dress, Edwina let her hair down from its high ponytail and applied some subtle makeup.
Her makeup skills were just as masterful as her design work. She was so stunning it was almost unreal.
She even searched everywhere online for the dress, but came up empty.
“Interesting,” she murmured to herself.
‘When did the fashion world get someone with this much creativity? Why haven’t I heard of them before?’ Edwina wondered to herself.
As she stepped out of the lounge, she bumped into Helene and her staff.
Edwina kept a straight face and stepped aside, letting them pass first.
But Helene purposely stopped, looked her up and down, and said, “Edwina, that dress is stunning. It really suits you.
“So, you’re going to the dinner party with Mr. Gibson? He’s really rolling out the red carpet for you. He must really value you.”
The other employees behind her couldn’t help but whisper among themselves.
Everyone knew Kelvin was supposed to marry Helene, the Simmons family’s heiress and their boss.
But ever since Edwina became Kelvin’s secretary, the two of them had been getting closer and closer.
Having his secretary be his date again and again was bound to make people start talking.
One of the women, clearly not a fan of homewreckers, spoke up. “That dress is nice, but on some people, it just looks dirty.”
Another, trying to suck up to Helene, added with a snide tone, “These days, homewreckers are really bold about flaunting it.
“But in the end, Mr. Gibson will still marry Ms. Simmons. No one else stands a chance.”
Edwina acted like she didn’t hear a word. Since they weren’t going to move, she decided to leave.
She had zero interest in getting into it with a bunch of small fry.
Seeing Edwina completely ignore them, one of the designers stepped forward and blocked her way.
She asked, “Who do you think you are, acting all high and mighty? You’re just a homewrecker. You don’t belong in the spotlight.
“How dare you dream of marrying up? Why don’t you take a good look at yourself and see if you’re even worthy?”
Seeing Edwina’s cool, indifferent face just pissed her off even more. She swung her hand, trying to slap Edwina across the
face.
But Edwina was quicker. She snatched the woman’s wrist and twisted it with a flick, making the designer scream in pain.
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Edwina retorted coldly. “If I’m not worthy, do you think you are?
“You sure you want to keep messing with
Edwina barely used any strength. If she’d wanted, that wrist would’ve been broken in seconds. Out of respect for a fellow designer, she held back.
Helene jumped in, making things worse. “Edwina, let her go. She’s a designer. Her hands are her livelihood.
“She just got carried away. I’m really sorry, Edwina.”
The more Helene apologized, the more she seemed beneath Edwin, and the angrier the other designers got.
One of them fumed to herself, ‘Seriously, who does Edwina think she is, strutting around like she owns the place?
‘How dare she let our director, the soon–to–be Mrs. Gibson, get treated like this? Once Helene becomes the boss’s wife, our help for her today will pay off handsomely.
For their own gain, they couldn’t stand Edwina being the thorn in their side.
The group of women rushed over, determined to put Edwina in her place.
If she hadn’t saved Maberly Fashion, Nocturne Designs wouldn’t have fallen from grace. Now, those designers had lost all their standing in the company.
Fueled by old grudges and fresh anger, they got even more vicious. They planned to yank her hair, claw at her, and rip her dress apart.
Edwina dodged every move, but couldn’t strike back just yet. The dress made it hard to fight, and she cared too much about it to let them mess it up.
Helene stood in the back, watching Edwina retreat again and again, a smug smile curling at her lips.
‘You love showing off in that dress, don’t you? Let’s see you walk out of here stripped bare!‘ Helene thought.
Helene put on her best innocent act, calling out, “Stop it, you guys. Please, don’t fight!”
She was quite pretentious.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” A voice, thick with anger, cut through the chaos from behind them.
Kelvin strode forward in a flash, stepping right in front of Edwina and shielding her completely.
With Kelvin’s solid, broad shoulders, it was impossible not to feel safe.
His sharp gaze swept over everyone in the room. “Answer me. What are you doing?”
His voice was calm, but there was an icy edge to it that made
everyone shudder.
“We…” The group stammered, unable to get a word out.
None of them saw Kelvin coming.
Helene put on her meekest face and stepped up to explain.
She said, “Mr. Gibson, I’m really sorry. I didn’t keep my team in line.
“They’re all designers, and when they saw Miss Lennox make the first move and nearly snap someone’s
