The only light in the room were the brightness of our phone's screens and that of the TV. The TV had been muted while Grace and I idly worked on our phones.

"Woah," Grace put her phone before my face, "Sydney, look at this."

My gaze settled on the dress on the screen. It was almost like one of the ones Grace had designed. I frowned, "it looks a lot like the dress you designed."

Grace laughed lightly, "It is the one I designed," she scrolled to the previous slide, "This is the original one. She's one of our clients, she got it from us so she replicated it and tagged us." My mouth formed an 'O' as I nodded.

"Yeah." She reclined back on the couch where she had been laying. "She really tried, right?"

"Yeah, but I could still tell that it wasn't your work. It was just your design."

"Hmm," she hummed, "I think she did well. Perhaps, we should recruit her."

"Oh please."

outburst then she abruptly

was watching on YouTube again. "What now? Mark replicated the jewelry

I took that as a cue to play the video back but the sound

to Grace with a frown, "Why did you

off as she pointed to the

gorgeous in the suit dress he had on, his features seemed to have gotten even finer and more toned since I last saw him. His cheekbones were more prominent, his hair was slicked back neatly but as usual, there were still some errant strands in his face. Even through his suit jacket, his bulging biceps were prominent as he sat in the seat with the confidence of

host started to ask him questions, first it was about GT Group which he confidently boasted about the rising value of its stock. Then the host threw random questions at him. His responses were articulate and insightful as he bewitched the audience with his charm and intelligence, eliciting unending cheers and applause

brow and raised my hand to give him a thumbs

be an asshole to you." I heard Grace murmured but I

would boost GT Group's stock price to a whole new level, and my five percent shares would increase in value as well. For the first time, I was grateful to Mark for not agreeing to buy the shares when I suggested it. I could already see the dividend from the shares being a whole new source

She rested her head on my shoulder and held my arm. She jutted her lower lip out, "Why don't you be my sugar mommy? Please, be my sugar mommy, I don't want to work anymore, I want to live a life

day with your splurging." Amidst her light giggles, I pointed at Mark on

gasped and sat up. "I have the perfect idea. I should marry him too and then file

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