Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Chapter 57: She's Noble Like a Princess

Today was Gemma's happiest day, since it would mark the end of her internship at Solaris Holdings. If she could close the deal today, she would be offered a permanent position. The six-month internship had nearly broken her spirit. As graduation approached, many well-connected students had already secured job offers. Gemma, coming from a modest background, could not rely solely on the meager support from a married middle-aged man, which was hardly enough to cover her expenses.

Six months ago, she followed a friend into a real estate internship. Solaris Holdings was the pinnacle of the industry. Securing a permanent position there meant excellent benefits and compensation, especially as she was currently assigned to the Seacliff Manor project, an entire district of villas. Selling just one could earn her a substantial commission.

Fortuitously, her friend called last night with news of an acute appendicitis attack, rendering her unable to work today. She handed over an important client to Gemma, agreeing to split the commission if the sale went through. This client was crucial, and a successful deal would guarantee Gemma's promotion.

Gemma also harbored a personal motive. She saw this as an opportunity to mingle with the wealthy, assuming that anyone who could afford such property must be affluent. According to her friend, today's buyer was a young man. Gemma speculated that he must be a rich youth, prompting her to rise early and dress carefully.

She wore a white blouse and a blazer, having tailored her skirt slightly shorter to accentuate her legs, confident in her appearance and even spritzing on some light perfume. With a thick stack of documents in hand and repeatedly retouching her makeup in excitement, Gemma was ready to get the man. At this moment, her phone rang. Recognizing the number, she brightened considerably.

"Hello, yes, it's me. I'll be right there to meet you," she said before applying another layer of lipstick and stepping out in her high heels.

approached, a car she recognized as worth over a million dollars. The owner had

a slender, elegantly clad leg extending from the car, her heart sank. She had assumed the young wealthy man was coming alone, not expecting him to bring a woman. She immediately felt

bitch," she muttered under her breath. Despite her own past as a sugar baby, she felt only contempt for

black Yohji Yamamoto dress and held a Corto Moltedo black handbag, a brand Gemma recognized from fashion magazines, known for its exquisite and costly Italian craftsmanship. Her fingers were adorned with a Cartier decorative ring, complemented by rose gold diamond earrings.

connect this woman to the plain girl from school. Gemma quickly walked back towards the driver's cabin. "Mr. Chase, would

had assumed the woman was a sugar baby just like her. Yet, now it became clear Aurora was actually this man's boss! As Gemma was about to speak, Aurora turned to look at her. That voice was unforgettable, reminding Aurora of the commotion Gemma made just the day before. "Oh, sorry. I thought it was you buying. Miss, since it's your first visit today, why don't you come

with a single word, but even that made Gemma suspect. The voice sounded just so familiar. Could it be Aurora's

what are your requirements for your new home?" Gemma had adjusted her mindset, determined to secure

too large. Other than that, I'm not particular." Aurora spoke calmly, confident in the building's quality, so there was no

only one word so Gemma hadn't recognized, but what Aurora just said simply stunned her. She would never