Rewriting My Heart's Fate

"So... Ms. Wiley, my advice to you is to give up on this entirely," Tony said coldly.

"A beginner designer like you, just starting out, could never compete with someone from the Mars Group. Even with talent, you're nothing more than a nobody in the presence of the world's richest man." I clenched my fists tightly. My nails were digging deep into my palms.

Each word felt like a sharp dagger piercing into my heart. The tragedies of my past life were destined to repeat themselves in this one.

A mere designer could never stand up to a prodigious heir.

I took a deep breath and forced a smile. "Thank you for your advice, Mr. Burtt. But Mr. Grayson and I are just business partners. Who he's with doesn't concern me. As for his marriage, I'll wish him well." With that, I stood up and nodded at Tony. "I have work to attend to, so I must take my leave."

Without another word, I turned and walked out of the room.

Behind me, Tony's cryptic laugh echoed. "A wise choice, Ms. Wiley. I hope we'll have opportunities to collaborate in the future."

I ignored him and strode quickly toward the exit.

My tears began to well up, and I struggled to hold them back.

I couldn't cry-not here, at least.

my car. I

but eventually, I stopped. I rested my head on the steering wheel and cried

pouring out

playing such a cruel joke on me? In my past life,

that if I just became strong enough, things could work out. Now, I was strong enough to stand beside him, maybe even surpass him. But why was it

only now that

Love was something someone of my status should

tears

Lianne

my seat. I needed time alone, time to think about where I should go

my phone

saw a text from Ethan. "Evelyn, I heard your company is holding a show during Fashion Week.

him the most, he was nowhere to be found.

scoffed and immediately

his support for Fashion Week. This time, I would

a moment, was to stay busy. I threw myself into

models and curating the show's music, I attended to every detail with a

and Kevin