The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"It's fine." Roza squinted her eyes and flicked the ash from her cigarette with her slender, pale fingers. "I have no family. I make my home wherever I go."

"What are you talking about? If you have no family, what am I?" Bella affectionately linked arms with her. "Once a teacher, always a... you know."

"Taking advantage of me, huh?" Roza teased, hooking Bella's chin with the hand holding the cigarette.

Roza was taller and had a bigger frame than Bella. Combined with her bold and sassy gestures, their close interaction invoked a strange chemistry between them.

Axel sat among the crowd, but his gaze was fixed solely on Roza's every move. He did not like people who smoked. Every time Ralph had a cigarette, he would find a way to snatch it from him.

delicate features and the lazy elegance in her half-closed eyes as she exhaled. At this moment, even though she was doing something

seen each other for a while and had not been in touch. Yet he found himself checking her Instagram almost daily, silently following and keeping up with her

he had thought that their previous encounter would naturally bring them closer. However, Roza had not spoken a word to him or even spared him a

downed it in one go, regardless of what it was. "Holy crap! Ax, you've really outdone yourself!" Ralph exclaimed, slapping his back excitedly. "A full glass of absinthe, and

Axel froze. 'Absinthe?!'

his entire digestive tract was

casually at Axel's retreating figure, her

can't you?" Bella slipped back into her mentor role, taking the cigarette from Roza's fingers and extinguishing it. "I know you need inspiration for your designs, but there are many ways to find it. Ruining your health is the worst choice.

what if I look terrible? I don't need a man. As long as my designs look good, that's all that matters," Roza