Wendy looks around with her jaw on the ground. This is not how she expected this to go down. She meant to embarrass her cousin so much that her cousin would run out of the place crying like crazy, but this has turned around. Stacy is standing as still as a statue, and everyone is just just around her, taking pictures of the beautiful transformation of her dress. Stacy is almost on the verge of tears, but she doesn't understand that they are not taking pictures of her because they want to embarrass her, they want to post it for their socials! She is the one that Devonté has chosen to wear his first ever transforming dress. Wendy looks around for help. Her eyes find Mateo even though he can't help her. Her wedding will be forever linked to this, to her cousin that she hates so much. That's when it dawns on Mateo that Gray is a very dangerous man. The whine time, this was just part of his grand plan.******Even after everything, the after-party of the wedding ended well. Everyth

Stacy hears another ring of the bell and she pulls at her face. She is tired already, and she thinks that she should give Gray a call and tell him that people are coming to the house and knocking. They are asking her if she was the mysterious lady who wore the transforming dress. She said she wasn't, and shut the door in their face. This has happened to her five times in the last two hours, so she is getting very frustrated with it. Why are they so up in her business?! Maybe she should even call the police.Now, another person has knocked on the door and she has lost her patience. She goes into the kitchen and finds the heaviest pan. She arms herself with it, and tells herself that if she is scary enough, maybe they won't come back. She unlocks the door, raises the pan, but stops herself just in time to see that it's not a news-hungry journalist, it's her cousin, Wendy. She didn't expect to see Wendy, because she just got married yesterday, and they kind of had a fight too. Bu

Wendy sees her plan is working. Stacy has so many insecurities, so whenever she wants something from Stacy, she uses one of them and they have worked almost every time. She smiles as she watches the tears trickle down her cousin's face. She looks so helpless right now. “Oh, my dear cousin.” She mocks. “Are you scared that your husband is going to know your family's dirty little secret?” “It's not fair.” Stacy croaks. “They are already dead, why are you trying to hurt them even more?” “Oh, sweetheart,” Wendy folds her hands. “Your disgraceful family might be dead, but their evil deeds live on. Imagine how hard it has been for the families that were affected by it.” “I'm already paying for it.” Stacy cries. “Why do they have to suffer? Why can't you just leave them alone?” “Let's tell Gray about it, then. Let's hear what he would have to say.” Wendy huffs. “It seems that you have forgotten that I was married to him before you. If there is one thing I know about Gray Lance, is t

They finally get to Mister Devonté's office. He is not even around, but they are trusted so much that they are left alone with a bottle of wine and two glasses to entertain themselves till he gets here. He won't be more longer than five minutes away. Wedding sighs as she crosses her leg. She wasn't the one who was invited, but she takes the bottle of wine, uncorks it, and pours herself a glass. “That security officer doesn't know who he was talking to back there,” she mutters. “As soon as Mister Devonté gets into the room, I will report him and he loses his job.” Stacy doesn't like this at all. She knows that the poor man was just doing his job, so why is she treating him like he did something wrong? “Wendy, I know you are angry, but maybe you should let it go.” Stacy says. “He was strict, but he was just doing his job. Maybe Mister Devonté told them to be careful with who they allow into the building.” “That's not an excuse.” Wendy hiss. “Doesn't he know who Mateo is? I'm his

Wendy's face is immediately flushed with embarrassment. Scoliosis?! She knows that is the biggest insult that you can give to a professional model, to tell them that their back is so bent that it affects their walk. She sits back down in shame, as won't look at Mister Devonté again. “You need to work on your walk and have confidence too. Also, make sure that you visit your doctor to know what to do about your scoliosis.” “Sir, I don't have scoliosis.” She mutters. “With the way your back was bent, I wouldn't be surprised if scoliosis is not the only problem that you have. Just keep practicing, and oh, ask Stacy to give you some tips!” Wendy looks down in anger. She is going to deal with her cousin. How can she, the professional model, be embarrassed like this? Mister Devonté opens a file and pushes it towards Stacy with a huge smile on his face. “Congratulations, my darling. You are now my highest model and muse, we shall be doing a lot of work together.” Stacy can't believe t