A Deal with Ethan Stratvoski
surements. However, as I had to head to the office, I instructed h
d you mind coming with me to take the measuremen
d with a smile. "I'll make sure ever
oo
ly returned to their tasks. Shelly approached, taking my bags,
e designer inquired, adjusting her tools, immediately after w
be with a touch of sophistication," I explained
something that stands ou
ly," I
nting different options. "What about this rich green silk? It has an elegant
he dress. "Hmm, that could wo
ahh
of burgundy, is more of Mad
hen." The designer says, taki
having a very low
neck can be stunning, it adds a touch of allure to the
se anyone. And you'd be measuring Shelly too. She'd be coming w
ly incorporate that into the design. It'
dically took measurements, starting from my neck, tracing the curves of my chest, defining the line of my shoulders,
n writing things down before sketching down the details of the low V-neck design. "To achieve the right bal
, "I trust your expert
adison. I'll make sure you and She
's just a charity event. But thank you so much for accommodat
r, "It's my pleasure, Madison. I'll e
I exchanged excited glances. "Tha
ow ri
making me your plus on
lls," I teased with a sm
hug before stepping back. "So,
date?" I inqu
e on board with the deal!" Sh
oh
I exclaimed, "When do w
r us to review," Shelly explained, her enthusia
loping Shelly in a big hug. "But how did
t I was think
PA to the Costco PLC is quite the charmer," she smirks "And he vowed to put in a
obliged to resort to something she wasn't comfortable with just to secu
sh me into anything. I genuinely had a good time with his PA and his
y so." I gave he
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what's next on our
shifting slightly. "You have
t to see me?" I ask, rolling my eyes. I wasn't in the mood to sit i
think
other attempt to undermine and gossip about our com
there is drama, hurt, or a hidden motive. "Just be cautious, Maddie
rn. "I will, Shells. Don't worry
couldn't shake off the feeling that there might be more to this sham of a dinner than meets the eye. As I step
attending the same Ivy college as her. What a cruel fate to always make our paths cross. Similar to Tiffany's affluent background, my parents had also been part of Manhattan's elite billionaire circle. However, tragedy struck when an unexplained accident claimed their lives while I was still in my University years. The life Ch
pasting on a forced smile-it simply wasn't nec
up your ass. But sit down, Maddie." she gestured to the
sliding into the seat with a sigh. "I
oo seriously," she taunted, leaning back casually. "I
ne, catch me up then. What's th
g in closer. "Oh, you won't believe w
oint Beaumont. Unlike you,
orphing into a twisted grin. "Fine. I he
rd, or your obsession w
er eyes. "You won't be atte
did you just sa
charity event. Simple," she smirked
ke no orders from sluts?" I retorted
she stood up to glare at me, her
" frame, amplified by the tall heels she wore. "No, how dare you?!" I ask, "What gives you the right to orde
. "You have no idea what you're getting
I shot back, refusing to back down. At this poin
Maddie" She tsked
sit back and watch it h
just sat down and watched your paren
contents at her face. She got up and screamed which earned us more stares from the people
tempting to strike me. I intercepted her
that vile mouth of yours, if not, you would be see
ries of my parents flooded back, the pain raw and piercing. Why did she feel the need to dredge them up? I entertained thoughts of far worse retaliation like clawing her f
thrown into a tan