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Fearlessly Authentic

She rose from the ashes and danced in the fire. ....................... She, Eira (Eye-Ra) May Wilson, was a an innocent girl, trapped in a family of wolves, who wanted her wealth and power. She gave them all to her 'family', when she had given everything, and was left with nothing, they left her to die, in the darkness. They say blood is thicker than water. She laughed at herself. What a naive girl she was, but now she will not be. She ran away from everyone, to make herself stronger. Her setback was a blessing, she survived what was meant to destroy her. She came back like a boss....... fabulous, wiser, stronger than ever. ......................... SHE WILL DESTROY EVERYTHING WHICH HAD DESTROYED HER ............................. *** The cover pic is not mine, I took it from Pinterest***

princess_birdy98 · Urban
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27 Chs

Predict a freaking car accident

The unique embroidery on the silk dress with a plunging neckline and illusion sleeves, the dress hugged her ever curves. She looked at her reflection in the mirror. Her bosoms were full on display, she marveled at her reflection and smiled seductively, anyone would fall for her, she thought.

She walked out of the trial room and twirled as she showed off the dress to her friends.

"How do I look?" she asked.

Everyone gasped as they looked at her, her slender arms and long legs were broadcasted in front of their eyes.

She looked sexy and hot. The girls bobbed their heads, hiding their jealousy in their hearts.

"You look gorgeous..." a girl gasped.

"I have no words to describe how sexy you look..." another checked her out.

"You're heavenly!"

"I can't take my eyes off you..."

"You look drop dead gorgeous..."

" You look out of this world..."

Her friends said and the sales lady admired her.

Anna smirked, she was happy with the compliments and hurriedly bought the dress and other items like heels and a bag with jewellery.

...

At Eira's mansion,

Eira's eyes drooped as a yawn escaped her mouth, the old lady who witnessed the scene threw a dress on her granddaughter, angrily.

"Grandma" Eira rubbed her eyes as she threw the dress on the floor.

"Can't you help me?" Old madame Wilson glared at the young lady.

"Ma, what's up with all these?" Eira threw a disguised look at the dresses hanging in the whole room.

"I am making an appearance after a long time, so, help me select the best dress" the madame yelled, making the ladies who were here to help the lady tremble.

"Why did you bring them?" Eira asked as she glanced at the 5 ladies.

"Their sense of fashion is poor, now get up you lazy brat" the old madame narrowed her eyes at her.

The 5 most famous designers in the country were called having poor sense of fashion, making them go speechless, for a minute.

Eira shook her head in resignation, it was a waste to argue with the unreasonable lady, calling the best designers poor.

She stood up and crossed her arms over her chest, and spared a glance at every dress hung in the room.

The designers looked at the young lady. They were sure, this lady did not know anything about fashion as her present dress showed. She was wearing a short floral dress.

Eira picked a silver dress with trumpet sleeves, it was simple yet elegant and classy. She took a scissor and cut the neckline into a round shape and stitched it.

She picked up some simple diamond necklace placed on the table and paired it with small earrings. She asked her grandma to try it.

Old madame walked out after changing into a long dress, with a trail. She looked beautiful and classy with a royal aura around her.

The designers were dumbstruck, looking at the madam, they had thought that the young girl would destroy the millions dollars dress, but a single cut in the neck transformed the simple dress into an amazing dress.

Eira checked her grandma from head to foot and nodded at the dress.

"Pair it with this" she said, handing her the jewelleries.

The old madam was happy as she twirled in the dress, a smirk playing on her lips. She was satisfied with the dress.

"You should get yourself a dress too," the lady added.

"I have already made my dress," Eira told her.

"How dare you design your own dress without telling me and not making mine?" she yelled as she threw a fit.

Eira gestured to the desingeres to leave and calmed the old lady.

......

Morris's siblings left the island to their busy schedule the next day.

The Morris family was one of the top families in the country, the patriarch of the family was Albert's dad, Willkie Morris, a powerful man worth billions of dollars.

Austin Morris, 25 years old, the current President of Morris industries limited, a multinational conglomerate company.

Aliyah Morris, 21 years old, a renowned fashion designer with her own fashion brand not under Morris company. She had made it herself.

Albert Morris, 21 years old, bratty man who was spoiled rotten by his step-mother. He was lazy, arrogant and the biggest player in the whole country. He loved cars and nothing else, but was worse at it.

Next comes the Bohn family, a family of royals and they were very active in the military, and had close relations with Eira's grandfather, the Wilson family. But they had cut their ties with the Wilson family, since the disappearance of the key figures of the family, like Eira's grandfather Max, her father, Roger, and her mother, Bozhena Rolfe.

It was told that the key figures of the Wilson family died in a car accident, but Eira was not a fool to believe it.

Before their disappearance, they had told her many things as if they knew they would be gone the next day, and she was smart to believe that they can't predict a freaking car accident.

When she had lived at the Wilson mansion with her uncle and aunt, they had shown sorrow at start and then slowly took control over the company, they had taken every property which was in her name.

Eira looked at the various documents about the car accident placed on her desk. She rubbed her throbbing forehead with her fingers, and she opened a file on her laptop, which had all videos captured by CCTV camera of the accident.

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