Face of NICE
Dunice was going through some documents in her office when a knock was heard on the door.
"Come in," she ordered.
Jeffery came in at her order and came to stand in front of her table
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"Good morning ma'am, it's time for your shoot," He said politely.
"Oh, that's right," Dunice replied.
Completing the final day of the shoot brought her immense joy. The dynamic shifts in makeup and constant posing had been both tiring and stressful for her.
"Models deserve a raise," Dunice sighed as she thought to herself.
The face of Nice Cosmetics hasn't been revealed. Nice cosmetics has a clean record and the CEO is untraceable. Anytime "CEO of NICE cosmetics" is searched on Google. It only brings out "H.D Jasper ''- Haliey Dunice Jasper.
There's no image of H.D. Jasper on the internet.
Dunice made sure that she didn't mention any of her names and she only used them as initials and added her surname at the back of her initial so no one would be able to suspect that it was her. She didn't want anything that would put herself or her child in danger that's why she remained anonymous.
Her social handles are strictly for posting her makeup and skincare products. Her clean records had been a misery to other companies in her line of business. They tried digging in on her but found nothing.
NICE Cosmetics was quickly gaining popularity, and Dunice knew it was only a matter of time before the world would want to know who was behind the company's success. However, the thought of revealing herself to the world made her feel uneasy. Coupled with the fact that Alex already knows he has a daughter. She felt like there shouldn't be a problem.
Nervously, she contemplated the upcoming product launch. She had poured her heart and soul into these new skincare and lipstick lines, and she was determined to make them a success. But deep down, she knew that she couldn't do it alone. The success of her company was riding on the shoulders of its mysterious CEO. And she knew that to truly realize her vision, she would have to make herself known to the world. The thought made her heart race, but she knew it was the right thing to do.
"Jeffery?" Dunice called.
"Yes ma'am?" Jeffrey answered.
"I'm sorry about the other day, I didn't mean to talk to you like that I just got pissed off," Dunice apologized.
"No ma, I should be the one apologizing, I believe I overstepped my bounds because you are too kind. Please forgive me for my rude behavior the other day," Jeffery said as he bowed his head.
Dunice stood off from the seat and tapped Jeff by his shoulder and they both headed out. The shoot was completed in no time and Dunice was more than happy.
"Wow, that was fast," Dunice exclaimed.
"Yes, ma'am it's just a little finishing up we had to do, we started the compilation already, and all we have left it's to add this clip and we are good to go!" The photographer said happily.
"Mrs Jasper, I must say you give off bad girl vibes. With the trailer I'm seeing I'm sure you'll be the topic of the internet the moment your face is made known to the world." The editor chimed in.
"Thank you so much everyone" Dunice appreciated their compliments and gestures.
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It was a sunny afternoon. Charrisa sat at the owner's corner of a sophisticated SUV vehicle. She was staring through the window as her mind seemed lost but something suddenly caught her attention.
"Park! I said park the damn car!!!" Charrisa screamed at the driver.
"Y-yes ma," the driver stuttered as he quickly parked the car.
Charrisa came down from the car and stared at the billboard above. The shock was evident on Charrisa's face. The billboard heading says "The Face Of Nice Cosmetics"
"Du-Dunice!?!!!" She stuttered
"That can't be maybe she just looks like Dunice," Charrisa whispered as she shook her head in denial.
"Take me to my company," Charrisa ordered the driver as she got into the car.
Charrisa's heart raced as the car sped towards her company headquarters. Conflicting thoughts swirled in her mind, trying to make sense of the unexpected revelation on the billboard. As they approached the building, Charrisa immediately summoned her manager.
Charrisa glared at her manager, frustration evident in her eyes.
"Laurence, I asked you to get the information about the CEO of Nice Cosmetics, and you assured me it was clean. Why didn't you inform me it was Dunice?" she questioned with simmering anger.
Laurence, her assistant, looked genuinely confused. "Who's Dubuve, ma'am?" She innocently inquired.
Charrisa took a deep breath, realizing there might be a mix-up in the information.
"Not Dubuve, Dunice! Dunice is the CEO of Nice Cosmetics. How could you miss that?" she snapped.
Laurence's eyes widened in realization. "Oh, Ma'am, the CEO of Nice Cosmetics is not Dunice but H.D. Jasper."
Charrisa's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "H.D. Jasper? But the billboard said 'The Face Of Nice Cosmetics.' What about Dunice?" she questioned, her frustration now mixed with a sense of bewilderment.
Laurence hesitated, realizing the confusion. "It seems Dunice is using the initials H.D. as part of her professional name – H.D. Jasper. Perhaps she rebranded or adopted a different persona for her cosmetics venture," she explained cautiously.
"Ahhhhh!" Charrisa screamed.
Charrisa's frustration reached its peak; the revelation about Dunice's rebranding, coupled with Alex's rejection, left her feeling as if the universe conspired against her. In a moment of clarity, she pondered the potential consequences of the billboard.
"What if Alex sees the billboard and falls for Dunice?" a worrisome thought crossed her mind.
Determined, Charrisa asserted, "No, never. I won't let that happen,"
After pondering for some time, a wicked smirk settled on Charrisa's face.
"Just you watch and see how I'll turn the tables, Dunice," she declared, her laughter echoing with a touch of maniacal determination.
At that moment, Charrisa hatched a plan to not only salvage her personal life but also to outshine Dunice in the business arena. The laughter, fueled by a newfound sense of cunning, reverberated through her office as she began plotting her strategic moves.