Gwen’s POV
?Did she copy my design? Wait… I remember when she came into the mansion and rape my husband. Did she see my draft? “That’s why our room was like that,” I mumbled to myself.
“What are we going to do now?” Geneva says. I sigh.
“Those were just nothing. Have you seen Samuel’s arrival?” I ask. I saw Raphael’s expression.
“Raphael, come here.” I act like I’m busy. He stood?beside me. I tap my cheek.
“Huh?” he murmurs.
“Kiss me on the cheek,” I stated and grab my phone from my bag. When he moves closer, that’s when I turn around and kiss him.
“Good luck charm. Cheer up, I didn’t come here without extra bullets.” He embraced me and I know he is guilty. Mara came and look at us.
“I guess you’ve seen MY designs,” she says. I smiled.
“I did. They’re beautiful. What could you expect from THE MARA,” I emphasize the last two words? She laughs.