With Lylaâs birthday, Winstonâs third wife, drawing near, Alyssa dedicated her nights to crafting a present In her room. It was a ring of pure gold, inlaid with natural aquamarine and diamonds.
Craftsmanship-wise, this was a piece of cake. Only the aquamarine heightened the cost of the ring. It was a true blue, straight-from-the-mine crystal that was still attached to its host rock when she got it.
Alyssa was always thorough and devoted when it came to the gifts she prepared for her loved ones.
She used to be the same toward Jasper, too. Sadly, he never appreciated it.
Just then, a video call request appeared on her phone. It was Sliva Nunez, her assistant from her jewelry design firm.
âThere are very few reasons why you would call me at this hour,â Alyssa said while polishing the crystal.
Dow you remember Tyson Nolan?â Sliva asked.
âYeah. Why? He apprenticed under me for three years before starting a jewelry line of his own. Heâs a pretty gifted student.â
âYou wonât believe what happened. Someone contacted him asking to make a mimic of your jewelry design a couple of days ago.
âIsnât that outrageous? You might want to consider showing yourself in public again, Alexa, before counterfeits start filling the market!â
Alyssa laughed leisurely. âNo reason to get worked up. It shows how irreplaceable I am. They couldnât find me, so they had to counterfeit my work to satisfy their egos. No one elseâs work sufficed.â
âTyson came to tell me this first thing after he failed to get in touch with you. He doesnât want to take the job at all, saying it was an insult to your name, craft, and his loyalty to you, his teacher!â
Alyssa was impressed.
Alyssa asked curiously, âWho is this person whoâs commissioning the fake if you donât mind me asking?
They must be truly influential to be able to find my disciple.
âIâm not sure how they got to know him, but he says theyâre a Cyrrian from Solana City. A woman. The rich heiress kind, with the last name Harper.
Alyssa was caught off guard.
âOh, sheâs also that pianist, Christina Hammondâs student,â Sliva added.
Alyssa smirked when she realized what was going on.
As they continued to push the boundaries of her tolerance, Alyssa had no reservations about not holding back.
âTell Tyler to proceed with the commission, Sliva. He has my permission,â Alyssa said slyly âWhat? Why?â
âTell him to give it his all, and donât make me look bad.â
Five days later, Jasper received word of alarming news after his staff meeting.
Ada Kingsley bod Ada Kingsley had agreed to work with Berenike Hotel.
âWhat is this?â Jasper asked sternly as he gazed out of his office windows.
Xavier said, âI heard Ms. Betty got her hands on one of Alexaâs designs and gave it to Ada. Thatâs why she has agreed to work with us!â
Jasper sneered. âItâs definitely a counterfeit.â
âThat⦠I canât be so sure. Shouldnât Ms. Kingsley be able to identify a genuine product from a fake one? Xavier felt dejected.
He went on, saying. âIf they sign the contract, the hotel will fall into Betty and that witchâs clutches.
What if they exploit the situation and begin to oppress us?â
âAlyssa should have heard the news by now,â Jasper murmured to himself.
Betty was a far more taxing opponent than Alyssa was. But that was the least of his concerns right now.
Xavier sighed. âMadam hasnât been taking much action these days. She might have given up for all we know.â
âGive up? Like hell, Jasper said slowly. âAlyssa would never give up so easily. Sheâs very likely biding her time right now. Iâm sure sheâs already plotting her next move if she hasnât already.â
Betty Beckettâs intelligence paled in comparison to his beloved wifeâs.
As soon as he thought that, he realized his mistake. She was now his ex-wife.
Jasper winced as his heart ached.