Chapter 491

Chapter 491:

Vivi watched Kyla leave, a wave of disquiet washing over her. After a brief pause, she decided to follow suit and left as well.

As Kyla stepped out of the spa, she ended the call with a sharp tap, her fingers trembling ever so slightly. Her heart pounded in her ears, but she forced herself to steady the whirlwind of emotions threatening to consume her.

“Noah actually went after the Howe family…” she murmured, the words barely above a whisper. A flicker of exhilaration danced in her eyes, though she kept her expression carefully neutral.

If—no, when—Sadie found out, how would she react? The image of Sadie crumbling under the weight of devastation, everything crashing down around her, sent a surge of satisfaction through Kyla. She could almost taste the moment, savor the despair that would undoubtedly grip Sadie’s heart.

But she wouldn’t be reckless. No, flaunting this openly would be a mistake. A sudden thought struck her, and without hesitation, she snatched up her phone and dialed.

“Nanette,” she said smoothly as the line connected, “where are you? Meet me at our usual spot. Now.”

She didn’t wait for a reply before ending the call. Sliding into her car, she pressed her foot to the gas, a slow smirk tugging at the corners of her lips as she sped off.

Vivi’s expression was a thundercloud, dark and brooding.

“Sadie…” She spat the name like venom, her jaw clenched so tightly it ached. Her eyes burned with raw jealousy.

Why? Why did Sadie get to have both Noah and Alex wrapped around her finger? What did she have that Vivi didn’t?

In terms of family background, talent, and looks, Vivi knew she was every bit Sadie’s equal, if not superior. And yet, Noah saw only Sadie. Even Alex treated her as though she were something special.

The memory of Susannah’s confrontation with Sadie that day replayed in Vivi’s mind, reigniting her frustration all over again.

Step into a new world at gαℓησν𝒆ℓs․cøm

NO. She refused to accept this. She would not stand by and watch Sadie revel in her undeserved glory.

A thousand schemes raced through her mind, twisting and shifting like a storm—until her gaze settled on the glowing screen of her phone. Without hesitation, she dialed. The moment the call connected, her voice was crisp, cutting through the silence like a blade.

“Saylor, it’s me.”

“Vivi? What can I do for you?” Saylor’s response was polite, so Vivi didn’t waste time.

“Did our studio take on a project from the Ellis family yesterday?” Vivi cut straight to the point.

“The Ellis family?” Saylor hesitated for a beat, then something clicked. “Ah, I see. You’re talking about Lamont Ellis’s wedding—the son of Philip Ellis, right? Yes, they placed an order for a full jewelry set with our studio.”

“That’s the one!” Vivi confirmed, her tone chilling by the second. “Move that project up. I want to meet the Ellis family tomorrow—I’ll be discussing the details with them personally.”

“Tomorrow?” Saylor sounded caught off guard. “But, Vivi, that project was scheduled for next month. Isn’t this a bit rushed? Won’t it be—”

“Enough!” Vivi snapped, slicing through Saylor’s concerns with cold impatience. “Just do as I say. Stop wasting my time.”

A brief silence followed before Saylor’s reluctant response. He didn’t dare challenge Vivi any further. “Okay. Consider it done.”

Vivi ended the call with a slow, satisfied smirk curling at the edges of her lips.

“Sadie… you love the spotlight, don’t you?” she murmured, her fingers lightly tracing the phone screen. “Then I’ll make sure you get all the attention you could ever want.”

.

.

.