ALINA’S POV.

“Do you have a reservation, ma’am?” A waitress asked me at the door of the five-star restaurant I had just walked into.

“Yes, it should be in the name of Seraphina Dawn.” I informed her.

She nced at the notepad she was holding before smiling at me.

“Right this way, ma’am.” She led me towards a table where Seraphina was already seated.

“Let’s do this.” I muttered under my breath, wearing my fake smile.

“Hey, sis.” Seraphina got up to hug me, her usual fake smile on her face.

Now that I know what I know, it’s easier to tell what’s real and what’s fake. !--

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“Hi, hope I didn’t keep you waiting for too long?” I asked as I took a seat opposite her.

“Oh not at all,

you are fine.”

“Why did you change our meeting ce?” I asked, hoping I hid the suspicion in my voice well enough.

We were supposed to meet at a restaurant, but now we were sitting at a restaurant in a hotel.

“Oh, I had prior engagements here, so I just thought we could meet here, kill two birds with one stone, you know?” Sheughed nervously.

The moment she texted me the new address of our meeting ce, I had texted it to Talia, asking her to check it out for me. I was yet to receive a response from her.

“Oh, okay.” I forced a smile. “Anyways, the designs are ready, prepare to have your mind blown.” Ipelled some excitement into my tone.

“Come on, what’s the rush? Let’s order some food and drinks first, then we can talk.” She

“You know what? That’s a great idea.” I agreed.

My phone vibrated in my purse.

suggested.

“You go ahead and order whatever. I’m sure you know what I like. I’ll just head to the restroom real quick, and I’ll be back.” I informed her, standing up.

“Take all the time you need.” She said eagerly.

I rushed towards the restroom and took the call.

“What took you so long, Talia?” I scolded.

“Sorry, it’s a big hotel, so it took some time to hack into all their surveince.” She exined.

“That’s alright. So… anything out of the ordinary?” I asked, my tone a mix of anxiousness and impatience.

“Yeah, that bitch is up to no good.” She told me. “She met with two men just ten minutes before you arrived, and she gave

them a card.”

“What card?”

55 vouchers

“A bank card.” She rified. “Why would she be giving them that unless she’s paying them for a service rendered, or about to be rendered?”

“Where are the men she met?” I questioned.

“They went into one of the rooms,” she responded. “Hold on-” Talia suddenly said, and I could hear the sound of her keyboard.” Seraphina is talking to a waitress right now… she’s handing her a card too… I’d advise you watch what you eat.” Her tone held worry.

She didn’t have to tell me twice. I had no intention of getting drugged twice in a row.

“I’ll be careful.” I assured her.

“I’ll keep watch just in case. Call me if anything.” She said sternly.

“Thank you, Talia.” I said gratefully before going back to the table.

Seraphina had ordered when I got there. I looked at the banquet on the table.

Was she expecting a damn football team?

“This looks yummy.” Imented, sitting down.

“I know, right? I ordered the kitchen special.” She smiled.

I eyed the food skeptically, but I knew there was no way she would drug the food unless she drugged every te. And since she was also eating it, she wouldn’t risk it.

I noticed her ncing over my shoulder, but I pretended not to see her. Almost immediately, a waitress appeared with a tray holding two sses of champagne.

Bingo.

I pulled out the binder holding the designs from my bag and ced it on the table in front of me.

“On the house.” The waitress said, cing it on the table before walking away.

“Just what I needed.” I smiled.

I picked up the ss in front of me, watching as Seraphina’s eyes lightened in anticipation.

“I want to make an apology for pping you the other time. I didn’t have a choice,and that’s why…” I put down the champagne ss and grabbed the binder. “I put a lot of effort into this design.” I finished, stretching it towards her. “Take it.” I urged.

She ced her own ss down and stretched her hand to grab it. I let it go just before her hand could touch it, making it fall to the ground.

“Oh my God, I’m so sorry.” I said apologetically.

“It’s no worries.” She waved me off, not suspecting a thing.

She leaned down to pick up the binder, and that was enough time for me to swap our sses.

By the time she leaned up, I was holding her ss in hand while mine sat in front of her.

“Now… let’s toast to forgiveness, sisterhood, and ruling the fashion world.” I smiled, extending my ss to her.

“Cheers.” She smiled, clicking her ss with mine.

I brought the ss to my lips, noticing as she watched me, and drank it in one gulp.

Satisfied, she took a huge sip from the drugged ss.

“Let’s eat.” Her tone was excited.

I ced a few bites on my te and began to happily munch on my food.

After eating, she began to go through the designs, taking small sips from the ss.

I yawned.

She noticed.

“Ake you okay?” she asked, feigning worry.

“I’m good.” I waved her off. “Is there any adjustment you would like me to make?” I asked her instead.

“Not at all. Everything looks perfect.” Her attention returned back to the designs.

It’s not like she would know if any adjustment should be made anyways. She had zero knowledge of designs. The closest thing she knows about designs was wearing them.

“I will send this to the factory so they can be made as soon as possi— Are you sure you are okay?” She asked again when I yawned for the second time.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Just a bit tired, that’s all.”

I noticed the drug didn’t take effect at once, so I had to pretend I was gradually getting drowsy.

“How about I take you to my room upstairs?” She offered.

“Your room?” I asked, confused.

“Yeah, remember I told you I had business earlier today? I booked a room here.”

Liar.

“Okay, let’s go. Maybe I’ll feel better after a nap.” I agreed.

I got up, pretending to stumble, and she helped me, guiding me towards the elevator.

I noticed her holding back a yawn a couple of times during the elevator ride and I hid a smile. When we got to her floor, I pretended to pass out putting my whole weight on her.

She struggled as she carried me down the hallway to her room. With great effort, she brought out a key card from her bag and opened the door.

After sessfully dragging me inside, she dropped me unceremoniously on the bed.

Then I heard her on the phone.

“She is in the room now, I will set everything up and then youe in twenty minutester, no mistakes and make sure you leave when you are done, she shouldn’t know anything was done to her.” Her tone held malice.

Fucking bitch!

What did I ever do to her?

I heard her moving around, probably setting things up then there was silence.

I opened my eyes slightly just to be safe, she was sitting on a sofa, when I looked closely, she was already passed out.

“Took you long enough.” I breathe out in relief.

The effect of the drugs took longer than expected.

I pulled out my phone and dialed a number.

“I need your help right now, get here in the next five minutes ande with backup.”