191 A Secret Behind Those Designs

The next day, Amber and Ashton stayed at her place.

They have nothing in mind or anything they wanted to do.

She was lying on his lap while he was reading some report that was sent over on his tablet.

He may have asked a break but he still works remotely in order to keep the company in its track.

It has been almost half a year after he once again took over the company and he had been able to make it rise back to half from where it was before he threw a rampage.

The major shareholders were no longer skeptical about him once again taking over the company for he showed his full potential within just a short span of time.

Amber was just scrolling on her phone.

"Ash?"

"Hmmm?"

"Can't we still get married?"

Ashton looked down at her with her sudden question, Amber was already looking up at him with her phone on the coffee table.

She was not wearing her mask.

Ashton sighed and placed the tablet on the table.

He started caressing her hair to which Amber closed her eyes and smiled.

"Don't you want your brothers to be there when we get married?" he asked after a while.

"That's not it but I am loving this," Amber replied honestly.

"When we are not doing anything, we can just be like this. Having our very own leisure times," she added.

"I think even if we do get married, there would still be a lot of times where we wouldn't be able to meet each other. Especially during this times," Ashton replied.

"Hmmm," Amber knew of that after all.

She just kept missing this, the comfort she feel whenever she is with him.

All the nightmares and recollections were gone whenever he was beside her.

"Let's get married then, after you are done with this country, before you go to another place," Ashton relented.

Amber looked at him, "Are you sure?"

"We can just get married again when your brothers are finally aware of who you truly are," he answered.

Amber smiled widely, it is not that she was in the rush to be married to him but somehow she knew she would feel even more secure when they are already married.

She sat up and hugged him tight straddling him.

Ashton hugged her back as he chuckled.

They really are different than normal couples.

Most of the time it was the men who wants to get married with their ladies instantly yet they were in reverse.

It's not that he didn't want to marry her already but he really wanted for her brothers as her family to be there.

They have missed a lot of events in her life, he just wanted to let the three of them as a family to enjoy this event and celebrate it together.

"You promised," Amber pulled away and said.

"I promise," he answered dotingly.

Ashton laughed, "You? I don't think you would be."

Amber smiled before hugging him again.

She genuinely felt happy right now.

The thing with Hayley was already at the back of her mind.

Ashton's presence on her was that big after all. It was big enough that no matter what her troubles are, whenever he was there, everything would disappear and she would be at peace.

*****

Hayley just left the place where Mark is supposed to be living with his mother.

Fear and devastation filled her face, the place was a home of another family.

She tried calling him and texting him of where he might be or what he is doing, but there was no reply.

She didn't tell him yet that she's in Helios country. She felt like she needs to find him without him knowing that she is indeed looking for him.

She was tired and already hungry, the moment the flight landed she went to search for him.

It was already night and still to no avail.

Just as she entered a restaurant to have her dinner slash late lunch, the news on the TV caught her eyes.

"For the event tonight, the new collection for Crown is being modeled. It was an elegant and of a royal styled collection. Befitting the rich and the royals themselves. Here's the sneak peek."

Her jaw almost dropped when the sneak peek came to her view.

It was only a glimpse but being the designer she knew just what kind of dresses she designed.

Instead of sitting down to order she left the restaurant and went straight to where the venue is.

Her body somehow felt numb and everything Amber, Jake and Alissa said started replaying in her mind.

Tears threaten to fall but she didn't allow them to do so.

It is not for her to cry, she must not.

She can't for all of these were because she didn't listen to anyone.

After arriving at the venue, she took a deep breath. Just as she stepped forward, Amber's masked face appeared on her mind and she made a little detour.

It was the third to the last dress and everyone was completely amazed by its intricate design.

It has about three to four layers of fabric. The last three were the newest collection of Crown, the main collection of the night.

Just as the model turned someone else appeared on the stage.

She was wearing a half black mask.

With a mic on her hand, she greeted, "Good evening ladies and gentlemen, I'm sorry for the interruption. But a bird told me something very interesting."

Everyone stared at her, who was this woman?

"Oh, don't mind my identity. Just want all of you to get out of these people's cunningness."

"What are you talking about, who allowed this woman up there?" Mark stood up and asked.

The model was also fuming mad.

These clothes were under her name as the designer.

"Relax now mister, I have heard from my friend about how you deceived her," the woman replied with a smile.

It was the smile Amber always uses whenever she tries to pull down someone.

"Friend? What the hell are you talking about? Guards, bring this woman away from the stage."

Mark has a bad feeling. The woman in front of him has long blue wavy hair and deep blue eyes. He didn't know whether she is using contacts and wig or not. But he never met anyone who has the same air as her.

Yet to his dismay and the model who was still in the runway, no guards or to be more precise no one is trying to stop the woman right now.

"Sir?" one attendant asked as he looked at another man in the backstage.

"Let her do it, I will take responsibility to whatever it is that may happen tonight," the man replied.

The attendant looked at the head of the guards and nodded.

This person was among the sponsors of this event. They can't just dismiss his wishes, especially when he is the top sponsor.

The woman seeing no reaction from the people of the event continued, "Why are you on edge? You have hurt my friend, we can't just let you live as if you did nothing wrong."

Mark went up the stage and approached the model. He stood by her side and wrapped his arms around her waist.

The light in the woman's eyes flickered. But it disappeared the moment it appeared.

"So mister Mark Peterson may I ask? How does it feel? To have your… hmmm could you be his girlfriend? Miss Fiona Heart? Take all credits for those dresses?"

Fiona Heart was a famous model but became even more famous when she started the collection Crown.

It was only a few new designs per quarter but was already famous all year round.

The reporters were listening attentively. It was no secret in Helios that Mark Peterson was Fiona Heart's lover.

But what they are waiting for was the piece of news that this woman was going to say.

"But mister Peterson did you know that there is actually a secret behind those designs?" the woman continued.

Both Mark and Fiona knitted their brows upon hearing her say it.

The reporters raised their cameras.

"The name of the collection should have been Royals, but did you know why?" she continued.

"What are you talking about? Fiona created this designs, why would there be another designer?" Mark asked.

The woman walked closer to them, the mic still on her hands.

"Do you really want me to elaborate it? What kind of deceitful act you are trying to pull?"

"Go on then, show your proof that this is not Fiona's design," Mark replied with confidence.

When Hayley gave him these designs, she told him that it was created with a queen on mind, why she had called it Royals collection.

With his mother in her mind, she created these designs.

She didn't say anything about this secret and all, just what does this woman in front of him want?