The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"It's fine." Roza squinted her eyes and flicked the ash from her cigarette with her slender, pale fingers. "I have no family. I make my home wherever I go."

"What are you talking about? If you have no family, what am I?" Bella affectionately linked arms with her. "Once a teacher, always a... you know."

"Taking advantage of me, huh?" Roza teased, hooking Bella's chin with the hand holding the cigarette.

Roza was taller and had a bigger frame than Bella. Combined with her bold and sassy gestures, their close interaction invoked a strange chemistry between them.

Axel sat among the crowd, but his gaze was fixed solely on Roza's every move. He did not like people who smoked. Every time Ralph had a cigarette, he would find a way to snatch it from him.

Yet, for some reason, seeing Roza's slender fingers holding a cigarette captivated him. The smoke softly obscured her cool, delicate features and the lazy elegance in her half-closed eyes as she exhaled. At this moment, even though she was doing something he disliked, she looked like a mesmerizing sketch imprinted on his soul.

other for a while and had not been in

bring them closer. However, Roza had not spoken a word

one go, regardless of what it was. "Holy crap! Ax, you've really outdone yourself!" Ralph exclaimed, slapping his back excitedly. "A full glass of absinthe, and you chugged it in one go?! Even I need to sip on that.

Axel froze. 'Absinthe?!'

like his entire digestive tract was on fire. He dropped

Axel's retreating figure, her

you?" Bella slipped back into her mentor role, taking the cigarette from Roza's fingers and extinguishing it. "I know you need inspiration for your designs, but there are many ways to find

don't need a man. As long as my designs look good, that's all that matters," Roza replied with a dismissive smile, though it carried a

eyes playfully, glancing toward where Axel had been sitting, only