<b>Chapter </b><b>233 </b>
Vanessa sank slowly into her chair, her mind going in a million directions as Christian continued.
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“If it makes you <i>feel </i><i>any </i>better, I know you can <i>do </i><i>it</i><i>. </i><i>I’m </i><i>not </i><i>exactly </i><i>sure </i>what’s been <i>keeping </i><i>you </i>upied…but now is the time to get serious. <i>If </i>you want to run the <i>design </i>department I need to know you’re <i>capable</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>
Vanessa looked up at Christian, her perfect smile mask back on her face.
“<i>I </i>understand <i>big </i>brother<i>! </i><i>I </i>won’t let <i>you </i>and <i>father </i><i>down</i><i>!</i>”
Christian nodded in approval. As she hurried back to her office, Vanessa’s mind began to race with panic. The reason she’d been so preupied these past several months was because she had to help Jamie constantly move Tillman around. The pressure was starting to get to Jamie which meant it was getting to her. She couldn’t afford for Christian to learn the truth.
After getting back to her office, Vanessa quickly grabbed some sketches and blueprints that were in her desk. After scanning over the documents, Vanessa’s <b>face </b>scrunched up. These designs weren’t going to be good enough for Christian<b>. </b>Grabbing her keys, she decided to head home.
“If <i>my </i>brother asks, <i>tell </i><i>him </i><i>I </i>went <i>home </i>to <i>start </i><i>working </i><i>on </i><i>some </i>designs <i>for </i>the <ipetition</i>.<i>” </i>
Vanessa informed one of the interns and headed out of the building.
When she arrived home, Vanessa made a b–line straight to Josie’s room. Closing the door quietly behind her <b>so </b>that her mother wouldn’t hear, Vanessa began ransacking Josie’s closet. Pulling out a box filled with binders and sketch books. As she scanned through the booklets. Vanessa’s face began to fall. Many of these sketches she’d already used and the ones she didn’t they weren’t condos or townhouses. Frustrated she threw the books into the closet.
“What the hell am I <i>going </i>to do <i>now</i><i>!!</i>”
Vanessa felt like a building was crashing onto her head. All these years, no one in the family knew it was Josie’s work that she had been passing on as her own. <i>One </i>day when Josie was visiting her nana, Vanessa went into her room; while going through her things, she found her booklets of designs and sketches. She ended up using many of those designs to <b>deceive </b>her family and school. Up until now, the sketches were her lifeline to sess<b>; </bnding her the cushy position of interim assistant manager in the designing department at HT. But now, she didn’t know what she was going to do. Christian was already starting to notice to difference in her work. The past two months, many of the designs she’d submitted had actually been created by her; nowhere near the technique or creativity of Josie.
Vanessa fumed as she thought about how much more talented Josie was over her. That was the main reason she’d decided to get rid of her four years ago. At the time, she knew the Taylors favored her over Josie, but if they started to notice her talents she wasn’t sure how long that favor wouldst. In order to get rid of Josie, she’d caused a car crash that took the life a young mother and staged it to look like she was intoxicated when it happened. She was banking on the Taylors forcing Josie to take the fall in her stead. Like dancing puppets, they’d did exactly what she knew they would do. She used the next four years to secure her spot as the heiress of HT–Corp. Now, all of her hard work was being threatened because of some stupid Elizabeth Bowen!
Needing some fresh air, Vanessa made her way to her favorite café,
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<i>“</i><b><i>Ms. </i></b><i>Wright</i><i>, </i><i>I </i><i>think </i><i>I </i>just <i>saw </i>the <i>woman </i><i>you </i>hired me <i>to </i>watch enter <i>the </i>cafe.”
Emily smiled lightly. Looks like Josie <b>was </b>right; eventually Vanessa would show up at that café. <fn8e34> Readplete version only at FιndNovel</fn8e34>
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“Good. Now do what I told you to <i>do</i>.<i>” </i>
“Yes ma’am.”
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The woman stood up and began to walk towards Vanessa. As soon as Vanessa walked out of the line with her order, as instructed, the woman bumped into Vanessa causing her to spill her icedtte.
“Oh my gosh<i>!!! </i>I’m so sorry<i>!!!</i><i>” </i>
“What the fuck! Are you blind<i>! </i>Why <i>don’t </i><i>you </i><i>watch </i><i>where </i><i>you’re </i><i>going</i><i>!!</i><i>” </i>
Vanessa fumed as she grabbed her purse off the ground. The woman bowed apologizing over and over.
“I’m so sorry! <i>I </i><i>wasn’t </i><i>paying </i><i>attention</i><i>!</i><i>” </i>
“Ugh! Obviously<i>!</i><i>” </i>
Apologizing one more time; the woman grabbed her bag and hurried out of the café. Still irritated, Vanessa stalked back into <b>the </b>order line to purchase another icedtte.
“Stupid <i>bitch</i>. I should <i>have </i>made her <i>buy </i>me <i>another </i><itte</i>. <i>Ugh</i><i>!</i><i>” </i>
As Vanessa pulled her wallet out, a man tapped her on her shoulder.
“<i>Um</i>, excuse me miss.<i>” </i>
Still upset, Vanessa instantly snapped at the man.
<i>“</i>What is <i>it</i>!”
Nervous, he handed Vanessa the folder.
“I–Is this yours? I found it over <i>there </i>on <i>the </i><i>ground</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>
Vanessa looked in the direction the man pointed too and then at the folder. Realizing the folder wasn’t hers, she figured the woman must’ve dropped it. Just as she was about to tell the man no, she noticed to the blueprints hanging out. Her eyes instantly widen
<i>“</i>Yes<i>! </i>Yes this is mine<i>.</i><i>” </i>
Vanessa snatched the folder from the man and hurried out of the line and cafe. As she quickly made her way to her car, she opened the folder. Vanessa could hardly believe her eyes and her luck. Inside the folder was blueprints and sketches of houses and condos, but more importantly…the designs were good!
<i>“</i><i>I </i>can’t <i>believe </i><i>it</i><i>! </i><i>Maybe </i>she was <i>going </i><i>to </i>enter thepetition<i>?</i><i>” </i>
Nervously looking around the parking lot to make sure that woman didn’t return, Vanessa quickly got into her car and left.
<b>As </b>she drove off, the woman walked out from behind a pr with her phone to her ear,
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<b><i>“</i></b>It’s done ma’am. <b><i>She </i></b>took <i>the </i>folder with <i>the </i>sketches<b>.</b><b>” </b>
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7 days ago
Knew it Vanessa is a fraud..This is no surprise to me
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