****/// IMP NOTE - The chapters have been misarranged. This is chapter no. 109, while the previous chapter was chapter no. 110. Sorry for the inconvinience. Hope you'll understand. Please forgive this poor Author K for such a silly mistake////*****
"What do you want?" Aaron said, highly alert by now.
"Just wanted to ask how she is? Whether she is happy or not." The professor said casually.
Aaron remained silent.
Suddenly the professor flicked his right hand and…
"Aaaarrgghh!!" Aaron shouted like an animal.
Three golden daggers had pierced his sa knee which was previously injured by Jason and was currently healing. Just the difference was it was ten tis worse than what Jason had done.
"I forgot to tell you that I hate people who lay their hands on Hazel." The professor said in a deathly cold voice.
Aaron had already fallen down from his chair, unable to bear with the excruciating pain.
The professor clapped his hands twice, and two n imdiately entered and knelt in front of the professor.
"Take him back and get him treated as soon as possible." The professor ordered and got up to leave the hall.
"What relation do you have with Kizy?" Aaron asked through gritted teeth, trying to control himself from shouting.
The professor halted in his tracks.
"Or maybe let him experience this pain for another ten minutes. Anyways the pain and poison won't kill him instantly. At least next ti he would think twice before questioning ." The professor said before leaving the hall in huge strides.
Thus both the n left Aaron for next ten minutes, where he kept shouting, the pain was getting too much for him.
Once ten minutes were completed where Aaron's shout had turned a little low because of his parched throat, the n returned and carelessly dragged him back to his original room before throwing him on the bed.
Aaron, who had quietened a little, started shouting louder this ti.
A doctor soon entered his room and the golden daggers were removed without giving him anaesthesia, making him feel every single movent which only made his pain worse.
After treating Aaron, the golden daggers were washed and dried carefully, as if they were way more precious than Aaron's life.
"Return this to the professor." The doctor said to the man standing at the door.
Once the man had left, the doctor looked at the semiconscious Aaron.
"If you want to keep your life safe and body intact, rember not to utter even a single sound before the professor. He won't even think once before killing you or more accurately making your life a living hell." The doctor advised before leaving the room.
Aaron just listened to it silently, not having the energy to even react to the doctor.
*6 AM, COUNTRY A*
Mary was sleeping soundly in her suite when soone rang her doorbell. She imdiately got up, thinking it was so kind of ergency situation in her team.
But the mont she opened her door, she was shocked to see all her family mbers standing at the door.
"Good morning mother!!" Kizy greeted her with a warm smile.
"What are you all doing here?" Mary said before rubbing her eyes.
"Am I hallucinating because of my lack of sleep?" Though she had wanted to think this in her mind, she unknowingly spoke this out loud.
"Mary, I told you not to overexert yourself." Grandma said in a reprimanding tone, though it was full of concern.
"Sorry mother." Mary said, now full awake after listening to grandma.
"You don't have to apologize. Just pay attention to your health." Grandma said.
"Do you intend to lecture her while standing in this corridor?" Grandpa asked from behind.
"Sorry mother and father, please co inside." Mary said instantly.
All the mbers entered and settled down on the sofa before Mary served each a glass of water.
When she was about to pass the glass to Kate, she stopped midtrack, confusion written all over her face.
"She is-" Kizy was speaking when…
"She is my mother in law, Miss Kate." Markus introduced Kate, cutting Kizy off mid sentence.
"Ohh!! Sorry for not recognizing. Nice to et you." Mary said in a polite voice.
"No no. It's completely fine as we have never t before. And the pleasure is mine." Kate replied.
"Do you all want to sleep for soti? The suite is huge anyway and it's still quiet early." Mary asked.
"No mom. You rest. We all completed our sleep in flight and we all have our rooms. Just that mother would share a room with you. I had wanted to book her separate room, but she said that she liked to live and share her room with others, thus I added her with you." Markus said.
"No problem at all. In fact it would be great to have soone with . Anyways I am always alone in my room, so it would be better this way." Mary said with a smile.
"Okay then. We will leave for now." Markus said and all of them left the room except Kate and Mary.
"You should go back and sleep so more. We all must have interrupted your sleep." Kate said a little apologetically.
"No no. In fact I am kinda having sleep problems recently. Fashion week begins tomorrow, so I am a little troubled about that." Mary replied.
"You have been the only brand to have two consecutive wins. Why are you stressing over it?" Kate asked.
"To be honest, I wasn't this anxious the previous two tis, but it's like when you are more successful, people expect more from you. Plus there are others just waiting to see your downfall. Thus the more you achieve, the more difficult it gets." Mary said in a tense voice.
"Of course. Because the successful ones are in their positions for a reason. Thus it is obvious for people to expect. But we should always have confidence in ourselves and our skills. If you could win the competition for the past two years, you can do the sa this year as well." Kate tried to assure Mary.
Mary took a deep breath before speaking again.
"Thank you for your support Kate. This truly ans a lot." Mary said genuinely.
"Ohh we are a family Mary. No need for such formalities." Kate replied with a smile.
"Actually this is the first ti I was able to communicate my thoughts directly without anything in between. Usually being a CEO, I can't share all this with others. Plus with my personality, people perceive as a cold and self centered woman. It's hard to et soone like you, who makes feel positive in the very first eting." Mary said, a tinge of excitent evident in her voice.
"You are flattering Mary. In fact I had a suggestion. Kizy knows a little about these latest fashions and all. I am not saying this as her mother, but as a woman. So maybe you can talk to her a little if you want. I am sorry if this offended you though… like you are already a CEO and-" Kate was speaking when Mary interrupted.
"No Kate, not at all. Instead I would truly love it if I could have soone with . If possible I would ask Kizy today itself to join for tomorrow's rehearsals." Mary said excitedly.
Thus Kate and Mary ended up talking for almost an hour before starting their day. Mary also asked Kizy if she wanted to join her and Kizy readily agreed to it.
Soon the fashion week started and it was a great beginning for 'Purple'. All their newly launched outfits were trending in no ti and their prices were skyrocketing.
Everything was smooth sailing for 'Purple'.
While on the other hand, Evans' family and Kate were enjoying their family ti, visiting different destinations everyday. anwhile Mary and Kate had turned into good friends, having a lot to talk about.
This way the days passed by quickly and soon it was the last day of the International Fashion week. Reporters from across the globe were attending today's show, as today's winner would decide who would be ruling the fashion world for the coming entire year.
Mary was sitting inside their designated team room, discussing the last minute details with her team.
"Irene, as usual you will be the first on ramp, wearing 'Morning breeze' while Alison would end the show with 'Midnight blues'. But this ti I want both of you to walk back on the ramp, once we are done, highlighting both of our masterpieces for the week." Mary said.
Kizy was also sitting in the room, listening to all these discussions. Mary's team had initially doubted Kizy, but after her suggestions, they could clearky see that though Kizy wasn't proffessional, her ideas were unique, different from their proffesional perspective and soon everyone had happily accepted her for her talent.
"Mom how about including 'Midday blaze' in the masterpieces?" Kizy suggested.
"To be truthful, 'Midday blaze' is my personal favourite, but as its na, it has got fierce colors. Unlike the mild and fresh shades of 'Morning breeze' or shine but calmness of 'Midnight blues', 'Midday blaze' is a complete contrast.
Plus we are lacking models and one of our model would be changing twice, wearing this the second ti. So it can not be made into a highlight peice." Mary explained.
"Fine. It truly-" Kizy was speaking when suddenly Mary's secretary ca running inside.
"We are in trouble!!" She exclaid even before she could catch her breath.
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Have a fabulous day ahead!!
- Kizy
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