Chapter 8
-Surprise Two-
Arya stood up from her seat and walked towards the stage.
Jane stares at her furiously, stupefaction etched on her face.
“Aryal Jane muttered beneath her voice, staring profusely at her
What the hell is she doing here? How did she get out of jail,” Jane asked inwardly, her facial expression etched with shock.
Jane grabs the mic, with a strong grip, like her life depended on it. “Is there anyone who wants to bid on the paint, huh?” Jane asked, her gaze razzled on the audience, who glanced at themselves, stunned by her sudden demeanor.
“Eight million dollars,” Jane spat out, a hint of frustration evident in her voice.
Murmurs filled the room, as Jane mentioned the price for the paint. She was condemned by the audience, who di up with the price she mentioned.
“Who would pay that much for a painting.”
“Isn’t she being greedy.”
What a fuzz? Eight what, for a mere painting, men and women slandered her from their seat.
“People might think that you are hiding something behind the exhibition, “Arya said, calling Jane’s attention, as she reached. the stage.
Jane’s eyes widened as she stared at Arya, whose face was marred with a mischievous smile
“With that look, people might think that you had seen a ghost, Arya said casually, in a mock calm tone.
ney to bid on this? Who let you in when you are not on the invitation list, Jane asked angrily.
“What? How did you get the money as she glared at Arya.
Arya raised the invitation in her hand, gesturing it for Jane to see. “You invited me remember, a smirk laced her lips, and she flipped the invitation card in the air.
Jane knew that smirk was the same one she had when Arya was being dragged to jail. Jane’s heart trembled against her chest like it was going to burst out and she staggered back in fear. She was so uncomfortable seeing Arya. Jane thought Arya was still in prison, while her minions were trying to eliminate her there.
Jane never expected to meet Arya, not even in her exhibition of all places
Jane scoffs, “I see Mister Dankworth is one of the men you have seduced to save you. Does he know you are spending his money extravagantly, Jane asked, in defiance, attempting to make Arya feel a little of herself and strip off her confident demeanor that irritated the creeped out of her.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
Arya lashes Jane’s cheeks with a thunderous slap, three consecutive times, taking Jane unawares, as she stared at her with a stoic expression, her eyes widened, “I would not have you trample or insult me as you please anymore.” Arya spat out, still keeping her elegant composure and head up.
“An unfriendly reminder Jane, mind your words, your gibberish tongue will land you in trouble, and certainly I would not show you any mercy, Arya spat out in a dreadful voice that sent shivers down Jane’s spine.
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Jane swiftly placed her hands on her cheeks that has gone crimson red, as a result of the slap, “You are a whore and ex- convict, who had broken so many homes, and has nothing to write home about hersell, Jane blurted out, arched her brown, with a ‘do your worse‘ disdainful look on her face at Arya,
Arya let out a faint chuckle that left Jane on the edge, making her wonder what was beneath her sleeves, as her brow marred
“Well, this painting is not up for bidding anymore, a prominent client of mine from England had already paid for it.” Jane declared, after finding the confidence to speak, intending to dismiss Arya, and stop her from being the buyer, as not to unveil her dirty secrets, despite the fact there was no buyer.
Rap up this paint, it is to be delivered this night, “Jane commanded Mia with a husky voice, who rushed to bring down the paint from the wooden stand it was hung on.
Arya chuckles. “You must be joking to think you will deliver a painting I bought to another person. Let us see if this painting of yours is from the renowned artist Adams Thompson, Arya gestured at her with a mischievous look on her face, as anxiety got the best of Jane, continuously picking her finger.
will
Jane looks at Arya, her eyes laced with acrimony, but behind this fury lay a worried mind, ‘She is out to get me, but I w never let you win. Arya! You are just a mistress of the Dankworths, Jane said inwardly, frustration evident on her far bit her lower lip.
“Wrap up this painting fast! It’s going to England,” Jane yelled at Mia, who nodded In fear, as she tried to bring down t paint as commanded, but was unable to
Soon three cops walked into the center and brought down the paint placed on the exhibition. The audience was bewildered at what was happening.
What are you doing? Do you know how much that cost?” Jane blurted out trying to stop the cops, but was shoved aside by one of the cops, who gave her a stirred warning.
“Madam, we are from the forensic expert’s findings. These paintings are fake, painted with oak paper to make them look ancient, the cops informed Arya.
Soon Jane was handcuffed, and the paintings on exhibition were seized.
The audience went into a rage, as they heard what the cops had
So you have been dumping us along, with a fake painting?” a woman asked, dragging Jane’s hair but was stopped by the
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“You fraudster,” a woman walked up to Jane and sent a thunderous slap across her face.
Jane gritted her teeth at Arya, with a disdainful look. “You bitch, you think you would get away with this!” Jane spat out angrily, struggling to break free of the cop’s strong grip on her arms.
Arya walked up to Jane, bent over to her ear, I would get away with it, but you? No, you would not get away with it, I will make sure of that,” Arya whispers, as she turns her face, her eyes laced with rage as they come in contact with Jane’s glaring
eyes
A round of applause echoed in the room, as Lilia went down the stage, with her head up, like she had won a silver medal,
with smiles laced on her lips.
“You did a good job sweetheart, Mrs. Grace cheers her daughter with all smiles laced on her lips.
“There is no way you would not be appointed as the CEO, You did an amazing job sweetheart,” Mrs. Grace compliments her daughter, a satisfactory joy lingering in her heart, as she stares at her daughter with appeasing eyes.
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Lilia chuckles family, alevilish smile marred on her lips, her legs crossed together, with both arms crossed over her chest. She would be surprised now, let us see how an imposter can hear me, Lilia says inwardly, darting her gaze to Arya
Arya walks up to the stage in an elegant and composed manner, a tight midi reel skirt and white collar shirt, bringing out all the alluring curves, and leaving the people who had graced the events speechless.
She grabs the mic, and surveys the audience with her eyes, realizing the questions they had in their mind, which was evident
on their faces.
Lam Arya Dankworth the eldest daughter of Mister Martins Dankworths, she introduced herself to clear the air, but instead the mumurs in the room increased.
“Did Mister Dankworth have another daughter apart from Liliane of the board members asked the man sitting close to him his voice barely above a whisper.
“She seems promising,” a man sitting among the board members blurted abruptly, as he nodded in satisfaction, not minding that his voice was audible.
A chilly smile escaped Mister Martin’s lips, his heart filled with happiness that Arya had impressed the board members positively, without him having an impact on it
Seeing how impressed the board members were with Arya, gave Mister Martin Dankworth the impression that she would en outstandingly well, and work perfectly with the board members stress–free.
In less than a few minutes Arya was done presenting the project she came up with, leaving the board members in bewilderment, with smiles laced on their lips.
A loud applause echoed in the
e room, with all the board members nodding in satisfaction
“Mister Martins, you had a rare gem with a great business mind nd you held her away all along the man who was seated close to Mister Martins complimented him.
Mister Martins nodded with smiles, watching Arya on the stage, as he tapped on the handle of his seat with his fingers in satisfaction.
“How?”
up with this in less than a few hours,” Lilia asked, confusion laced on her face, staring at Arya in shock.
“How did she come up
you
had taken care of it, with disheartenment in her voice, Mrs Grace asked her daughter, who was as “I thought you said, well surprised by the unfolded events before her.
Lilia had stolen Arya’s project, the night before the CEO’s appointed day, to make Arya fail, watch her make a fool of herself, and disappoint her father that he made the wrong choice by bringing Arya back.
However, unknown to her, Arya knew of her plan and prepared a special project beforehand, one different from the one
Lilia stole from her.
It turned out that Lilia ended up making herself a fool and losing the position to Arya, whom she acknowledged as an imposter
“And the new CEO of Dankworth’s Group and Co. is Arya Dankworth, my eldest daughter,” Mister Martin declares, in an enthusiastic and cheerful voice, pointing towards Arya, who was walking up to the stage, to acknowledge her father’s call.
With a smile on Lilia’s face, she embraces Arya, “No congratulations, do not think you have won, it would only last for a while.
“I promise you that,” Lilia spats in a threatening voice,
