Chapter 79
"Timothy, I just don't want to discuss this now," Manuel said, glancing at his jewelry design contest trophy. "I want my talents to benefit the Harvey Group." He'd previously declined Timothy's invitation to join Clark Jewelry, appreciating the offer but prioritizing his family. The Harveys were fiercely loyal, their bond unbreakable. Manuel’s talent, however coveted, wouldn't be used to destabilize them.
"Manuel, I understand your family's unity," Timothy pressed. "I didn't push before, but this is crucial—for both of us. You want to meet Angel, don't you?"
The name sparked Manuel's interest. "You contacted Angel?"
Angel, a legendary figure in jewelry design, was an icon. Their debut masterpiece became a global sensation, captivating the wealthy and influential. Each subsequent collection was a masterpiece, leaving critics speechless. Their identity remained a mystery, their gender unknown.
Manuel was a devoted fan, his passion for design ignited by Sara and Ashley's limited-edition Angel pieces. The sheer creativity astounded him; he yearned to create similar works.
"With Mr. Harvey's help, I've contacted Angel," Timothy continued. "But a partnership requires winning next week's Sokovis jewelry design contest. Our main competitor is Trevon's Brilliance. Selina, despite being merely a trophy wife, is still Trevon's legal spouse." Timothy paused; further explanation was unnecessary.
Manuel understood. This was a vendetta. He and Timothy would lead Clark Jewelry to victory over Brilliance, securing a collaboration with Angel and ultimately triumphing over Trevon and Selina.
The prospect of meeting his idol spurred even the resolute Manuel. "Give me a night to consider it, Timothy."
"I'll await your answer," Timothy replied. "I know you'll make the right choice."
Manuel stepped onto his balcony for a cigarette after the call. A decision solidified as the smoke curled away.
The following day, as Selina and Trevon breakfasted, Trevon unexpectedly mentioned the Sokovis jewelry design contest and Clark Jewelry's participation. Selina, startled, wondered if she'd inadvertently revealed something.
"Wouldn't this be perfect for payback?" Trevon asked. "Brilliance is competing. I can secure you a spot; each company sends two contestants."
Selina smirked. "Honey, do you really think I can design?"
"Of course," Trevon said, placing sausage on her plate. "You're capable of anything."
Selina fed Trevon a bite, her cheeks resting in her hand. "Refusing would make me seem unworthy, wouldn't it? Perhaps… I'll try." Trevon was surprised by her eagerness. He briefly wondered if he'd overestimated her, then dismissed the thought. His phone rang—a common ringtone. A smirk played on his lips as he ate the sausage. "I look forward to seeing how amazing my wife is."
Even if Selina wasn't Angel, discovering more of his wife's talents was exciting. "Brilliance it is. And, babe, I'd like Brilliance to craft gifts for Lydia and the band—the ones from the music festival."
Selina had to keep her identity as the dark web hacker Charm hidden. Revealing it would be lethal. Maintaining Angel's mystery was crucial to protecting her cover. The key was preventing Trevon from connecting Angel and Selina.
"Of course," Trevon replied. "But, babe, you take such good care of everyone. Don't you think you deserve something designed by you? I've yet to receive a personal gift."
Trevon's jealousy was evident, but Selina, massaging his shoulders, leaned in. "Honey, I have a gift ready. It needs the perfect moment. Trust me, it'll be a surprise."
Trevon had showered her with gifts; she owed him a thoughtful return. His jealousy subsided. "Then I'm looking forward to it. No backing out."
"Okay, honey. Try this; I think this dish is delicious."