Chapter 102
Once Lexi had given her consent, Lila went public, announcing Lexi’s connection to Logan under her name.
At the very same moment, Logan’s appeared on Lisa’s film set, a five-carat diamond ring in hand, and proposed.
The public was stunned.
Everything happened so fast it was almost unbelievable—but no one could verify Lexi and Logan’s family connections.
They had no choice but to watch it unfold in silence.
And with Lila as Lexi’s new manager, the speculation only grew.
A versatile mafia heiress as a godsend for her cousin, yet capable of keeping the biggest players of the underworld under her sway?
It was too much for the public imagination.
Lexi simply smiled, unbothered.
Her calm only deepened the mystery surrounding her.
“Congratulations, Lexi,” Logan said, idly brushing rouge on his cheeks in the makeup room.
“Another relative to your name… you really have a way of pulling off surprises p>
Lexi ignored his veiled sarcasm, her voice cool and controlled.
“Did you go to see Lisa p>
Logan paused mid-stroke.
So Lexi had figured out the heart of the problem.
But he misjudged one thing—it wasn’t Logan who approached Lisa; it was Lisa coming to him.
The enemy of my enemy is my friend.
If Lisa wanted to teach Lexi a lesson, he was more than willing to lend a hand.
Even if it meant dragging Sebastian into the mess.
But he hadn’t counted on Lila stepping in, and that made Lexi’s position far more secure.
“In this world, Lexi,” Logan said, raising a brow, lips curling into a wicked smile, “you’re not the only one people look at with suspicion.
Many see you as a fox, climbing on men to rise.
You’d better mind your tail… don’t let it show p>
“You should mind your own tail, Logan.
I doubt you’d want your true face seen by Sebastian,” Lexi replied, finishing her preparations with a sly smile.
Logan snorted, accelerating his own work.
Don’t think having Lila in her corner makes her untouchable.
Lexi had a target painted on her back, and he was only getting started.
Lexi turned to leave the makeup room—but ran headfirst into Lisa, sending them both sprawling.
Her elaborate costume and heavy headpiece threw her to the ground, disheveling her hair and smudging her makeup.
“Lexi! I-I’m sorry, are you okay? I didn’t mean it!” Lisa scrambled to help, but in her effort, she ripped Lexi’s costume.
“No need.
I’ve got it.” Lexi rose gracefully, masking her awareness that Lisa’s “accident” had been intentional.
This was part of the game—let’s see how far this act could go.
“But… this costume’s damaged. The rules say you have to compensate for it… I heard it’s expensive.” Lisa stepped back, lowering her head timidly, secretly delighted.
Lexi was about to be cornered.
“Is that so?” Lexi’s smile sharpened, icy beneath its surface.
“Then I suppose you’ll handle it, since you’re the one who knocked me down p>
“What? But I didn’t—this was your costume, not mine!” Lisa stammered, retreating behind Marcus.
Lexi had expected this and didn’t press further.
Instead, she walked directly to Logan.
“Logan, all that makeup of yours was wasted p>
He frowned.
“What do you mean p>
Lexi sighed and adjusted her forehead.
“Your scene today is with me, but my costume somehow got ruined. Filming can’t continue. I’ll tell the director we all take a break. If it delays the schedule… who will answer for it p>
Logan understood immediately—Lexi was seeking a scapegoat.
And now, with him swaying toward her side, any mistake only reinforced her position.
“Costume’s just a costume,” he said lazily.
“Send a replacement tomorrow.
Wear another one today p>
“Thanks, Logan,” Lexi replied with a radiant smile that seemed to light the room.
“Lexi, one more thing,” Logan said coldly, crossing his arms.
“Lisa will officially join the set tomorrowWhen you’re acting with her, don’t ruin your costume again p>
Lexi’s lips curved into a faint, cutting smile.
Planting her opponents in her path was a classic move of Logan.
“Really? If we’re talking world-stopping beauty, I’d say you’d better cast her friend. Don’t you think she outshines her?” Lexi baited, forcing a rivalry between the two.
Women always competed over beauty, especially ambitious ones like Logan’s allies.
It was a calculated move.
“No one’s better than the other. Both fit for noble roles. Unlike you, trapped in the gutter your whole life as a maid, scraping by,” Lisa spat venomously, realizing Lexi’s trap.
Lexi smiled lightly, her tone indifferent.
“May you always stay on your cloud… never fall p>
She didn’t look back as she strode from the room.
Being trapped with these hypocritical women made her chest tighten.
She needed air.
“Lexi p>
A gentle voice pulled her attention.
She turned and saw Julian standing behind her, weary and haggard.
His beige coat hung on his thin frame, eyes red-rimmed and shadowed.
“Julian… what are you doing here?” Lexi asked cautiously, uneasy.
Their past had left wounds.
“I came to explain,” Julian said softly, voice heavy with the weariness of life.
“I couldn’t keep our last appointment… something urgent held me back p>
Seeing Lexi kiss Sebastian should have been enough for him to understand—they were meant to be apart.
But he needed to give her closure.
She deserved happiness, even if it came from Sebastian.
“No, Julian. It’s fine. That’s all in the past. There’s no reason to dwell on it. We just move forward,” Lexi said, her gaze calm, like a tranquil lake untouched by ripples.
Her heart felt surprisingly steady.
She had finally released the longing she’d held for so many years.
Julian nodded, gently.
“Lexi… whatever happens, I want to be someone you can trust. If you ever feel wronged, you can come to me. Nothing has changed between us p>
Lexi felt a rush of gratitude, a lump in her throat threatening to spill tears.
Julian gave a soft, reassuring smile and opened his arms, embracing Lexi, the bright, optimistic girl whose presence was like a sunflower cutting through darkness.
“Let her go p>