Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE!

Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Chapter 102
Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Chapter 102 nightmare became the truth
VICTORIA’S POV...
As we were watching the people praising my work, we heard a throat clearing,
“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the modern jewellery exhibition of Adornet Art Gallery...” The host gained our attention.
The host continued with a grin on his face.
“This exhibition is held by the famous Perficient Global and designers from various backgrounds and cities, participated in the
exhibition.”
“As you can see, the designs have been placed along with the drafts. And I must say, the designs and the designers are
incredibly talented.”
“It’s not it only. Some designs are already getting praise from our viewers and customers. Today, this jewellery will also be
presented before the audience through our selected top-class models.”
I gasped a little silently. I didn’t know about this ramp show though. Alessandro was surprised a little too. But, he seemed
excited.
I looked up at him and he smiled. “Your design will be more praised when a model will wear it!”
I smiled and nodded. His excitement transferred to me too.
We heard, the host continuing his speech,
“Now, we would like to invite our designers backstage to help the models to wear their pieces of jewellery.”
I inhaled a sharp breath hearing him, feeling Alessandro’s assured hands on my back. He kissed my temple before walking me

backstage.
I heard gasps when I entered the backstage. People are amazed to see us and surprised even. Especially, me. The heiress of E
Shine in the exhibition held by P. G..

However, I am used to such things and ignored them professionally before waving at my husband, who left reluctantly.
Alessandro wanted to stay with me. But, there are some rules and we list to follow them. He wanted to make it special, but I
stopped him. I don’t like any specific treatment because of him as we all are participants and are equal.
After he left, I went to the third line, where my jewellery box was placed with a model. Before every stand, there is a designer’s
name or the company, if the designer is presenting their company.
When I went to my stand, my model was already there, watching the jewellery.
“Hi, this is Victoria Edwards,” I said to her.
She seemed startled a bit but immediately hide the expression with a professional smile. “Hi, nice meeting you. This is Carol
Davies.” She stretched her hand to me and I immediately shake it before letting it go.
She turned to my pendant once again and then smiled. “Your pendant is beautiful.” She praised it.
“Thank you,” I replied and started selecting the chain for the pendant from the counter.
There are lots of chains and I chose a simple silver chain which will complement my pendant and not overshadow the design.
“So, this is your first competition?” Carol asked and I nodded, inserting the pendant to the chain.
When I turned to place the pendant on her neck, my eyes fell on my neighbour counter. A silent gasp escaped me, as I once
looked at my model and then the one that is sitting on the next counter.
They looked the same! Oh! And suddenly, I realised that these two are twins!
“She is my sister, Meril Devies. We are twins and both are models.” Carol informed me and I smiled only.
My eyes roamed on the model and then the designer. It’s a guy, almost my age or maybe a little older. And then my eyes stuck
on the counter that is displaying his company name.

‘Smiths Industries’... Oh, so that is why Jordan Smith is here?
The designer guy looked up and smiled at me. I returned it the same way and suddenly started feeling uneasy.
I don’t know why, but I have a strong feeling that something would happen tonight. Something bad.

My eyes roamed through the design. This one is also a pendant. A flower pendant. It’s beautiful but simple. Honestly speaking, I
couldn’t find any inspiration behind it and it does not look like something made for any specific competition.
I pursed my lips and looked at the two models. These two look too same for their own good and that is where my anxiety started
growing up.
Having a sharp breath, I tried to calm myself from the high.
It’s alright, Victoria. Everything will be fine. No worries.
I put the pendant on her neck and my eyes started to find something in her exposed places. What? I don’t even know, but at
least something with that I can recognise my model.
As I bend a little to hook the chain, I noticed a red mole on her neck. It’s tiny but something I could use to recognise her.
Just hope to God that, Meril doesn’t have the same mole on her neck.
After we all are ready, it’s time for models to walk on the stage, presenting the pieces of jewellery.
The models went to the other room to get their makeovers and clothes, complimenting the jewellery. Soon, the ramp walk
started.
The big screen turned on backstage, and I watched with other designers. I also could see Sage and Aless from inside as I heard
some excited but low tones of female employees in Adornet toward Aless.
However, I ignored it and watched the ramp walk. My model and her twin sister also walked. I felt so good when people praised
and adored my design.
Soon, the walk was over and it was time for us to go out with our designs.
One by one, designers were called and it was only me and Meril’s designer waited. Our turn came at the end.
First, it was Meril’s designer. He smiled and wished me a stroke of good luck before walking out. And finally, my name is called.
As I walked out, my model came beside me. The moment, my eyes fell on her, my nightmare became the truth.
My fear was not baseless. The one who stood beside me is not Carol, but Meril Devies...