Chapter 180. Her Accomplices

Stacey reclined on the plush couch in her opulent lounge, basking in the afterglow of her latest triumph over Alana. The victory had been oh-so sweet, and the anticipation of seeing the shock on Alana's face as she watched the news on TV sent shivers of delight down her spine. She had unabashedly stolen all of Alana's spectacular designs, and if given the chance, she would do it all over again without batting an eyelash.

“Poor Alana, I'm sure you're crying in some corner,” Stacey let out a chuckle as she raised her wine glass midair. Joy filled her heart knowing she triumphed over her enemies. 

“Now you'll know who is the best woman,” she said sternly and took a sip of wine.

Her celebration was abruptly interrupted when Stacey's servants informed her of an unexpected visitor.

“Bring her in,” Stacey remarked as she awaited her visitor. A devious smirk played upon her lips as the woman entered the room, appearing visibly nervous in the presence of the noto