Chapter 18
Allison felt calm. She knew Kate sent that video to stake her claim and try to embarrass her, hoping she'd see
the truth and dump Shawn. And that was exactly Kate's plan. She imagined Allison watching the video, breaking
down in tears, breaking up with Shawn, and heading back hin shame. But little did Kate know that the
words in that video didn't faze Allison.
In the video, Shawn was busy whispering sweet nothings to Kate, which just made Allison feel queasy, so she
clicked away without watching more. Her fingers danced over her phone as she typed out a message: [I'm really
not in the sleague as you guys.]
Kate saw the message, smirked, and quickly replied using Shawn's account: [At least you know your place.]
Allison chuckled. The Reynolds Group was a small fry compared to even one of her family's subsidiaries. Their
annual profits were peanuts compared to the investments her father casually tossed around. The Owens family
had been in business for four generations, and when Allison was born, they were among the top ten wealthiest in
the country. She really wasn't in the sleague as a run-of-the-mill rich kid like Shawn.
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No one had a clue that Allison was the daughter of Javier Owens.
This little didn't put a dent in Allison's mood. It's a rare day off, so she lounged around, scrolling through
high-end fashion websites, picking out dresses for her engagement. After a long search, she was torn between
three stunning gowns.
The first was a modern twist on a traditional ballgown, in champagne, with delicate pink embroidery and
scattered rhinestones. Three strands of tiny pearls draped elegantly from the neckline over the arm and down
the back. It was dazzling and sweet, perfect for a cute vibe.
The second was a strapless gown in moonlit white. It featured a rose design at the bust and was cinched at the
waist and hips like a mermaid silhouette and a floor-length train. It was mature and elegant.
The third was an ivory off-the-shoulder princess tulle gown. Its layer of sheer white tulle was adorned with
scattered red rose petals, giving it a romantic and graceful feel.
She posted pictures of the three dresses on social media with a playful caption: [Decision fatigue! Help me
choose the best one?]
Within minutes, the likes and comments poured in.
Joshua: [They're all gorgeous. If you love them, why not get them all and switch it up?]
Her childhood best friend, Olivia, chimed in: [Wow, Allie, your taste is impeccable. All three are perfect for you.
Have Joshua buy them all. You've got the budget!]
Another close friend, Sabrina, commented: [Allie, you're a princess and look stunning in anything!]
Breanna: [Oh wow, what's the occasion? Allie, are you picking out wedding gowns? Are you getting hitched?]
As Allison scrolled through the supportive comments from friends and family, a few remarks stood out. Pearl: [...]
Jayden: [Allison, is there a reason for this post...7]
Colt: [Seriously, Allison, you crackup with your wild ideas!]
Colleague A: [These are all designer releases. Before showing off, maybe check the price tags... You couldn't
even rent them, let alone buy them.]
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Colleague B: [Living the dream! Your life is what | fantasize about.]
Shawn: [What?]
Allison saw Shawn's comment and raised an eyebrow. It looked like he had finally sobered up. Just then, she got
a message from him.
Shawn: [Take down the social media post!]
Allison: [No.]
Shawn: [Are you trying to publicly pushinto marriage? Didn't you hear a word | said earlier?]
Allison: [Oh.]
Shawn: [Allison, this has to stop.]
Allison didn't bother responding.