Chapter 9 Counter Attack

"No, no, this isn't possible!" Monica flipped through multiple tabloids, shouting in disbelief. She switched news channels sequentially, growing increasingly furious.

"How could this be?" Her scream echoed as she violently hurled the remote control, shattering it into fragments.

She unleashed her frustration on inanimate objects, tossing and scattering them. Afterward, she grabbed her phone and dialed Mason.

"Mason, you've got 15 minutes. Get here."

Dismissing an order with arrogance, she contemplated tossing her mobile phone, but she restrained herself, mindful of the expensive model gifted by Mason that she couldn't afford to damage.

In the luxurious penthouse of Royman Hotel, London, Andrew surfed through news channels, seeking the same news broadcasted everywhere.

"The rekindled embers of quenched flames. A day earlier, the celebrated actress Alice Cooper came under scrutiny, accused of deceiving her designer during her tenure as a model in a designer contest."

"This fresh tip video, serves as evident that Ella White, the assistant to designer Monica Parker, orchestrated the setup against her."

The news report showcased Ella's video on screen, capturing the moment she handed Alice her outfit. As Alice cross-verified its authenticity, she was met with Ella's harsh reprimand.

This video was Skylar's work; she covertly filmed Ella as per Alice's instructions.

In the aftermath of this video, Ella's on-stage declaration appeared on the screen, insisting that only Alice could account for the outfit's origin, unveiling her transparent deceit.

"Alice Cooper isn't at fault; blame lies with Ella White. As an assistant to Monica, shouldn't she be well-acquainted with her boss's designs?"

"It's not a mistake; it's a calculated trap."

Several news channels presented more footage of Monica bullying juniors and forcibly taking their work.

"That's just the tip of the iceberg; Monica Parker routinely harasses juniors and rags rookies."

"Insider information suggests Monica Parker and Chairman Mason Rex have a close bond that transcends the typical boss-subordinate dynamic."

Alongside the news report, the screen displayed secret videos taken by paparazzi, featuring Mason and Monica in different settings.

"Is there a romantic connection between them? Is Mason Rex being unfaithful to Alice Cooper? Is Monica Parker inadvertently caught in a love triangle?"

"Could this entire setup against Alice Cooper stem from envy and resentment between them?"

Andrew tuned into a few more channels, discovering the repeated news, and then opted to switch off the TV. Subsequently, he checked the same news online, shaking his head with a smirk.

'I've clearly underestimated Alice; delving deeper into her story promises to be interesting.'

While at Monica's residence, Mason aggressively worked the remote control, switching channels in frustration. Turning off the TV, he erupted, "What on earth is this? How did it happen, Monica? I need answers.'"

Monica enveloped her arms around Mason's hand, resting her head on his shoulder, and tenderly asked, "Sweetheart, why are you getting upset with me? How would I have any knowledge about it?"

Mason released his hand from Monica's hold and firmly gripped her shoulder.

"Then who will provide an explanation? Why are reporters targeting you? Have you engaged in such behavior?" Mason questioned sternly, and Monica began shedding insincere tears.

"Mason, how could you let yourself be swayed by these false news narratives? Do you honestly think I have a malicious intent? This is all part of Alice's scheme to discredit me. She undermined my position in the competition and is now spreading defamation through the news."

"You knew I wasn't present when she donned Sophie's outfit, yet you placed the blame squarely on me."

Hiding her face behind her palms, Monica wept profusely, aiming to sway Mason. Falling for the fake tears, Mason's anger subsided.

"Sweetheart, take it easy; I'm not questioning your trust, just seeking understanding. It's all about your design." Mason gripped Monica's hand, enveloped her in a gentle hug, and provided comfort. Monica smirked internally, even as she continued to sob.

""Alice has consistently shown spite towards me, but resorting to such schemes is both deplorable and unacceptable." Monica said amidst sobs, aiming to incite a response from Mason.

She's well aware that Alice and Skylar were behind the video involving Ella, fueling her anger. They've even managed to obtain videos of her bullying newcomers in the company.

"Enough, Monica; quit talking nonsense. It was your assistant's blunder. Can't you see? The media's question cast doubt on you, and I got dragged into this for no reason."

"Had you dealt firmly with your subordinate, we wouldn't be facing this ordeal. The entire chaos has stained my image, and Alice has already owned up to it. I won't tolerate any repercussions for my company."

Mason initially maintained a polite tone, oblivious to Monica's conspiracy, but eventually, he reached a breaking point. His dedication to his company, Pristine Moments, surpassed everything else.

Monica came to the realization that trying to incite Mason against Alice was putting an axe to her own foot, considering all the efforts Alice had invested in his company in the past.

'Mason's unwavering dedication to his company is clear, and he's prepared to make any sacrifice. Moreover, Alice is still his fiancée. Even though the marriage registration was postponed, it's not canceled, and they're still together. I can't afford to let Mason choose Alice over me solely for the company's sake; otherwise, my future is at stake.'

Sighing, Monica remembered receiving a message not long after the news broadcast, 'You've disappointed me profoundly; either finish the task I assigned or repay me double.'

"Mason, I'm begging you; preserve my dignity. Alice is the only one who can sway the media in my favor; she can redeem my reputation. Please, approach her for help; she won't refuse you." Monica pleaded earnestly, tears underscoring her request.

Mason hesitated, scratching the back of his head, uncertain about requesting favors from Alice. His conscience weighed on him.

"Monica, I'm not convinced it's the right move. We shouldn't pressure Alice too much; it goes against my moral compass."

"Mason, let go of your integrity, for heaven's sake. We're teetering on the edge, and only she can assist us. This isn't just about me; it's for you, for the company, for our future, and for our baby. Sweetheart, I know you've always envisioned having a son who'll follow in your footsteps." Monica said, holding his face in her palms and planting a soft kiss on his lips.

She craftily selected her words to persuade Mason, and it proved effective.

"Fine, I'll have a word with Alice," Mason affirmed and sealed the statement with a fervent kiss on Monica's lips.

He would nod to any proposal if it meant enjoying the passionate fulfillment of his desires by Monica, who consistently satisfied him with unmatched intensity.

"Dress in black formal attire; we're going out for dinner," Andrew informed Alice, then headed into the bathroom to get ready for the evening.

In a modest yet sophisticated off-shoulder dress that reached her lower thighs, Alice styled her long hair in loose curls and adorned herself with a black stone pendant set, completing the look with a subtle nude makeup.

She looked breathtakingly gorgeous, momentarily causing Andrew's heart to skip a beat. Yet, he quickly regained composure; he refused to be swayed by mere beauty.

"Where are we heading?" Alice questioned in astonishment as Andrew pressed the elevator button for the roof.

"A few directors arranged a congratulatory party for us on the rooftop." Andrew mentioned, slipping both hands into his pockets.

"Weren't you the one who emphasized keeping our marriage news under wraps for now?"

"Only in US."

"Oh, I see..." Alice mumbled, not gaining much insight, but she shrugged her shoulders. It appeared he had hidden motives, much like hers, but she wasn't invested in exploring them.

Hand in hand, they entered the party, appearing like a couple. However, their surprise escalated as they found the beautifully adorned rooftop utterly deserted. There was no one around, except for a finely set table for two, adorned with a bottle of wine and two glasses.

"Where's the party?" Alice glanced at Andrew, arching her eyebrows.

"I'm clueless as well." Andrew strolled over to the table and retrieved a note tucked beneath a glass.

'Savor your inaugural date as husband and wife.' Andrew recognized that Grace was behind this.

"Miss Brown organized a date for us," Andrew disclosed, his eyes reflecting a subdued mood as he surveyed the preparations. Out of respect for Grace, he maintained the facade of their relationship in her company.

"Even though we're not exactly close, we can still celebrate your victory."

"Sure..." Alice nodded.

Andrew uncorked the champagne bottle, poured glasses for both, and they toasted.

"Congratulations; you handled it well." Andrew remarked, taking a swig from his drink.

"Thanks..." Alice took a few sips and coughed.

"What's wrong?"

"My tolerance for liquor is quite low," Alice honestly admitted, and Andrew sighed.

"Hmm, maybe you should avoid drinking then."

"Don't worry, I'm not as much of a lightweight as you might think," Alice reassured, blinking her eyes a few times.

Andrew scoffed. "Strike the right balance between confidence and overconfidence."

"Don't try to educate me. I am not a kid." Alice retorted and burped, placing three fingers on her lips. Andrew noticed she was getting tipsy after just two drinks.

"I got it, but it's a strong liquor." Andrew gently grasped Alice's hand as she poured herself another drink.

Alice smacked his hand off hers. "I said, don't try to control me!" she yelled. "Why is everyone trying to dictate my life? I can make my own decisions."

Andrew observed Alice's eyes becoming glassy, and she started sobbing. Clearly, something was weighing on her.

"Why do they believe I'm worthless? They sidelined me and took Monica's side."

"Why do they see me as useless? They marginalized me and supported Monica."

"Who?"

Although Alice is talking incoherently due to the influence of alcohol, Andrew is curious to uncover her genuine sentiments.

"Mom, dad, grandpa, grandma, Nick...

'What has Monica Parker got to do with Alice's family? They can't be siblings, as both have different surnames.'

"What is your relationship with Monica?" Andrew asked, being curious.

Alice scanned the surroundings, gesturing for Andrew to approach, and he leaned in. Placing her index finger on her lips, she whispered, "Shh, don't let anyone know that Monica is my cousin."