Mia was completely taken aback. How would she seduce Xander? He was one of the wealthiest men in the country, maybe even in the world. Surely, he had higher standards than her? And that was besides the fact that it was completely wrong. Xander may be a horrible person, but she didn’t want to get involved with something this malicious.
“Lillian, I know you’re angry right now, and I’m sure he deserves it, but I just can’t do that,” she said. “You’re going to have to find someone else to seduce him.”
“I’m sorry to hear that,” Lillian said, full of disappointment all over her face. But still, she’s hopeful. “Please let me know if you change your mind. I just can’t stand to see him get away with this.”
***
Mia was walking back towards her apartment when she passed an elegant hotel with several limousines parked outside. It was raining hard, and she decided to stop under the hotel’s awning and dry off for a minute before resuming her trek home.
Mia started looking at the limousines and the people getting in and out of them. There were elegant older ladies dressed in Chanel, dapper businessmen in suits, and sexy young socialites and models in trendy little dresses and jackets. Most of their drivers stopped and walked them to the door of the hotel, holding an umbrella so they wouldn’t get wet.
Mia wondered what it would be like to be one of these people, living their charmed lives. She’d had to work so hard for everything she had in her life. She’d paid her entire way through college on a part-time retail job and some loans when her parents split up and couldn’t afford it. Every serious relationship she’d ever been in had ended terribly. She’d worked soul crushing entry level jobs for years before finally starting her own private investigation service. She was finally starting to feel like she was getting somewhere in life after years of toughing it out.
She felt so far away from these sparkling, beautiful people, even though they were standing right next to her.
Suddenly, something caught her eye in one of the limos. It looked like a young couple going at it in the backseat. Appalled, Mia walked a little closer, with a sense of morbid curiosity.
“They couldn’t at least wait until they got into the hotel?” she thought.
Then, she realized something --- the silhouette of the man in the car looked an awful lot like Xander Will. In fact, she was pretty sure it was Xander Will, messing around with some model who clearly wasn’t Lillian Davis.
Feeling a sense of frustration at the entire male gender in general, Mia pulled out her phone and called Lillian. “I’ll do it,” she said.
“What?” Lillian said. She still sounded like she had been crying.
“I’ll help you with your little revenge plot. You’re right. He can’t get away with this.”
***
Chapter 4
Jayden walked into the office the next morning looking extremely chipper. He tossed an embossed card on ‘Sarah’s’ desk as he passed by.
“I hope you clean up nice, new girl,” he said. “Because you’re coming with me to this party on Friday night.”
Mia looked at the invitation. It informed her that she was now invited to attend a party at a five-star hotel uptown that was celebrating the work of a few high-profile charities. Many of the Will Golden employees would be there, as well as successful employees from other Fortune 500 companies throughout the city.
Xander will probably be there, Mia thought. This will be the perfect opportunity to put Lillian’s plan in motion.
***
Lillian had generously offered to take Mia on shopping before the party to help her find the perfect dress. She also had offered up the services of her hair and makeup team, which she had on retainer to prep her for all of her events as heir to Davis Mining Company.
“After spending so much time with him, I know exactly what he likes,” she told Mia. “There’s no way you won’t catch his eye tonight.”
After a few hours of trying on dresses that weren’t quite right, they finally found the perfect dress: a midnight blue, floor length Marchesa. It had an open back, which Lillian claimed Xander would love, and beautiful floral detailing on the front. The hairstylist then put Mia’s normally straight hair into beautiful, loose curls, and the makeup artist gave Mia the perfect smokey eye.
Mia stood up and looked at herself in the full length mirror, doing a slow twirl. She had never gotten this dressed up for anything in her life, and she liked the way she felt. She felt like a princess, or maybe a model.
“Thank you, Lillian,” she said enthusiastically. “You’ve been so generous. I won’t let you down.”