BS BEAUTY

Joshua's eyes widened in shock as he nearly choked on his water. "Have you gone insane, Dam? Who chooses to stay in prison when they have a way out?" he exclaimed.

I chuckled and playfully patted his head. "Don't worry, you will enjoy my stay here. By the time I am out, I will make you the richest man," I said jokingly.

"As you say boss." He gave me a little salute.

I smiled at Joshua's antics, then turned my attention to VD.

"VD, how is the deal with Trey Carmanship coming along?" I asked curiously.

VD's expression turned serious as he replied, "They are planning to buy all your latest designs and offer you shares in the company."

"Great," I said, a hint of excitement in my voice. "I want you to allocate some of that money to Joshua." I nodded toward the young man, a smile on my face. "We are launching this," I announced, my eyes gesturing to the cramped piece of paper I had placed on the table. The others followed my gaze, their faces full of curiosity as they examined the paper.

"BS BEAUTY," Quinton read out loud, his brow furrowed in curiosity. "It contains a face mask, face cream, body wash, body scrub..." He trailed off, looking up at me with a questioning gaze. "Damen, where did you get this? Won't the owner claim rights over it after?" he asked, his tone laced with concern.

"Don't worry Mr. Lawyer, no one will claim rights because I'm the owner," I said with a confident smile.

Quinton's eyes widened in surprise. "You are the owner?" he asked, a mix of amusement and admiration in his voice. I nodded.

"This is a very special recipe that is highly effective," I emphasized, holding up the paper for everyone to see. "I want you, Quinton, to draft all the necessary documents. I don't want any copyright issues in the future." I looked at Quinton with a serious expression, expressing the importance of protecting our copyright. "This," I said, shaking the paper slightly, "is our ticket to wealth."

They all fell silent, and stared at me like I had lost my mind. I chuckled and changed the subject, "Oh, I have heard something happened to Ivy." I asked and their expressions shifted from confusion to concern.

Joshua decided to answer. "She was photographed with various men, and a strange rash has infected her skin," he explained. "She has lost all her modeling deals, and even her company canceled her acting contract." He sighed. "Poor girl, she was set up."

I slammed the table in anger, my voice laced with venom. "It's Isla, not so." VD nodded in agreement, his expression grim. "I have investigated everything. Good enough I was able to save her before those men did any further harm to her."

"Thank you, VD." I nodded sincerely, my face filled with gratitude. My expression turned serious as I leaned in, my voice taking on a more urgent tone. "Did you manage to get any evidence?"

"Yes, I did," he replied.

I leaned forward, my eyes blazing with determination. "I want you to put all your investigations online." I said a hint of disdain in my tone. "I have heard Isla has joined the entertainment industry, let's give her a true taste of fame," I said, a cold smile spreading across my face.

"You are getting revenge for Ivy?" Joshua teased, a mischievous glint in his eye. "Have you finally accepted to give her your heart?" His voice was laced with amusement.

I smiled with determination. "She doesn't want anything to do with me. But soon, she will be working for me. I am just protecting my investment." My eyes gleamed with a calculating intensity.

"What do you mean?" VD asked curiously.

A sly smile spread across my face as I leaned back. "Isla did me a favor by destroying Ivy's face," I said, my voice dripping with satisfaction. "I specifically created this cream for Ivy. She will be our first customer." I turned to Joshua. "Call her and offer her a deal. She will be the face of our brand."

Joshua grinned, impressed. "You are always a step ahead," he said, nodding in admiration. "I promise you all, I will take BS Cooperation to new heights." We all tapped his back in support.

We had decided Joshua as the public face. Since I always worked behind the scenes, VD was handling the underground dealings, and Quinton was the lawyer.

As the evening wore on, they lingered a bit until it was time to bid me farewell. We exchanged warm smiles and nods and they turned and left, disappearing through the prison gate, leaving me to my thoughts.

I jolted awake, my body tense and overheated. A strange energy coursed through my veins, making me clench my hands into fists. Lately, I have been disturbed by this sensation, an overwhelming urge to fight and hurt. It was a scary, unsettling feeling that left me on edge, wondering what was happening to me.

I prepared myself and left the room. I walked through the prison hospital's familiar corridors, My feet finding their way like, it's where I belonged. Lately, gossip about my superb medicine skills had spread in the prison like a wildfire. I bypassed Uncle Thor. He had worked the night shift. noticed he was avoiding eye contact, likely still dodging my questions. He had made our shifts opposites making it impossible to ask him anything.

I was in deep thought, I almost failed to notice the commotion brewing in the prison hospital.