Leaving the mansion in a breath, Arna clenched her teeth holding the steering wheel tight. She just couldn't face them and she wasn't ready for it either. Hoping they don't drop at the Cooper mansion she drove straight to the there calling Naira Wood and Ivan Ross.

Important project? She had none that needed so urgent but just a reason to leave the morgan mansion as quickly as possible. She was completely aware Arsh would have told their parents.

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It was eight in the evening when a lady gracefully entered the dimly lit magnificent mansion to see Arna sipping the years old rare wine relaxing in the lounge.

Naira Wood pretty suited her better than beautiful. Her little face and big round eyes invite compliments of cute, adorbs, and pretty. When all thought that she was going to be a cute little shy girl, an event changed her life.

A singing video of her went viral overnight and grabbed too much attention which she weirdly loved. It scared her but with her will and family support, she stepped into the whole new world of entertainment, thanks to the good opportunity and connections of her family.

Undoubtedly, she worked really hard under Morgan entertainment and became a star. She may not be at the top but had her fanbase. Even though she acts in movies and dramas, she was famous as a melodious singer.

"Babe…" In a simple palazzo and spaghetti top, Naira went inside and hugged her friend.

Unwrapping their arms, both looked at each other and chuckled. She was able to enjoy the attention of the crowd because Arna encouraged her and became a pillar of support. Arna had the courage to leave the house and live alone because Naira returned the favor of support at the right time. Or was it the wrong time?

Both hardly contacted each other in their busy schedules but always met when Arna returned to city B.

Arna passed a wine flute to her and both bitched some, gossipped more, and laughed at some.

Of course, every friend can't be Eva and Aria, and each friends' group of four can't be Fourie.

Soon, they heard a maid announce, "Young Master Ross is here."

The duo girls' eyes glued on the door. Not just Arsh, Ivan was no less charming, it's a pity that he didn't like the entertainment industry.

A firm step of a boot sounded before a young man's appeared to their vision.

Ivan Ross, the new vice President of Skyline Industries. For all the elders, business management was the most unpredictable choice of his life but Ivan didn't fancy any field as much as business.

Watching Aria and Alan while growing, thanks to their best friends as his parents, he loved how they were handling multiple works at a time so efficiently and still managed to give time to all and enjoy.

He wanted to follow Alan Morgan but found Aria as a much better mentor with patience. He used no influence, no favor to reach where he was And he was proud of it.

The duo girls' lips slightly arched watched the young man enter in his business suit. The temptation of a suit is high, not to mention his narrow waist wrapped in the perfect fit in the vest.

Cleanly brushed up hair with hair gel, punch pink lips, sharp eyes, sharp jawline, the girls couldn't tell which was cherry on his captivating face. If they want a man who is responsible yet fun, handsome yet smart, they point at Ivan without a second thought.

Arna mumbled swirling her flute, "Only if he didn't have those old fashion beliefs, I really would have tasted him first."

Naira faintly chuckled, raising her glass at Ivan who threw the blazer on the couch and walked towards them with his eyes set on the girl who was carelessly laying on the lounge in silk short white nightdress.

Arna's brows raised seeing him greet Naira first and ignore her before grabbing the bottle of wine with a flute.

"My mama's pet is angry." That is what she calls him from four years right after she got to know he joined Skyline Industries.

She really wanted him to join a company in country S where she lives but he returned to the country and went to her mother that irritated her the most.

She repeatedly taunted him hoping he would leave but he just kept climbing the steps higher and higher and started closely with her mother.

She knew he was smart, her mother has high expectations when it comes to higher post without giving any leniency so she could make out how hard he was working to match her mother.

That's exactly what she hates about her mother. 'Why does she have to be exceptional in everything she does?'

Ivan ignored her as usual and asked, "Why am I summoned here? Your majesty." He meant to say, 'Oh yeah, the world revolves around you, Arna Morgan.'

Naira was tired of their sarcastic remarks, "Guys, give me a break. We were so good when we were in school. I really miss those days. Oh yeah, Where is my boy? I am missing him too, especially his mouth-watering dishes."

'School days' Ivan glanced at Arna whose hand trembled, disturbing the swirling red wine in it. She quickly chose the latter part, "Your boy? Huh?" She teased for still having a crush on Arsh, "He must be sleeping in Mom's lap earning glares of Dad."

Ivan loves the Morgan family with an exception of Arna who is totally negative about them. His father was still in the industry and his mother was a well-known writer who frequently invited to many conferences of literature.

The best bond he ever found was the Fourie. He had thought he, Arsh, Arna, and Naira would be like them, and they were good too. But they didn't realize when those two girls drifted away.

Everyone thinks boys turn bad but their case was the opposite. One craved being famous and in the spotlight. Another one started running from her own happy life in search of happiness.

According to his mentor, if the friendship doesn't sustain, it wasn't one's fault but both. So he even accepted that he and Arsh failed to be a good friend of Arna and Naira that they couldn't be the loving Fourie.

Of course, there can only be one Fourie which they couldn't replace.

He could only get happy for having Arsh just like how their father is there for each other through every thick and thin.