Her Feet in My Heels, His Heart in Her Hands

Synopsis

Standing backstage at the red carpet, I was waiting for Charles Landon to bring me the custom-made diamond heels that were made for me. But when I opened the box, I saw a pair of old straw sandals caked with dried mud. The stylist's hand froze in midair. The whispers from the partners around me felt like needles piercing through my skin. Charles's childhood friend, Lily Evans, peeked out from behind the dressing screen with a grin. She was wearing my sparkling diamond heels, twirling in front of everyone with obvious delight. "You're all stunned, aren't you? The shoes are right here with me. "Natalie, these straw sandals are handwoven, so down-to-earth. It's a reminder that no matter how high you rise, you should never forget your roots." She had swapped out heels worth millions. I could have torn her apart right then. But Charles's eyes lit up, and he laughed. "Lily, you always come up with the cleverest ideas. Natalie, why not give these a try? They're unique." I let out a scoff, grabbed the straw sandals, and tossed them straight into the trash. "No need. You two are so in sync. Why don't you walk the red carpet together? I'm out." Charles couldn't believe it. "She only swapped your shoes. It's not like she made you go barefoot. Don't forget the strategic partnership between our two companies." My voice was calm and flat. "Don't forget. It's your company that begged for this marriage alliance. You're not the only option I have."