Pretty Deceit

Prologue

"Look, Julian! It's Mila!"
"Mila?"
"Come on bro, you've never heard of her? Try heir of Pristine Corps!"
"I know her"
"She's beautiful right? She's so perfect!"
"If you only knew how much of a brat she is"
"How dare you!"
Eh. I didn't really care much. I just left him there. I was at my new school and I suffered eyesores everyday with Mila walking around the school like she owns it. That girl's mere existence is a pain in itself. I've always hated her for some reason. It was probably because she's lived such a privileged life especially with her pretty looks, but mostly because of her social standing. Pristine Corporations was one of the grandest and largest companies in the whole world. It was my father's rival company. All everyone could talk about when it came to me was how I was born from a mistress. I was just my father's son. My sister is a popular actress and singer and my brother is the best chairman our company could have. They both had built a good name for themselves; Evangeline broke records as an actress and singer, my brother, Caleb, was known as a genius and intelligent person who made our company's rates skyrocket at need. I was an extra. I had nothing to give or offer. I was of no importance. I was someone born out of wedlock. However, my father didn't know abour my existence, until when I was around 3 years old, when my mother visited dad and introduced me. She suggested that they raise me together. She'd visit on weekly basis and I could stay at my dad's and deepen our relationship. Dad agreed, however when I was 5 someone caught my mother and father, together with me, in a vacation house. News spread quicker than wildfire, and later I was all over the news. The name I've built for myself wasn't ideal. When I'd introduce myself to someone, all they could say was I was the son of Charlie Silvester and his college sweetheart. Since then, when I introduced myself to new people, I wouldn't mention my last name, or when I had to, I'd tell them it was a mere coincidence. Not everyone could recognize me since there weren't really any photos of me posted during the period of shock the public had when they found out about my existence. Not revealing much about me was the most ideal option. My stepmother and sister loved me though. But Ace despised me. He'd tell me on a daily basis that I was worthless dirt on the Silvester image. He loved making my life miserable. Evangeline and my stepmother never found out either. I refused to let them know, because it might just complicate things even more than they are now. I think that is part of the reason I hated Mila.

Why? Because she wouldn't get that high social standing and popularity without being adopted by one of the biggest CEOs. It was unfair. Her life was changed in an instant just because she was adopted because the CEO and his wife couldn't bear a child. She had the best life anyone could live. She had it easy. I, on the other hand, had to suffer the media, the hatred, the strange looks, and being known as some accident child. Deep inside, I also knew that my step mother and sister only showed affection out of pity for me. I also never saw my mom again afterwards. She moved and refused to meet me.

However, even though I hated her, Mila was still someone I could use, and I would be of some benefit to her in a way. If I, the dirt on Silvester's image, could be able to make the collaboration of the century with Pristine, I would finally have a chance to shine. And that's exactly what happened. Let's rewind a bit, shall we?