One month passed. It is now time for Eula's Collections to be launched tomorrow night. Bulma checked herself on the mirror. Same aqua hair. Same blue eyes. Same thin lips. Different person. She smiled on her reflection. Bulma is alive but hold on- she's not Bulma Brief but Eula Veronica Landers.
Right now, she's preparing for the press conference to talk about the launch of Eula's collections. She needs people to see her and get used to her appearance as Eula Veronica Landers. Everything has been set including her history. She is the daughter of a successful English Businessman, Eugene Landers. Born and raised in England. Single. Twenty-eight years old. Studied in London School of Fashion. Of course people would ask about her 'similarities' with Bulma Brief and she would say that the Briefs are her distant relatives hence the resemblance.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we would like to announce the lady of Eula's Collections Ms Eula Veronica Landers."
As the speaker called her name, Eula appeared from the backstage and took the chair reserved for her in front of the table. To say that everyone was shocked would be an understatement. Some had their mouths open. Bulma smiled. Perfect. "Ladies and gentlemen, you may now be free to ask questions."
Silence. Everyone was staring at her in awe. Since no one spoke, Eula took the privilege of cutting them from their shock. "I know, I know." She gave a small laugh. "I look like I came out of death but I am not Bulma Brief. Though I cannot say that we're close, Bulma is actually my second cousin. Her father Dr Brief is my late mother's cousin, thus the resemblance."
This seemed to have snapped the people out of their shock. "Ms Landers…" One of them opened.
"Call me Eula please. Ms Landers sounds so formal." She gave them a genuine smile.
"Your resemblance with Ms Brief is uncanny." It was more of a statement.
Another laugh escaped from Eula. "Don't I know it. When we would meet before, I would always think that I am looking at a mirror. Though Bulma's hairstyles are always out of this world."
"That is something we've noticed as well. And the way you dress is way different."
Eula is wearing a blue short dress with beads on the top hugging her body tightly. Her hair is short but styled in a bob contrary to Bulma's straight cut with straight bangs. "You could say that." She smiled.
"Eula, why did you decide to start your collections here in Japan?" Another question was raised. It appears that her comparison to Bulma had ended.
"That's a good one. It was my Dr Brief, my uncle who encouraged me to do it here. I am still trying to move on from the death of both Bulma and my father so as my only relative, he encouraged me to stay here."
"Are you going to be involved with Capsule Corporation now that Dr Brief is of age already and Ms Brief passed away?"
"Right now, my focus is with Eula's Collections and I am afraid that another difference between me and Bulma is that she's a genius. My area of expertise is with fashion." Eula stated. "Though I will aid my uncle if he needs my help."
Another man raised his hand and Eula called him to ask his question. "Eula, what can you say about Japan's number one fashion company, Secret Passions."
Hmmm… Let's see, the owner was my friend who stole my husband and tried to kill me. "I am actually impressed with their designs though my collections would bring Europe and US in Japan."
"Have you met it's owner, Ms Ayesa Rawston?" One asked.
"Unfortunately not yet though I've sent out an invitation to them to attend my launch tomorrow. It will be interesting to know her." Very interesting. "Well, we're almost of time. One last question?" She asked.
"Do you have someone special in your life right now?"
Everyone in the room cheered awaiting for Eula to answer. "I think I do." She answered with a smile. "And you'll know him soon enough." Her eyes twinkled. Of course it will be Anthony but not yet. "Alright guys, thanks for your time and you all have a great day. Hope to see you all tomorrow."
Bulma left and headed at the back of the stage. Anthony was there waiting for her. "A special someone, eh?" He then teased though something is in his eyes. "Who's he?" He asked.
"You're jealous?" Bulma asked.
A blushed crept on Anthony's face. "Maybe."
"Really?" she teased.
"So who's he anyway."
"You." She answered.
"Me?" He asked surprised.
"Yeah but that will be for later. Right now I am starving. Let's go grab something to eat."
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"Oh Trunks, I missed you so much." Bulma hugged her son tightly.
"Me too, mom. Are you back for good now?" Trunks asked. He knows of his mother's plan though she didn't tell him the reason. "Why do you have to pretend to be someone else, mom?" He then asked hoping for his curiosity to be sated.
Bulma sighed. It is hard to explain that she's doing a revenge on his father. "I am back in Japan though not home. As to why I have to pretend, I cannot tell you but you trust mom, right?" When Trunks nodded she continued. "But I promise when you're older I will be tell you everything."
"But mom, I just want us to be together again. You, me and Dad." The half saiyan child said.
"I know Trunks. I will be with you again, I promised. About your father, I couldn't say that. He has different priorities now." Bulma then said.
"Doesn't he even want to see me?" Trunks asked. "I mean I understand that you two are separated."
"Trunks he thinks I am dead. You remember that right?" Her child nodded.
"Still even when you're not here, he didn't even visit."
"I wish I could answer that Trunks." Damn Vegeta for not caring for his own son. "But I cannot because I don't know myself."
Trunks just sighed. When did his simple life turned complicated. "Alright mom. But I am happy you're here."
"So am I, Trunks, so am I. I love you so much. You're my everything."
"I love you too, mom."
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The night of the launch arrived. A lot of people who've heard about Eula's resemblance to Bulma arrived at the party hoping to catch a glimpse of Bulma's ghost.
"You look stunning tonight EVL." Anthony commented saying EVL as EVIL.
Bulma's wearing a black one-shoulder backless cocktail dress. One side of her dress is shorter than the other emphasizing her creamy long legs. "And you're quite dashing, tonight."
"So are you ready?" He asked.
"I guess I am. Did my special guests arrive?" She asked pertaining to Ayesa and Vegeta.
"Not yet."
"I see. Inform me of their arrival immediately and then we shall start. If in case they don't arrive, I will come out exactly 8PM."
"Alright Lady Boss." Anthony did a mock salute.
"Thanks, handsome."
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Her fake stomach protruded on the tight red cocktail dress that she wore. Ayesa clung into Vegeta's arm. Despite Vegeta's objections, Ayesa insisted that they attend this launch to indicate that she's not afraid of her new competition.
As they strode over the hall, they were seated on the table near the stage. Ayesa was growing bored when finally, the announcer started talking.
"Ladies and gentleman, thank you for coming. I will now present to you, the woman behind Eula's collections, Ms Eula Veronica Landers."
Had Ayesa really been pregnant, she would have given birth right then and there. It was Bulma. She's alive. What the hell is this?
Vegeta on the other hand, didn't notice Ayesa's disturbance as his eyes focused on the woman they called Eula Veronica Landers. But this is Bulma. His Bulma! Without thinking, Vegeta stood and climbed on the stage before anyone could stop him.
Eula's mouth went wide when Vegeta climbed and moved too quickly as he locked his arms around her. Then before she could even react, Vegeta grabbed both her face and kissed her deeply.
