Aidan was telling her that he did not want to give her that chance. He was only doing it because of a promise he made. In other words, he was telling her to be grateful.

Leanna refused to budge, however, as she replied indignantly, "If you're so unhappy with how we did at the show, I think nobody will object if you rescind your promise, will they?"

Aidan turned his sights to Harvey. "Is that what you think as well, Mr. Mancini?" he asked coldly.

Mancini felt himself sweating, and he laughed dryly. "It's not as serious as McK made it out to be. But if you do think nobody's up to par, then it'd be questionable if we still get the slot in the end. Still, thank you for giving us and our designers a chance, sir."

"Somebody here doesn't sound grateful, Mr. Mancini, though," Aidan said indifferently.

Can't you two just close the door and argue slowly when you get home?

Leanna refused to waste any more time. "Thanks for the offer, President Pearson, but I'm not good enough for it." She turned to Harvey. "If there is nothing else, Mr. Mancini, I will go first."

Aidan stood up with a snort after she left. "Is everyone here that arrogant?"

Harvey had no idea what to say to that, so he kept quiet.

Queenie had been waiting for a long time. She approached Aidan the moment he came out. "We meet again, President Pearson," she said sheepishly.

Aidan looked impatient, frowned, and asked the woman blocking the way, "Have we met?"

She was stunned for a while before saying, "I went to your office yesterday. I'm Lux Magazine's designer, do you remember?"

"Yes," he said coolly as he almost forgot that Leanna was not the only designer in the company. He turned to Harvey. "She can have that slot."


Harvey did not realise what had happened just yet. "What?"

Aidan, on the other hand, didn't appear to want to repeat his words and departed with his long legs.

Queenie was as flabbergasted as Harvey as well. Slot? What slot?

Harvey massaged his temples a few moments later. Well, this won't be easy to settle. Aidan is providing us with top resources for designers, but McK refused him again. He got mad and Queenie bumped into him, so he tossed everything to her like they're trash. But he told me she can have it, so I guess I have to do this.

He told Queenie, "Come to my office."



Leanna went downstairs right away. Just when she was about to get a taxi, someone said, "Leanna."

She looked up at the guy who called out to her. "Why are you—"

Zayn smiled. "I'm here to see you."

"Do you need anything?"

"It's almost lunchtime. Wanna get something to eat together?"

Leanna reflexively refused. "It's alright. I—"

He interrupted, "I need to talk to you. It won't take long, and I'll leave as soon as I'm done."

She had no reason to refuse after he told her that. As a result, she nodded. "Okay then."

The first thing Aidan saw when he came out of the elevator was Leanna leaving with Zayn. He said coldly, "Well, she's married to him now. She can have anything she wants."

Jonathan was standing behind him and took a few steps back.

Aidan said, "Call Anna."

He turned around and headed to the place where they were heading.

Zayn picked a quiet restaurant for the little chat they were about to have. After he made the orders, he clarified, "These are your favorites, aren't they?"

Leanna pursed her lips as she wondered what she should say. She could guess what he wanted to tell her.

After the waiter was gone, Zayn said, "I've been thinking about this, Leanna. I keep asking myself how I feel about you and whether I can take care of you."

Leanna had to stop him, "Zayn—"

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