Although Frank tried to get the men's attention, they were still transfixed on Noel and ignored Frank's voice.

Having no choice, Frank barked so loud that the golden lion on the desk shook. "Gentlemen!"

"Huh? What?!"

The two men finally came to their senses, and Frank looked between them. "This is Longham Garments, correct? Who's the owner?"

Urian promptly raised a hand and smiled. "That's me I'm the owner. Just call me Mr. Reno."

Frank then turned toward Chet. "And you are...?"

Chet cleared his throat. "Oh, right. I'm... ahem. I'm Chet Jonas... A fashion designer, I guess."

left Urian cursing inwardly at him again-designer? More like a lapdog of the Lionhearts, conning everyone everywhere with their

an honor

by Noel's looks and figure, he knew his

star celebrity most certainly had backing-whoever it was, it was

should only content himself with sealing some business deals with Noel. At that point,

a good day today, and

strode up, stopping her with a smile. "Ms. York, I heard that you

working

in surprise-why did Chet know

was taken aback too but smiled politely. "I'm starting my own entertainment agency without relying on others

that won't do, Ms.

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