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."

at him again-designer? More like a lapdog of the Lionhearts, conning everyone everywhere

Ms. York! It's an honor of a lifetime that you would visit my humble

Noel's looks and figure, he knew his

a well-billed star celebrity most certainly had backing-whoever it was, it was

about her, Urian decided he should only content himself with sealing some business deals with Noel. At that point, his

a good day today, and Urian was feeling buoyed

I heard that

working for

Urian exclaimed in surprise-why did Chet know such

politely. "I'm starting my own

won't do, Ms.

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255