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."

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

honor of a lifetime that you would visit my humble

Urian was stunned by Noel's looks and

star celebrity most certainly had backing-whoever it was, it was someone he could not afford to

fantasizing about her, Urian decided he should only content himself with sealing some

good day today, and Urian

strode up, stopping her with a smile. "Ms. York, I heard that you left Dylan Hood before but did not join the Soranos

you're working

Urian exclaimed in surprise-why did Chet

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

that won't do,

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