The Substitute Bride: Making Memories Of Us (Lois Stone)

While sitting in the taxi, Ayla noticed a sapphire blue Lamborghini closely tailing the vehicle.

‘He really doesn't want to give up, does he?’ she mused, while shaking her head.

"Miss, is the car behind us after you?" the driver inquired curiously while looking at her from the rearview mirror.

"Sir, please ignore that.Just drive," she replied dismissively.

Ayla didn't care whatever Brian did.

He could follow her around the city for as long as he pleased.

She didn't have time for his nonsense antics.She got out of the taxi the moment it arrived in front of her apartment building.She borrowed some cash from the security guard at the gate to pay the fare.

Handing it to the driver, she said, "Thank you, sir."

"You're welcome," the driver took the money from her and sped away.

Brian stepped out of his car just in time to see her entering the apartment building.

The proximity of the place to where she worked didn't escape his keen eyes.

‘So this is where she lives, quite convenient for work and for hiding from me, ' he observed.

Instead of following her upstairs, he decided to stay by his car and wait for her there.

After changing her clothes, Ayla came down the apartment lobby a few minutes later.

She returned the money she borrowed from the security guard and exited the building gracefully.

"Brian, I'm sure you have more important things to spend your time on than following me.We both have work to do," she reminded him as she saw him still leaning against the car.

If only he would pay attention to her tone, he would know that she was trying to get rid of him.

Brian just humorlessly laughed, "Have you forgotten that this is a tie-up between our two companies? Am I not allowed to look around here?"

"Of course, you're allowed but I think now isn't the right time.It's better if you'd come with your fiancee," Ayla said as an excuse.

In truth, she just didn't want to keep on facing him.

"What I do with my time is none of your business," Brian replied rather brusquely.

He strode across the pavement, acting as if he owned the entire place.

bear his

ahead if you want! I feel sick today and I need to rest,

noticed that the computer was still on and Ayla's bag and

looks of it, the woman left

hasn't Miss Wenny come in yet?" she asked one of

an hour already and there was still

growing more impatient

anything about missing work today and we know she is

going on, but the shattered glass pieces in the tea room were a telling

certain she's sick? I think she left because she didn't manage to finish her designs

design drafts on the desk.She deliberately made

for Anna to put two and

starting to feel antsy

Ayla was still

really want to turn around and leave to rest at home, but she was

get to the third floor,

the office, an

finally here after a long time.Is this what you call work

your hands for you to come here every day.Yesterday, you said my design drafts were so bad that they could not be used in the fashion season.Are you here to ask me for new design drafts today? I'm

for finally standing up to Anna at that moment.She couldn't allow this woman

was following

words made

a lousy job,

anymore, she relented and calmly assured the woman, "Miss Anna, don't worry.I know what to do.I will try my best to keep up and finish the

walked towards her desk and

Anna, I think you'd better show Mr.Clark the design drafts

the final say here.I'm not even interested

yelled, her voice so

and polite, Ayla's patience was wearing thin with how Anna

said, I'm already behind so I wouldn't mind working overnight to finish the design drafts you

you.I'm just being honest.Your amateur design skills have no place here.I think you should go back to

with blazing eyes full of utter

until he was able to hear

a cold look at Anna and uttered, "I didn't expect you could be so

was becoming clear why Ayla was so bent

her miserable these

looked back and forth between Ayla and

two met yesterday, didn't