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.

couldn't bear his

sick today and I need to

that the computer was still on

of it, the

Miss Wenny come in yet?" she asked one of the

for over an hour already and there

more impatient

today and we know she

the shattered glass pieces in the tea room were a telling sign that

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

while skimming through the incomplete design drafts on the desk.She deliberately made things difficult

and Brian missicy all night, it didn't take long for Anna to

starting to feel antsy over what

was

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

instead, she marched ahead to get to the third floor, while

Ayla reached the office, an ill-tempered

long time.Is this what you call

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

up to Anna at that moment.She couldn't allow this woman to boss her around anymore and make her do tasks that were beyond her

Brian was following

words

doing a lousy job, you're going

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

and sat down while arranging the

think you'd better show Mr.Clark the design drafts I submitted yesterday to avoid

you are? I have the final say here.I'm not even interested to look at your damn

voice

she'd like to remain calm and polite, Ayla's patience was wearing thin with

said, I'm already

skills have no place here.I think you should

glared at her with blazing eyes full of

in until he was able to hear the whole conversation between the

Anna and uttered, "I didn't expect you

why Ayla was

made her miserable these

and forth

two met yesterday, didn't you?"