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.

his difficult

want! I feel sick today and

the office at the third floor, Anna looked around inquisitively.She noticed that the computer was still on and Ayla's bag

the woman left

Wenny come in yet?"

had been waiting in the office for over an hour already and there was still

more

tell me anything about missing work today and we know she is always punctual.I wonder if she's

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

left because she didn't manage to finish her designs on time,

drafts on the desk.She deliberately made things

take long for Anna to put two and two together and come up with a premature

starting to feel antsy over what possibly

Ayla was

to rest at home, but

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

reached the office,

here after a long time.Is this what you call work ethic?" she

like you have a lot of time on 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

this woman to boss her around anymore and make

Brian was following closely

cruel words made him

things and leave.If you keep on doing a lousy job,

the conflict anymore, she relented and calmly assured the woman, "Miss Anna, don't worry.I

her desk and sat down

design drafts I submitted

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

yelled, her voice so heated

Ayla's patience was wearing thin with how Anna was

said, I'm already

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

glared at her with blazing eyes full

in until he was able to hear the whole conversation

a cold look at Anna and uttered, "I

was becoming clear why Ayla was so bent evading and hiding

have made her miserable these

eyes looked back and forth between

yesterday, didn't you?" she