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 difficult

and I need to rest, so I

around inquisitively.She noticed that the computer was still on and Ayla's bag and coat were still

it, the

Miss Wenny come in yet?" she

in the office for over an hour already and there

growing more impatient

know.Miss Wenny didn't tell me anything about missing work today and we know she is always punctual.I

was going on, but the shattered glass pieces in the tea room were a telling sign that Miss Wenny could be

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

incomplete design drafts on the desk.She deliberately made things difficult for

for Anna to put two and two together and come up with a

was starting to feel antsy over what

Ayla was

to rest at home,

to the third floor,

as Ayla reached the office,

here after a long time.Is this what you call

be used in the fashion season.Are you here to ask me for new design drafts today? I'm sorry, but I'm not a

proud of herself for finally standing up to Anna at that moment.She couldn't allow this woman to boss her around anymore

was

cruel words

on doing a lousy job, you're going

and calmly assured the woman, "Miss Anna, don't

desk and

the design

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

voice so heated and

to remain calm and polite, Ayla's patience was wearing thin with how

best if you leave my office! Can't you see I have work to do? As you said, I'm already behind so I wouldn't mind working overnight to finish the design drafts you want," she

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

blazing eyes

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

cold look at Anna and uttered, "I

why Ayla was so bent evading and

her miserable these past

eyes looked back and

didn't