The second fashion show went smoother than the first one.

Ayla honestly didn't need to worry about anything else.She just stayed with Brian the whole time, and let her assistants and stylists handle what needed to be done.

As she sat beneath the stage, Yareli glanced at Ayla, and said, "You've made astounding progress lately! Keep up the good work, Lala!"

If the company's fashion season events continued to succeed, Ayla would make leaps and bounds in her career as a designer.

Yareli lived on her own and she didn't have any children.

It took her the majority of her life to build her company from the ground up, so she didn't want Starlight to be passed down to someone unworthy.

Out of all the people she had met, the only person worthy of inheriting her legacy was Ayla.

That was why she asked her to go back to A City and work with the Clark Group.

Meanwhile, Brian hadn't said a word since the beginning of the show.

His stern silence was stressing Ayla out.

This man's mind was too strange to understand.

Moreover, the more she tried to read him, the less she understood what he might be thinking.

Linda walked out of the backstage.

Upon seeing Yareli with Brian and Ayla, she immediately figured out what was happening.Yareli neither had children nor kin she could trust enough to pass down her company.

A company as big as hers needed someone capable at the helm once she retired.

And as of this moment, the most suitable person in her mind to lead the company was Ayla.

Linda wondered what trick that woman had played to fool everyone into liking her, especially Yareli and Brian.

"Miss Linda, what are you looking at? Do you wish speak to Ms.Evans?" her assistant asked.

"What are you talking about? Get back to work! If anything goes wrong, you're fired!"

Linda was seething with anger.

The assistant had chosen a terrible time to talk to her.

Immediately, the assistant turned around and went back to work.

dress, surrounded by many reporters and

treasured her like a gem.He helped Ayla get everything that Linda

return? Perhaps all men were like this? They kept wanting whatever they couldn't get, and turned a blind eye to those who were willing to give themselves out of

throwing herself into his arms? On the other hand, Ayla was always playing hard to get, and he fell head

at the woman beside him, Brian

at the

been one

hide somewhere as far as she

event she couldn't avoid.She was the star of this

to her accident, they had to

make up for that blunder by holding a

alcohol wasn't that

one too many toasts from all these guests, she would probably

see that you're tipsy already.That's enough alcohol for you today." Brian

of how much

couldn't hold her liquor well, and what made it worse was her habit of non-refusal to anyone who wanted to toast with

that she could cause a scene.He just didn't want her to humiliate herself

numerous reporters and guests at this party,

give me back my glass."

want to drink that much, either! However, people kept asking her to

them? It would

when I know something terrible might happen? Give me one good reason not to stop you from doing that." Brian stared at her intently, wondering why this woman

stern face, Ayla figured out what she must

she

do think that I've had one too many drinks.I'm done

swoop in and save her from drinking too much, she was

beginning." Brian replaced her wine with a glass of

tired, get some rest

hearing his suggestion, Ayla’s

say I can

had noticed how stiff her face had become because she had to keep smiling for the guests.Other than letting her get some rest, what else could he

great.Get rid of this

hand, and made her way

on one hand and orange juice on the other, Brian shook his head

this scene unfold.She noticed that this time, they were much more in sync than the last time she

seems that the two of you have been getting

Brian replied

He honestly wanted to get back together with her, but due to Ayla's stubborn character, the odds of that happening were slim to

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