One day, Ayla was sitting in her office, continuously revising her designs.This week, she was really too
busy to do anything else.
She had sewn dozens of clothes herself.She only had a few hours of rest every day.
The only good thing was that Brian had gone on a business trip, so she could at least have some free
time.
Linda walked in and saw the clothes on the mannequins.
"Ayla, are you an idiot or something? Mr.Clark isn't here to look at what you've done! You don't have to
do any of that to please him."
Putting down the needle, Ayla said, "Linda, if you've got nothing better to do, just go away and stop
bothering me.Whatever I want to do, let alone who I want to please, it's none of your business."
Wasn't it better if they just ignored each other? There was no need for Linda to come here just to mock
her.
"Don't pretend to be oblivious of your own deviousness The only reason you have what you have now
is because you climbed onto Mr.Clark's bed, didn't you? Do you think a newcomer like you, who hasn't
even graduated, can be on an equal footing with someone like me?"
Linda walked to the sofa and made herself comfortable.She had been wanting to talk to Ayla to let her
know her place in this company.
"I have no intention of competing with you, and I don't want anything to do with you, either.Whether
Mr.Clark is the reason I have what I have today or not, I don't give a damn."
Ayla had never wanted any of these, nor did she want to stand in the limelight.
All she wanted was for people to admire the clothes she designed.
"So, you're aware of it.The fashion show, the cocktail party, and the media reports were all Mr.Clark's
arrangement, and he did it all for you.Don't forget who you really are.Listen to me, you're just a
nobody!"
Linda sneered before she walked out of the room.As she stared at the clothes in front of her, Ayla
suddenly felt lost.
If it weren't for that woman's remark, she would've been quite confident in her own abilities.
And even though she didn't care about the reports, was true that the fashion show had positive
responses.
But if Brian was the one behind all of it, what did he want? For what purpose did he do all of that? Ayla
sat on the sofa, contemplating for a long time.
By the time she stood up, it was already dark outside.She didn't turn the lights on, so she couldn't see
anything.
When she got up, she accidentally bumped into the table, leaving a bruise on her knee.
However, she didn't feel any pain from it.She grabbed her handbag and went downstairs.
As soon as she reached the first floor, she ran into Hank.
"Miss Woodsen, it's already late.Why haven't you gone home yet? Would you like me to drive you
home?"
Before Brian left on his trip, he told Hank to watch over Ayla.
However, she had been too busy at the office, and she hadn't gone to see any other man recently.
For a while, she just stared at him in a daze, before she asked, "Mr.Cooper, can I talk to you about
something?"
Her words surprised Hank.
"Miss Woodsen, if there's anything you need, just let me know."
The two of them went to the coffee shop across the company.
As soon as Ayla sat down, she asked, "Mr.Cooper, tell me, did Mr.Clark arrange the media reports for
the last fashion show?"
"Miss Woodsen, why would you suddenly ask such a question?"
Hank was surprised to hear that from her.
Only a handful of people were aware of what Brian had done for Ayla.
Even she, herself, didn't know.Who on earth told her about it?
"Just tell me.Did he do that for me?"
Ayla wanted to know the answer.
If it was true that Brian arranged everything behind her back, then she would give up on her career.
Hank kept his mouth shut.
This question was difficult to answer.
He didn't want to lie to Ayla, nor did he want to go against Brian's order.
"I assume that your silence means Brian did it, didn't he?"
All of a sudden, desperation arose in Ayla's heart.
Why did Brian do it? What good would it bring him? and how would she benefit from it?
"Miss Woodsen, you're mistaken."
Hank shook his head in denial.He didn't want to cause a rift between Ayla and Brian due to something
so trivial.
It was true that Brian had personally talked to those reporters and invited them to the fashion show, but
it was no big deal.
However, nobody knew about this.
How did Ayla find out? If she got mad at Brian because of this matter, it would be difficult for Hank to
explain this problem to Brian upon his return.Ayla didn't believe Hank.
Judging by how hesitant he was, it was true that Brian had gotten in touch with the media in advance.
Perhaps in other people's point of view, it wasn't that big of a deal.
But to her, it was.
Just as Hank was about to say something, Ayla got up and walked away.
He was surprised to know that she also had a bad temper!
‘I better tell Mr.Clark about this as soon as possible, ‘ he thought.
Instead of going back to her apartment, Ayla went to a bar nearby.She sat alone at the bar counter,
ordering a glass of whiskey.
The strong liquor burned her throat, causing tears to fall from her eyes.
It turned out that she was still capable of shedding tears.
The whiskey tasted salty and bitter in her mouth, so she decided to order another glass on the rocks.
‘I can't understand what Brian is thinking.Does he really want to keep me or not?”
Meanwhile, Lucas entered the bar and saw a familiar figure sitting in front of the counter.
He initially thought he was mistaken, but upon a closer look, he realized he was right.
"Lala," he greeted.
The sound of his voice made Ayla turn her head and look at Lucas.
They had previously set up a meeting, but they didn't get to see each other.
To her surprise, they accidentally met each other at this bar.
"Lucas, it's you! What a coincidence! Are you here alone?" said Ayla.
"I am! I actually just wanted to have a drink.By the way, what are you doing here on your own? Did
Brian do something to you?"
Lucas took the glass from her hand.
"A glass of fruit wine, please," he said to the bartender.
"This whiskey is too strong for you, Lala.You shouldn't be drinking this.You're going to get hammered."
After saying that, he gave her the glass of fruit wine, and drank the whiskey for her.
A smile appeared on Ayla's lips.
"Aren't you supposed to be with Miss Green right now, Lucas? She's pregnant.You should be taking
care of her!"
"So, you still remember all of that, huh? Are you still mad at me?" Lucas smiled bitterly.
Even Tatum was now aware that Haley was pregnant, and because of that, abortion wasn't an option
anymore.
He couldn't shirk his responsibility.
But what would happen to Lala? How could he let her face Brian on her own? If that man was taking
advantage of her, there would be no one around to protect her.
And since she came here to drink alone, something terrible must've happened to her! Otherwise, she
would never come here alone just to drink.
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