Ch. 111..115: Begging For A Reconciliation Chapter 111-115

Chapter 111

When they returned to their lodgings, Serena asked Leah as she dried her hair. “Cindy, the organizers of Fashion Week are hosting a party. Do you want to go?”

Leah had a tablet and was sketching out a design.

Her design draft was still short of its final refinement. Once it was complete and presented at Fashion Week, it would cause a stir.

The guest house was prepared by the organizer, who had invited both as jewelry designers for Fashion Week. It was a three-story duplex that was exceptionally chic in terms of its decor and landscape.

Leah looked up. “When?”

Serena unceremoniously flopped onto the couch beside Leah.

She leaned close and said, “Tomorrow night at eight in Felicity Gardens.”

“Why would the banquet venue be set in the garden?” Leah was confused.

“Because they not only invited elites in this industry, but also many models. The Felicity Gardens has a good view, and there’s also a swimming pool, which is more suitable for showing off their gorgeous figures.”

Serena got up from the couch as she spoke to flaunt her body.

Leah pouted and rejected the offer. “No interest.”

“Are you really not interested? Summer is the time for pools and swimsuits. You have a great body. Go have fun!” Serena spoke as she smiled teasingly.

Leah propped up her chin and sighed. “But I’m not done with my manuscript.”

Serena took the tablet from her hand and gave it a quick once-over. “Damn, you’re working too hard. You can already win major international awards with this. What aren’t you satisfied with?”

Leah looked at the drawing on the tablet and frowned slightly.

She also thought it was more than enough but something still felt missing.

“You’re too hard on yourself. No one is perfect. This is more than enough. Go out with me tomorrow night, do you hear me?” Serena returned the tablet to her and leaned against her as she lectured on.

Leah, however, still wanted to reject the offer.

Serena continued, “You’re uninspired because you’re cooped up indoors. Just go out and admire some beauties or I don’t know, the gorgeous scenery. You might just find something that inspires you. Makes sense, doesn’t it?”

Leah was beginning to see reason and her resolve wavered.

“Hehe, I’ve already had everything prepared for you.” Serena grinned slyly when Leah agreed. She suddenly performed a trick and conjured a small box from behind her.

Leah was curious and asked, “What’s this?”

“You’ll know once you open it,” Serena urged.

Leah opened it as prompted. However, her heart stopped when she took one look at it.

Within the velvet box was a leopard print bikini set!

The tips of her ears reddened. It was hard for her to imagine what this thing would look like on her.

Leah closed the box with a resounding snap and returned it to Selena.

“What’s wrong? You don’t like it? It’s such a nice piece. You’ll be the sexiest person alive in it. Men would be attracted to you.” Selena’s eyes were glinting in the light.

Leah huffed. “I don’t like it. You wear it.”

When she finished she got up and ran into her room as if there was a demon hot on her heels.

Serena followed close behind but still failed to catch up to her.

“Prude!” Serena spat out and pouted.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up as she thought of something funny. Mischievous laughter filled the room.

……

The Felicity Gardens was brightly lit the next evening. Everyone in Linkville who held a high stature was there for the party.

Fashion Week was a distinctive feature of Pasteria and was held every three years. Models and designers, both domestic and abroad, would gather for the grand event.

The party held before Fashion Week naturally attracted the attention of the masses.

The models thought about competing in advance at the party to get to know the wealthy tycoons, and maybe even become rich and powerful wives to the moguls.

Designers, on the other hand, were motivated to network and get to know more gurus in the field.

Everyone seemed to put their interest solely on one person tonight.

‘Is Cindy really going to come tonight? I want to see what she looks like.”

“I asked about it. There’s news that she’ll be participating in Fashion Week as a jewelry coordinator. But no one knows whether or not she will show up here.”

“Ah, I really want to know what she looks like. She’s my idol. She’s won so many awards in just two years. Everything she designs is just divine!”

“Me too. A genius jewelry designer. Who doesn’t want to know what she looks like?”

“I want her autograph!”

“…”

It was under such circumstances that Serena slipped into the party with Leah in tow.

Serena prodded Leah when she heard the chatters around them. “You hear that? You’re quite popular.”

Leah laughed helplessly.

They knew of the genius designer Cindy but had no clue that Leah was Cindy. No one would recognize her even if she were to come out of the woodwork if she did not identify herself.

As soon as Serena entered, she began to look around.

It was just as she expected. The models were dressed sensuously in bikinis and swimsuits, each skimpier than the next. This party could be mistaken for a beauty pageant if one didn’t know any better.

“See? I told you the ladies would be well-dressed. You didn’t believe me.” Serena whispered her complaints to Leah.

Leah pinched the bridge of her nose as she took in the sights of both men and women baring their chests before looking down at herself, dressed in a conservative bohemian dress. She felt out of place

for the first time in her life.

“I’m heading to the restroom to change. Do you want to come with me?” Serena asked Leah.

Leah thought about the swimsuit that she had brought with her and felt a headache coming on. She waved Serena off. “There’s no need. You go ahead.”

“Okay. Take care of my bag for me.” Serena shoved her oversized handbag into Leah’s arms and hurriedly left with no room for her companion to refuse her.

Leah, holding her bag, stood by the flower bed waiting for Serena.

She had been away from Linkville for two years. The social circle had long since changed. There wasn’t a single person familiar to her at the party as her gaze swept through the room.

Of course, no one came up to her to strike up a conversation.

Despite her beauty, the people there only interacted with one another for their benefit.

Leah soon got bored and fiddled around with her phone.

Just then, she was violently bumped into and her bag fell to the ground when her grip went slack.

“Sorry.” A rushed apology came from behind her.

 

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Leah looked up to find a man in a burgundy suit. He was clean-cut and had fair skin to match. He looked uneasy.

It’s just an attendant…

Leah offered him a kind smile. “No worries.”

The attendant blushed at the smile directed his way and stuttered, “Do you need help to get cleaned up? The wine got on you.”

Leah followed his gaze down to her skirt. Sure enough, the aqua-blue dress had been stained crimson by wine. It looked out of place.

She inwardly sighed.

She shouldn’t have come out today. Nothing was going her way.

“There’s no need. I’ll do it myself,” Leah rejected him with a smile. She thought of waiting for Serena to come back to return her bag so she could leave. She shouldn’t have been here in the first place.

She had returned to Linkville in secret. Two years may have passed since then but she did not want Han to recognize her and have further involvement in her life.

When the attendant heard that she was leaving, he panicked and scrambled to ask, “Did my recklessness displease you?”

Leah didn’t expect him to be such a difficult person.

Shouldn’t a normal person leave after being rejected?

“No.” She frowned. “It has nothing to do with you.”

The attendant seemed to want to say more, but Leah lost her patience with him when she noticed how he was going to keep pestering her. She sighed, grabbed her bag, and left.

You won’t leave me alone? Fine, I’ll go.

After Leah left, the waiter was summoned away.

The flowerbeds were then left void of a single soul.

Just then, a tall man stopped by that same flower bed.

His eyes skimmed over the ground as his brows knitted into a frown.

After thinking for a moment, the man squatted down and picked up a leopard print bikini from the ground.

The attendant had just returned from serving drinks to other guests and happened to witness the sight. The corner of his eye twitched as he approached the man apologetically.

“I’m sorry, sir. I believe that belongs to the woman who was just here.”

Han Howard paused to look at the brand-new bikini in his hand, then glanced at the embarrassed waiter before him and said, “Well, you should return this to her.”

The attendant was still an innocent male college student. This was also his first time working a part- time job at a place like this. How could he possibly touch such an intimate piece of clothing belonging to a woman?

He hurriedly waved him off and said in fear, “No, sir. You picked it up. It’s better if you returned it to her.”

Han scoffed.

He was rendered speechless.

He was now holding an intimate piece of clothing in his hand and living as if he were a pervert with some peculiar fetish.

He wanted nothing more than to toss it back down onto the floor.

The attendant started once more, “She hasn’t been gone for long. I’ll take you to her. She shouldn’t be too hard to find. She is, after all, the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met. She has this classic charm to her that makes her different from those around her.”

The attendant couldn’t help but explain with great vigor as Leah’s appearance came to mind.

Han felt vague anticipation in his heart as he listened to the man’s description of her.

That was what prompted him to curiously follow the attendant.

Han’s footsteps jerked to a halt as they rounded the flowerbed.

A cobblestoned path that ended at a restroom stood before him.

A woman in an aqua-blue bohemian dress was at the door leading to the restroom with her back to them. Her black hair draped over her shoulders. Anyone could tell from a distance that she gave off a sense of tranquility beyond her years.

The attendant smiled. “That’s her.”

Han, however, froze in place.

It wasn’t her silhouette that amazed him.

Her figure resembled someone he knew far too much.

A woman he kept close to his heart. A woman no one could find.

The person he dreamt of at night. The person he tried to forget and the one he also hated.

Han’s hands trembled.

He had imagined countless possibilities of how he would react if he were to meet her again one day.

But there was nothing he could say now that it had happened.

His feet remained firmly planted into the ground as he felt as though he were on the verge of drowning.

The attendant hesitated to step forward when he noticed Han’s disinclination to move.

That was when Serena came out of the restroom in a sexy bathing suit to see Leah waiting for her by the entrance.

“Sorry, darling. You must’ve waited long. My chest pads just didn’t want to work with me today. I…” Serena paused. Her eyes then lit up. “Guess who I just saw, darling?”

Leah couldn’t care less about who she saw. All she knew was that she wanted to use the restroom.

Leah immediately shoved her bag into Serena’s arms the moment she came outside. “I need to use the bathroom. Tell me about it later.” With that, she scrambled inside.

A flash of embarrassment crossed the attendant’s face as he looked back at Han after watching her flee into the restroom.

The man’s gaze grew progressively darker.

Just then, Serena approached Han.

She deliberately swayed her slender waist to show off her sensuous body and flashed a wink at Han.

“What a coincidence, handsome. We meet again. Do you think it’s fate that we’ve run into each other three times in a matter of days?” Serena teased.

Han shifted his attention to her face for a moment and asked placidly, “That woman. She’s your friend?”

Serena was stunned until she realized who he was talking about.

“Oh, you mean Cindy? What? Are you interested in her? You can’t blame me for not warning you. Cindy has a fiance. They’ve been together for years. You don’t have a chance,” Serena grinned.

“Cindy?” Han frowned.

“What? She may be Pasterian but her family is native to Melville. She came here to…” She paused for a moment to choke back the words that nearly came spilling out then smiled as she continued, “She’s here for her honeymoon with her lovely fiance.”

Han listened to her flirtatious words and caught the focus of her remark.

The woman was named Cindy. She had a fiance and was a Pasterian immigrant from Melville.

None of that information connected to Leah.

Perhaps… She just resembled her.

Han felt irritated.

He forgot about the leopard print bikini he had clutched in his hand and left.

Serena was puzzled by his exasperation.

After a while, Leah came out of the restroom.

“Guess who I ran into, darling?” Serena asked her the same question again.

 

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Leah wiped the water off her hands and asked carefully, “Who?”

“He’s the father to that brat. He’s a good-looking fellow too, remember? I have no idea why he’s standing outside the bathroom. It’s pretty weird.” Serena pouted.

Leah stopped wiping her hands. Her expression suddenly changed.

She thought of Han at that instant. Why did he rush to the bathroom?

Leah did not want to know as she had already cut ties with him.

“Why do you look so pale, Cindy?” Serena glanced at Leah.

Leah shook her head. “It’s nothing. My stomach hurts. I’m heading back.”

“Hey, you haven’t even had dinner yet.” Serena stopped her.

However, Leah had already left without turning back. Her sapphire blue dress danced in the wind.

Leah headed to an isolated area because she was afraid of bumping into Han again. However, a person was standing in front of her.

The figure was tall and was wearing a perfectly tailored suit.

The moon was already hanging in the sky. Moreover, the street lights were dim, so it was difficult for Leah to see who was standing in front of her.

For some reason, Leah’s heart skipped a beat, and she became uncontrollably nervous.

She gripped her dress tightly, hesitating whether to move forward.

The figure in front of her stood motionless and seemed to be waiting for someone.

That was her only way out, as she could not find another way to get around him.

Leah took a deep breath and raised her foot when someone patted her shoulder.

She shuddered as if she was waking up from a dream. Then, she turned around and was greeted by Ian’s gentle smile.

“It is you! I saw you heading here from a distance, and I thought I was mistaken.” Ian said with a smile.

Leah replied, “Oh, what brings you here?”

Ian gently stroked Leah’s hair and continued, “Many fashion industries in Linkville are participating in fashion week and I happened to be involved as well. I came here to greet the organizer, I’m just about to leave.”

Leah answered half-heartedly, “Oh, alright then.”

Ian glanced behind her and walked closer. His tone and actions became more gentle. “What about you?”

Leah was not paying attention. She replied, “I’m here to accompany Serene. I’m about to leave too.”

Ian took her hand. “I’ll send you back then.”

The interaction between them grabbed Han’s attention.

He glanced at them casually and saw the both of them being intimate with each other. He sneered in disdain.

The young couple gave each other a kiss.

“Han.” Molly approached him with Charlotte in her arms. “Let’s go.”

Han left along with the both of them.

As soon as Leah was done talking to Ian, Han had already left the place.

She heaved a sigh of relief subconsciously.

…

Fashion Week started on the fifth day of Leah’s return. It was held every three years in Pasteria and was contracted by the most prosperous city. Linkville had been contracted five times.

Fashion Week lasted for three days, displaying elegantly designed clothes from all around the world and good-looking models competing for the top.

Moreover, jewelry designers were also invited to this event.

They arrived at the convention center at seven in the morning and the staff escorted them backstage.

No one had any information about the jewelry designers who attended this event except for the organizers. This was to ensure the confidentiality and fairness of Fashion Week.

In that case, the staff did not know who Leah and Serena were.

He treated all of them equally and explained the rules. “We invited twelve jewelry designers this time. Each of you is responsible for styling 15 models. Don’t worry, Fashion Week will only last for three days. So, each of you only needs to style five models per day.”

The staff was incredibly respectful toward the designers.

Serena raised her eyebrows as she heard those words. “So, we’ll also be responsible for the overall score, right?”

“The organizers wouldn’t let us disclose this information, but jewelry will also be considered as a matching factor.”

Serena understood the explanation.

After all, jewelry was considered a fashion accessory, hence it was no surprise that it would affect the overall score.

Leah and Serena entered the dressing room after the staff left.

The dressing room was filled with people at the moment. They could see international models and famous designers at first glance.

Leah did not have a reputation as she never revealed her face.

Leah looked at the information given to her and was assigned to style five models. Three models were from Pasteria, one from Melville, and another from Ankerville.

She noticed that the five of them were together, and walked toward them.

All of them were doing their makeup. The show would start at ten o’clock and they had plenty of time.

“Hello, I’m your jewelry stylist.” Leah walked over and greeted them.

Four of the models responded in unison.

The model in a yellow dress stopped doing her eyelashes and glanced at Leah, then pouted.

“Who are you? I’ve never seen you before. Why did the organizer make you our jewelry stylist? Do they look down on me?” The girl said sarcastically.

Leah looked at her arrogant expression and felt that the situation was somehow familiar.

However, she could not remember whether she had been in that situation before.

“Don’t say that, Becky. The jewelry stylists must be skilled if they were invited by the organizers.” The girl from Melville tugged on her.

Becky rolled her eyes. “I already requested Cindy to be my jewelry stylist. I wouldn’t mind if it was Serena too. They totally didn’t take me seriously at all. I’ll tell my cousin about this when I get back. They’ll be in trouble.”

“They’re all the same.”

“How is it the same? I wanna be the champion. If this lady ruins my overall score, wouldn’t I need to wait for three more years?”

Leah’s heart was ignited with rage upon hearing her rude remarks.

She sat down beside her with a blank expression. “Jewelry is just the icing on the cake. If you can’t style them yourself, then Cindy wouldn’t be able to help you if she were to come.”

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The girl did not expect Leah to react like this.

Perhaps people liked to pick on her because she had an innocent face.

Becky threw the hairpin in her hand and glared at Leah coldly. “Excuse me? I am perfect in every way, even my cousin said that I’d win this time. If Cindy were to be here, it would increase my chances of winning. An unknown woman like you will only hold me back.”

Leah chuckled as Becky kept talking about how she wanted Cindy to style her jewelry. However, she did not realize that Cindy was standing right in front of her at that moment.

The organizers did not pay the jewelry designers much when they invited them. They attended the event because of fame and fortune. So, Leah did not intend to care about the girl.

Upon seeing that, Leah nodded. “Have it your way then.”

As soon as she was done speaking, she turned to another woman and continued, “Come here, I’ll style your jewelry for you.”

The woman walked over and smiled awkwardly at Leah. “Hello, I’m Emma Clay.”

She hesitated and glanced at Becky. Then said, “Becky didn’t mean to be mad at you, I think it’s because this competition means a lot to her, so she’s quite worked up about it. She’s just immature, no harsh feelings.”

“Yeah.” The girl next to her interrupted. She then continued, “Becky’s cousin has a lot of authority, so she’s arrogant. She’s usually not like this.”

Leah grinned and stayed silent after listening to their words.

Being arrogant was different from being impolite.

Becky did not want Leah to style her jewelry. So, she did not have a reason to convince her to do so.

Becky left Leah and went to the other dressing room.

She looked inside every dressing room one after another. Then, her eyes were fixed on a dressing room where Serena was in.

“Excuse me, is Miss Coleman here?” Becky knocked on the door and grinned. Her expression was completely different compared to when she was with Leah.

The girls in the dressing room turned their heads toward Becky. They wanted to chase her out but they remained silent.

“Who’s looking for me?” A face appeared from behind the door. Serena came over and asked out of curiosity.

Becky was startled by her sudden appearance and then smiled. “Hi, I’m Becky Hills. I came to ask if you could style my jewelry for me. I’ve admired you for a really long time.”

Serena glanced at Becky and looked at the time repeatedly. “The show is about to start. What happened to your stylist?”

“By comparison, I like you even more. I believe I’ll be able to shine during Fashion Week with your help. Besides, you’ll increase your popularity too.” Becky answered with a smile.

Serena frowned as she heard those words.

She felt as if the girl in front of her was arrogant and frustrating to deal with.

“Oh, I’m not interested. I can still gain popularity without you.” Serena said coldly.

“Please, Miss Coleman. I admire you. Please give me a chance.” Becky gritted her teeth and pleaded softly.

Serena glanced at her and shoved the girl’s hand away. “I’m sorry, I don’t have much time. The organizers already assigned five models for me. I don’t want to be a saint.”

“Please. I’m willing to pay you.” Becky continued.

Serena sneered. “Pay me? Do you have any idea how I’m getting paid, girl? You can’t afford it. I don’t have time to waste. As you can see, I’m still working, Please leave.”

As soon as Becky heard those words, her face flushed red and grasped her dress tightly. There was a trace of resentment in her eyes.

However, she could only lower her ego and beg Serena to win the championship.

After all, she did not know where Cindy was and what she looked like. So it was safer for her to ask Serena for help.

Becky was about to step forward when the door flung open.

She halted.

“Who is it now?” Serena complained when she heard the door open.

It was Leah who came in. Leah was stunned when she saw Becky in the room.

Leah quickly kept her composure and walked into the dressing room. “Do you have a needle and thread? Can I have it?”

Serena’s annoyed expression turned into a smile as soon as she heard Leah’s voice.

She was about to reply to Leah but Becky interrupted her before Serena could speak.

“Why are you here?” Becky asked arrogantly.

Becky assumed Serena disliked Leah because of her impatient tone earlier.

Leah raised her eyebrows and glared at Becky. “What’s wrong? Can’t I come in here?”

“This is Miss Coleman’s dressing room. Small stylists like you shouldn’t be barging into someone else’s room without permission.”

Becky clasped her hands and looked at Leah with admiration.

Leah’s lips trembled, wanting to say something.

Serena pulled Becky over all of a sudden and glared at her. “What are you talking about, you little brat?”

“Miss Coleman?” Becky did not understand what was going on.

Serena glared at her and protected Leah. “Do you have any idea who you’re talking to?”

Becky gulped and looked at Leah. She was confused.

Does she know Serena?

“My time is precious, now please get out.” Serena ordered Becky to leave.

Becky’s face was red. She could not bear everyone looking at her. She slammed the door and left immediately.

After Becky left, Serena took out the needle and thread from her bag and questioned Leah. “What’s up with that girl? Do you know her? She seemed to hate you.”

“I have no idea. She was probably spoiled.” Leah took the needle and thread from her and said half- heartedly, “I’ll be going now.”

“Aren’t you a jewelry designer? Why would you need a needle and thread?”

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“I need it for an emergency.” Leah answered as she left without looking back.

She went back to her dressing room. Emma, who stood up for Leah earlier had a sad expression on her face.

A glint of hope flashed across Emma’s face as soon as she saw Leah. “You’re finally back.”

“Yeah.” Leah nodded.

Emma was about to cry, and she did not dare to stand up. “What am I supposed to do, stylist? The show is about to start and I can’t go out like this…”

Leah glanced at her dress upon hearing those words.

Emma was done with her makeup half an hour ago. She was going to wear the dress that was about to be shown during Fashion Week and was ready for Leah to match her jewelry.

As it turned out, there was a giant hole in the dress when she received it!

Her face was flushed pale.

All of the designers put all their efforts into designing the clothes to win.

Emma told Leah about the situation.

Leah placed her hand on her chin and pondered. “All of the costumes are kept confidential. Only the designer’s assistants are allowed to handle them. No one should be able to lay their hands on the costumes. Tell me, when was the dress ruined?”

Emma looked at Leah’s serious expression, then analyzed. “Could it be that… the dress was ruined by accident when the assistant took it out and placed it in the dressing room?”

Leah glanced at her, she thought that Emma was too innocent.

She had spent two years abroad and had already seen all kinds of sabotage.

The dress was extravagant, how could someone ruin it by accident?

However, Leah did not tell Emma about her thoughts. Instead, she picked up the dress and said, “Perhaps there’s still another way to fix this.”

Emma looked confused, then sighed, “How can it be fixed? The dress is ruined until the designers fix it.”

Leah shook her head and continued, “Wait for me.” After that, she rushed out to look for Serena.

Serena carried needles and thread with her. She even had a full set of equipment. After lending it to Leah, she then took Emma into the dressing room.

“Please keep this a secret.” Leah ordered as she threaded the needle on the dress.

Emma was stunned when she saw her skillful techniques, then stammered, “Are… we even allowed to do this, Miss?”

“At least it’s better than nothing.” Leah replied, “Otherwise, would you rather go out there with this torn dress?”

Emma went silent.

…

Fashion Week kicked off soon enough. Many people were looking forward to it as it was the first show. Many people attended the event.

There was a man in a black suit among them, he had a dark expression. He sat in the VIP seat and his appearance was incredibly obvious.

His presence made everyone around him look over.

His expression grew darker when he noticed them.

Ben, who was sitting next to him noticed his gloomy expression.

He wiped the sweat off his forehead and said, “Please hold on for just a while, Mr. Howard. We’ll find Cindy once the show is over. It’ll be a good thing for our jewelry company if we manage to convince her to join us. ”

Han heard his words and replied coldly, “She’s just a designer, why don’t you negotiate with her.”

“No, sir.” Ben answered without hesitation. “I’ve heard that Cindy had always been mysterious. I’m afraid she might be upset if I negotiated with her.”

“Does it have to be her? What about the rest?” Han asked in a displeasing manner.

The Howard Group had been growing stronger for the past two years and was incredibly powerful in Linkville.

Moreover, he was working together with Jackson, who played a major role in politics. He had so much authority, he had the whole world in his hands.

With this much authority, Han was arrogant.

“Please be patient, Mr. Howard, Cindy is one of the most popular designers right now and is highly praised by experts and amateurs. As long as we can work with her, she’ll be an incredibly valuable asset to us.”

As soon as Han heard those words, his lips trembled and stopped talking. He got up and fixed his tie, then said, “I’m going to the bathroom.”

Han went outside and heaved a sigh of relief. He felt relieved when he got out of the crowd.

He took a deep breath and took out a pack of cigarettes from his suit. He lit up a cigarette and began to take a puff.

Han’s vision got a little blurry.

He could not stop thinking about the lady he saw a few days ago.

Although he only saw a glimpse of her, he felt that she looked familiar.

His heart had been cold and numb for the past two years. He did not expect that the woman would make his heart waver.

Han narrowed his eyes and grinned sarcastically.

Han saw a car parked at the entrance of the exhibition.

Ian got out of the car soon after and saw Han. He was stunned for a moment.

Han glanced at him, and a feeling of doubt arose in him.

The Sanders family and the White family merged their companies two years ago. Eventually, Ian gave up on studying medicine and inherited the family’s properties. He carried the burden of both families all by himself.

He managed both of the companies well for the past two years.

Han acknowledged Ian, not because of his ability. It was because he was still far behind Ian despite being powerful.

He thought about what happened two years ago.

Han fainted because he was incredibly depressed, and Leah was no longer there when he woke up.

Eventually, he searched everywhere for her. However, he was told that Leah had gone abroad. He had Hobson’s choice but to look for Ian.

Ian said to him calmly, “Leah is dead.”

Han was about to faint upon hearing those words.

He grabbed Ian by his collar and gritted his teeth. “Then what about her body? I need to see her, dead or alive.”

“Her body? Who are you to look at her body? She’s my fiancée, even if she died, she’s still a part of the Sanders family. This has nothing to do with you, Han.”

Han could feel Ian’s cold words ringing in his ears and remembered how he felt at that time.

He felt furious and despair.