Classic Novel
Chapter 693
Chapter 693
Chapter 693 Better Than Nothing
Leanna ran her fingers through her hair. "That takes talent. That's not something you can learn."
Aidan cocked his eyebrow and pulled her into his embrace. "Guess I'm better off doing the finances."
Leanna pushed him away. "Alright, enough fooling around. I need to get to work."
"And you were very nearly late for work."
"I'm the owner. I can show up whenever I damn please."
"So, when are you paying me, boss?" Aidan whispered, staring into her eyes.
Leanna might call him a lowlife at times, but he was seductively handsome. Her heart beat a bit faster, and she looked away. "It hasn't been long since you started here, and we only pay after a month, you…"
"I charge by the minute."
Yeah, and no one can afford that. She said seriously, "You passed your probation. You are a brilliant man, but you're not what we're looking for. Perhaps there's something out there that matches your skills better." She tried to get up, but he pinned her down.
"And where did you learn company lingo?"
Leanna paused for a moment and chuckled, then she pulled his hand. "I really need to work now."
Aidan finally let her go, then he leaned back and looked around. "Ever considered getting a bigger office space?"
Leanna sat across from him and flipped through her draft book. "No. This is perfect for me. I'm working alone, you see."
"Not now you're not."
Leanna held her pen and mused over it. "I can convert the room next door into an office for you. It's rather big."
A moment of silence later, Aidan said, "Forget it. I'll just squeeze in with you."
Leanna held back her laughter and went back to work. She would stop talking to him for a while. There were only two months left before the fashion show. She didn't have much time and there were a ton of designs she needed to hand in. If she didn't work hard, she wouldn't make it in time.
The two of them worked in silence the whole afternoon. When Leanna was done with her draft, it was already dusk. Aidan was going through the emails, looking cool. Leanna leaned on the table and stared at him, a smile curling her lips.
Only after a while did Aidan notice her stare, and he looked up from the computer. Their eyes met for a moment, then Leanna sat up and coughed. She snapped out of it and looked away in embarrassment. Well, I got caught. She said, "It's late. We should leave."
"Let's go," said Aidan.
Leanna put her draft book in her bag and packed her things up, then she left her office. The studio was quiet as the girls had already clocked out for the day. Leanna checked the time. It's already nine. She quickly called Zoe. "Zoe, have you had dinner? I'm coming home if you hav—"
"Eh, it's alright. I got myself some delivery. Just go on your date with him, or he might kill me."
Leanna smiled. "Okay." She hung up and tucked her phone away, then she handed Aidan her bag while she locked the studio up. On the way back, Leanna stared at the scenery outside and blurted, "I'd like to go to Jamesdon."
A moment of silence later, Aidan said, "Maybe after a bit. Most of the crisis is settled, but things are still uncertain."
So, the enemy is still out there. Leanna pursed her lips and grunted.
Noticing her downcast mood, Aidan stopped the car at the roadside and patted her head. "It's alright. He's healing well. He might be all healed up when you see him again."
Leanna's eyes lit up. "Really?"
Aidan arched his eyebrow. "When have I ever lied to you?"
"All the time." Yeah, and now you look like you're lying to me.
Aidan poked his inner cheek with his tongue and held the steering wheel. "Forget I said anything."
Leanna smiled and looked out the window again. The moon was shining bright in the sky.
…
Joseph stood before the French window of the hotel room, staring into the night. A frown furrowed his forehead, and his eyes glinted with cold fury.
Freya said, "I got news of Lachlan's return to Jamesdon in the afternoon. The Woodleys have contained the situation for now. Even if we still have Charlotte, it would mean nothing."
Joseph said coldly, "There's always merit in having a bargaining chip." A while later, he turned around and sat down. "Did you find out who saved her?"
"Not yet, but I'm sure it wasn't Aidan. Perhaps it was the Woodleys."
Joseph narrowed his eyes. "If it were them, Charlotte should be in Jamesdon by now, but our spies aren't giving us any news just yet."
"So that means she's still in Highside."
Joseph said nothing. "It's the Pearson Group's anniversary in a couple of days. Time for them to meet." Ever since the Woodley Family's crisis, Lachlan had gotten more mysterious. No one could find out where he was at all times. First, he brought Naomi back, then Charlotte snuck to Highside, then the elders who were Lachlan's dissenters were killed. The Woodleys' one rule was already null and void. Now that Charlotte was saved, Joseph was sure Lachlan was in Highside.
Freya said, "Aidan might not show up for the company anniversary though."
Joseph chuckled. "That'd make things so boring." I have my way of luring him out.
Freya said, "But they're suspecting you of being the mastermind now."
"And do you know why they still haven't made a move against me yet?"
"Why?"
"Because they want to fish for the one backing me up." Joseph said, "This is the first time Justin's hosting the company anniversary as its president. There's going to be a lot of people joining, and who knows what might happen in an event like that? They won't let this chance slip by." Before Freya could say anything, Joseph said, "I'm looking forward to seeing what's going to happen when we meet.Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.