Begging For A Reconciliation

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“As a reporter, you should always strive to uncover the truth. However, the reality is quite the opposite,

and you have come to question me without having conducted any proper investigation. Such inquiries

will not elicit a response from me.” Leah coldly refused while maintaining a blank expression.

Perhaps it was because her sudden assertiveness put those reporters off, and some people actually

shut up embarrassingly.

Seeing this, Leah pulled Ian and decided to head in the direction of the office.

At this point, the leading reporter gritted his teeth and pursued her once more. “Are you avoiding this

subject on purpose? Or did we get it exactly right?”

Leah’s face became colder. She slowly turned around, stared at him, and said word for word, “If you

spread rumors like this again, I will have my lawyer to have a chat with you.”

She spent the few years she was abroad following her grandfather into the chamber of commerce,

where she met people from all walks of life, including some who were difficult to get along with.

She knew that if she backed away in this situation, the other party would advance and tighten their

noose around her.

Leah didn’t say anything else after seeing the other party’s grimace, and quickly dragged Ian into the

company.

When the two returned to the office, Leah removed her coat and placed it on the sofa.

Ian came over and looked at her worriedly, “Are you all right?”

When she heard this, Leah shook her head. “I’m alright. This little thing can’t possibly affect me in any

way.”

“Speaking of which, I’m still puzzled as to why you returned so abruptly. Did something happen?” Ian

exhaled a sigh.

He looked at Leah worriedly.

He knew Leah wasn’t the type who would back down because she couldn’t stand the harsh

environment in the mountains, but he also knew she didn’t like to talk about many things, and she

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preferred to keep it to herself.

Leah averted her gaze as she heard Ian’s words.

She didn’t want to talk about it, but she also didn’t want Ian to be worried.

After a brief moment of thought, her hands clenched and loosened before heaving a sigh of relief and

saying, “It’s because of Sunny. He attempted to molest me but was unsuccessful.”

“What?” Ian couldn’t believe it, his gentle face contorted in surprise.

He’d known Sunny for five years and hadn’t realized he was such a person.

Ian stepped forward to hold Leah’s hand after a brief thought, a trace of guilt on his face. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s alright.” Leah smiled at him reluctantly, resisting the urge to withdraw her hand, and said, “It’s not

your fault.”

“Don’t be concerned. I will not, under any circumstances, let him go,” Ian assured, “In addition to

today’s events, I will conduct a thorough investigation.”

Leah nodded, “Okay, I believe you.”

Ian brushed aside the problems caused by these reporters who came to the company today after

learning that Sunny had malicious intentions toward Leah.

Similarly, Leah believed that this was a minor issue.

They did not expect this situation to escalate so quickly, and it occupied major news headlines within

two days.

Even Leah, who disliked going online, was aware of how negatively the public perceived her.

She walked out of the office after leaving work in the afternoon, passing several young and attractive

female employees.

They were only aware of Leah’s “unusual” relationship with Ian and her identity as a famous designer,

but they were unaware that she was also a shareholder in the company.

“Look, it’s her.”

“Shh, be quiet! She’s here.”

“So what if she hears it? She’s just an unruly woman who returned from abroad to harm our Mr.

Sanders.”

“Mr. Sanders, our president, has always kept his name clean. Never have there been any scandals or

unfavorable news when traveling abroad. As soon as she arrived, others began to reprimand her in that

manner.”

“…”

It was as if they were deliberately informing Leah.

Leah stopped in her tracks, frowned slightly, and walked in front of them.

The three of them were all whispering when a shadow appeared in front of them. When they looked up,

they were met by Leah’s cold eyes.

The three of them had slightly awkward expressions on their faces.

“I appreciate you defending Ian.” Leah looked at them, obviously the same height as the other party,

but she had a condescending air about her.

“But you slander others behind their backs, and in doing so, you are causing Ian problems.

Furthermore, as the company’s frontliners, you should be more conscious of your image and keep your

mouth shut.” Leah reprimanded them flatly.

The three looked at each other in dismay. They had no idea this woman would have the guts to teach

them a lesson.

Shouldn’t she be hiding like a rat?

“What rights do you have to teach us a lesson?” one of them asked quickly, pouting.

Leah smiled lightly and said, “Based on this.”

As she spoke, she opened her purse, took out a business card, and gently placed it at the front desk.

That was the new business card she made after returning home from her trip abroad.

The receptionist picked up the business card and gave it a quick glance after noticing this, at which

point her face abruptly turned red and then, white.

She only saw “Sarah White, Chairman of White Group, Chief Jewelry Designer of Fortune Group”

written on the business card.

White family and Sanders family collectively made up the Fortune Group. She was the chairman of

White Group, which proved that she owned at least half of Fortune Group’s shares.

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A Maserati with pink stickers was parked on the side of the road when Leah exited the company. The

car window slowly rolled down as Leah emerged, revealing Serena’s bright smile.

“Cindy.” Serena waved at her, drawing a lot of attention from the passing traffic.

Leah dashed over to open the car door and get inside. She had to care about her image even if she

didn’t care about those public opinions.

“What brings you here?” Leah inquired while wearing her seat belt.

“Have you forgotten that you promised to take me shopping?” pouted Serena.

She had just returned from abroad and had nothing with her. Leah had promised to take her to the mall

to buy daily necessities and clothes.

“Sorry, I’ve been too busy lately.”

“Are you preoccupied with dealing with those comments on the internet?” Serena inquired. “But

seriously, you Pasteria netizens are far more powerful than Melville’s. Do they not eat and sleep? How

do they have so much time every day?”

A helpless smile spread across Leah’s face as she was amused by her words.

Leah exited the Maserati after it had stopped in the parking lot of the mall, and as she did so, she

caught a fleeting glimpse of the car parked next to them out of the corner of her eye. She was

momentarily taken aback.

Why does this car look familiar?

“Come on, let’s get some food first.” Serena urged from the front.

Leah had no choice but to keep up.

They had a casual meal at a restaurant in the mall before she took Serena shopping.

Sometimes one had to admit that women possessed too much spending power.

Just as Serena emerged from a clothing store, Leah looked at the bags in her hand and helplessly

said, “We can’t carry any more bags.”

“Ah! What to do then?” Serena suddenly looked bitter.

Leah’s eyes lit up slightly as she noticed a jewelry store in front of her.

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