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Chapter 452 Stop comparing her!
The weak sunlight is shining into the office.
The light hits Leah's face, adding depth to her expression and making it seem like there's more to it
than meets the eye.
After her public image was cleared, the fact that the other party didn't continue to stir up trouble made
her even more confident that she was being watched in secret.
It's more involved than just getting this person to come out, there are more complications involved.
She has a hunch that it might be someone from Frey Corporation.
Just then, the assistant knocked on the door and said, "Ms. White, the list of participants for the
company's competition has been finalized."
"Can we schedule the competition for tomorrow instead?"
Leah nodded and asked, "Hmm, have we finished looking into the backgrounds of all the participants?"
She couldn't shake Susan's words from her mind that day.
This tournament was really important for Dream Designs, after all. They needed to be in the top 50 of
the new company rankings to get more recognition and access government funding for new
businesses.
"The background checks are all done and there's nothing out of the ordinary," the assistant said, still
puzzled. "Ms. White, you're so talented. Why don't you compete in the competition yourself?"
Leah chuckled and said, "Come on, just do your thing."
She actually wanted to participate in the competition because it's better to have control over things like
this.
But she also acknowledges that there are many talented designers among the new employees, and
they are all valuable assets to the company.
She feels the need to give these talented new employees a chance to showcase their skills and stay
with Dream Designs for future design projects.
This is how Dream Designs can go even further.
As evening approached, the sky started looking gloomy and grey.
Leah was just about to leave work when Serena caught her again, with a sparkling glint in her eyes:
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Hey Sarah! I landed a big contract today with Skye Corporation!"
Skye Corporation is a hot new player in the game with a mysterious boss behind the scenes. Word on
the street is this company's on fire and its leader is a real enigma.
The general buzz is that this company is notoriously difficult to work with, yet Serena closed a deal with
them.
"Wow, you never cease to amaze me," Leah exclaimed with genuine happiness for Serena.
Serena tilted her head up, looking proud, and said, "Of course, you gotta remember who I am, girl."
"Alright, to celebrate this, I've decided to organize a picnic camping trip for everyone tomorrow after the
competition."
"You gotta bring that little Carlotta with you and let me have some fun with her!"
When Carlotta was mentioned, Leah suddenly realized something and asked, "Oh by the way, have
you taken any measures with Mr. Wright?"
Serena isn't used to being a mother yet, if she suddenly got pregnant, she'd be so uncomfortable.
Serena snorted, "Of course, I'm on the pill!"
She's not fond of kids and definitely doesn't want to have one so early in her life!
Leah left through the back door with Serena and asked her on the way, "Do you really have no feelings
for Mr. Wright?"
"Why don't you stop avoiding him and try to get to know him better?"
It's like how Serena used to think Leah and Han, or Shawn, was a good match, and now Leah feels like
there's something there between Mr. Wright and Serena.
"No way! Every time I think about how I forced myself onto him that day, I want to die of
embarrassment!" Serena's face turned bright red.
Oh, so that's what it's all about.
After returning to Villa Victoria, Leah told Mr. Wright the real reason why Serena was avoiding him.
Han didn't mince words: "That's so melodramatic."
Mr. Wright had already considered Serena as one of his own, naturally didn't appreciate hearing Han
speak about his woman in that way.
"Boss, this ain't being melodramatic, it's being adorable."
"Boss, imagine if Ms. White got drunk and made a move on you. Later, she felt shy and avoided you,
would you think it's just her being melodramatic?"
Leah remained silent.
Can't they make a comparison without using her as an example?
Even if she had a hundred times the courage, she wouldn't dare to force herself on Han.
Han just grinned at her and said, "You can try if you want."
"I don't want to!" Leah bristled.
Carlotta, who had been eavesdropping for a while, ran over to Leah and looked up at her excitedly.
"Mommy, did Aunt Serena end up with Uncle Ben?"
"Will they have a baby soon to play with me?"
Mr. Wright's face turned red as he was teased by the little one's words. He stuttered and quickly tried to
explain, "No, no... Carlotta, don't let your imagination run wild like that."
This made him scared.
The little one who was rejected seemed a bit down and said, "How about daddy and mommy have one
then?" in a sad tone.
"When you guys go to work, I'm so bored at home. I really want to have some siblings to keep me
company."
Leah pretended not to hear and just hugged the little one with sympathy. "It's okay, honey. When you're
a little older and go to preschool, you won't be lonely anymore."
"Why don't I take you out to play on weekends when I'm not busy?"
Han also walked over and put his hand on Carlotta's head, "Don't worry, I'll try to convince your mom to
have another baby soon."
The little one immediately became happy and excitedly clapped his hands, "Great! Then you gotta
hurry up, Daddy!"
"Sure."
Leah was puzzled to see them making a decision so quickly.
Did I agree to it?
"Um...," she began to speak but Han cut her off, "Carlotta, it's time for you to rest."
He then pulled Leah back to his room and pressed her down onto the bed.
His bed still smelled like his unique cold scent, which was comforting and pleasant.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Kids say the darndest things, don't take it too seriously," Leah's heart raced as she was locked in by
those deep eyes.
She avoided his gaze, but he grabbed her face and forced her to meet his intense stare.
"When are you going to stop avoiding me if you clearly like me?"
Leah pursed her lips and said, "I didn't..."
Her lousy lie was easily seen through by Han.
"Heh, your body is more honest than your mouth," he teased with a slight smirk.
He leaned in and kissed her, gently caressing her lips with his.
The temperature inside the room kept rising.
The room's light had been turned off at some point, with only the faint shadows of the trees outside
illuminated by the streetlights casting onto the dimly lit windows. The night grew even more mysterious.
The next day.
Leah, sore all over, went from embarrassment to anger as she bit her lip, hating herself for succumbing
to his world yesterday.
But when she sat up and didn't see Han's figure, a sense of loss quietly flickered in her eyes.
A jerk who doesn't appreciate what he's got.
She thought this while changing her clothes, then washed up and came downstairs.
The tantalizing smell of food lifted her spirits and eased her frustration.
The little one who was eating with relish saw her coming and quickly waved his little hand to greet her,
"Mommy, come over! Daddy made chicken broth, it's super yummy!"
Did Han make breakfast himself?
Leah's heart skipped a beat as she looked up, only to meet a pair of icy, dark eyes staring back at her
from the kitchen.
"What are you staring at? Come and eat."
Her heart skipped a beat as the cold, hoarse voice reminded her of last night when he had whispered
in her ear over and over again, asking if she loved him.
Her cheeks flushed with heat as she awkwardly sat down at the table.
Geez, he really knows how to kill the mood with just one sentence.
"Don't we have chefs and nannies? Why does Mr. Howard need to cook for himself?"