I'm Sorry My Love Novel

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Chapter 116 Which One’s Mrs. Pearson?

“I don’t need you to lecture me!” Queenie uttered with a smirk. “Are you proud of yourself now? Even

though I won the title of champion in The Emerging Designer Competition, and was in Aeras for three

years, it seems I’m still no match for you. I bet you’re secretly laughing at me, aren’t you?”

“I do find you pretty funny. I’ve never had the thought of surpassing you—you’re the one who keeps

comparing yourself to me. On the one hand, you understand that your skills are no match for mine, yet

you feel like I should be one level below you since you got the opportunity to study in Aeras. It’s almost

as if studying there increases your worth as a person. On the other hand, regardless of whether we’re

talking about The Emerging Designer Competition or your studies in Paris, all of that happened three

years ago. You’re the one who keeps clinging onto the past,” Leanna uttered.

“Stop making yourself sound all righteous and principled. Everyone knows that you gave up on your

chance for the sake of money. Do you think you’re more elegant or classy than me? I don’t think my

artwork is any worse than yours—I’m just not as lucky as you are,” Queenie replied. Leanna merely

smiled without continuing the conversation. Instead, she turned and left the other woman behind.

Thanks, Queenie. I don’t think I would’ve ever heard someone tell me that I’m lucky if you didn’t do it,

Leanna thought. After she left, Queenie bit her bottom lip and glared at the necklace in the bin before

narrowing her eyes.

…

Leanna had just gotten to the exit when she heard Harvey shouting for her to stop. “You came just in

time, McK. I need your help.” The Barnetts had hosted a jewelry-themed charity dinner, and they had

managed to gather a good number of wealthy women’s accessories to be auctioned on that day. They

would give all the funds accumulated during the auction to charity.

Since Lux Magazine was one of the top jewelry magazines in the nation, they were among the first to

receive an invitation to the event. After Harvey’s discussion with his boss, they decided that Lux

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Jewelry would take out a long-treasured piece of jewelry for the event. At the same time, Leanna and

Queenie would each put out their products. That way, the public would perceive Lux Magazine in a

more positive light, and the event would assist in boosting the names of both designers. In addition, this

would ensure they had more clients in the long run.

Nevertheless, time wasn’t on their side—the charity dinner was in one week’s time. “You can put out

one of the pieces you designed previously. Then, after one of your pieces, you can just place anything

that fits,” Harvey told Leanna.

“I got it,” she replied with a nod.

… When they arrived home, Leanna sat at the desk and edited Georgina’s drafts for a while. As she

worked on the drafts, she recalled what Harvey had said to her earlier that day. Ever since she married

Aidan, she hadn’t designed anything until she finally divorced him and returned to Lux Magazine. So,

she hadn’t produced anything in the past three years. As for the ones I did three years ago… I don’t

feel satisfied with them now that I have gotten a second look at them. Luckily, she would make notes in

her sketchbook whenever she had any ideas or inspirations. But, after she tossed and turned in bed

that night, the one design that left the strongest impression in her mind was still the piece of paper that

she had torn out of her book. She let out a dejected sigh. She didn’t need to think to know where the

piece of paper was—Aidan had definitely thrown it into the bin on Underwood Lane. She helplessly

looked through the items on her desk for a while, but she accidentally knocked something off. When

she picked up the article, she realized that it was the pocket watch she had gotten from Jethro. She

opened the clock to see a group picture of the three of them, and she ran her fingers across the picture

with a thoughtful look on her face. After a short while, she put the pocket watch down before she

started to work on a draft. Once she was done, she stretched her limbs and glanced at the clock to see

that it was 11.00PM. Ever since the previous incident, Alice no longer called her out for meals—Alice

simply left dinner in the pot where it was kept warm. As a result, the food temperature was just right

when Leanna went down for her dinner, and it was already 11.30PM by the time Leanna was done.

Aidan wasn’t home even though it was starting to get late, and Leanna hesitated for a moment before

she finally texted Jonathan. ‘Is Aidan still working overtime in the office?’ she asked. ‘Yes,’ Jonathan

replied.

‘Has he eaten?’

‘No.’

I don’t know why Aidan decided to take action against Anthony, but either way, he took revenge for Zoe

that day, Leanna thought. I don’t want to owe him any favors. So, Leanna stood up and prepared some

egg mayo sandwiches before storing them in an airtight container. Then, she went up to grab her coat

before leaving the house.

Meanwhile, Jonathan took his phone back from Aidan in the president’s office in Pearson Group before

inquiring. “Aren’t you leaving yet, President Pearson?” Jonathan asked.

“I have a few more documents to handle, but you can leave first,” Aidan replied flatly.

“Okay.” Jonathan was about to leave when Aidan spoke again. “Leanna’s coming over later, so you can

tell the guards to just let her in,” Aidan ordered.

“…Okay,” Jonathan replied. No wonder he’s staying back—he must be waiting for her. It seems like

President Pearson is no longer as aggressive and pushy toward Mrs. Pearson since they went to

Underwood Lane. He’s not as sharp and sarcastic with his words anymore. That’s a great start.

Perhaps I won’t have to waste all of that brain juice on helping President Pearson to come up with

excuses in the future. Before Jonathan left, he went over to pass Aidan’s message to the night guards.

“Mrs. Pearson will come in a while, so you guys can just allow her to enter later,” he ordered. The

guards nodded compliantly.

But to Jonathan’s surprise, Mia showed up at the office just moments after he left. Mia had been a

respected figure at one point but didn’t know how to control herself. She didn’t just look down on the

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title of Mrs. Pearson; there were even voice recordings of her criticizing other brands and speaking

about them as if she were above their standards. Her popularity saw a massive decline after that

incident.

The Pearsons didn’t seem to care about her—all they did was stay silent and under the radar for a

while. In truth, she had already wanted to pay a visit to Aidan’s workplace for a while. Unfortunately, the

guys at the front desk and the guards would often block her way. So this time, she thought of applying

for a model role after hearing the jewelry charity event needed them. Alas, the organizers rejected her

immediately.

Although this triggered Mia, she had no other choice than to beg Aidan to give her another chance. She

was surprised that it was so easy for her to enter the building this time. The guard on shift that day was

a new worker—he had never seen Mia in the past. Since Jonathan had told the guards that a ‘Mrs.

Pearson’ was going to visit them in a while, and they simply assumed that they had gotten the right

person when they saw how gorgeous and well-dressed Mia was.

But about ten minutes later, a woman in a casual outfit showed up. The guards were stunned as she

was prettier than the first woman. So which one is the real Mrs. Pearson? Leanna hesitated for a

moment when she saw how the guards looked at her. “Am I not allowed to enter?” she asked in a

whisper.

Leanna recalled that Pearson Group had a rule where they didn’t allow Lux’s designers to entire. But I

haven’t told the guards anything about my work, have I? The guard looked equally confused. “Are you

Mrs. Pearson?” one of the guards asked carefully.

“…I’m not,” Leanna said hesitantly.

“Then what are you doing here at this hour?” the guard asked.

She took a glance at the container in her hands. She had wanted to deliver some food to Aidan, but

right before she explained herself, she changed her mind. “I just happened to pass by,” she spoke

stiffly.

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