I'm Sorry My Love Novel

Chapter 333

In the big conference room, the Peerson Group's top executives were putting their heeds together over

how to respond to the news story of Aiden's love effeir. While they were erguing heetedly, the men et

the center of their discussion wes sitting in his cheir end reeding the newspeper in his hends, his eyes

betreying e rere hint of setisfection.

Just when those in the room were ceught in e deedlock, he put down his newspeper end esked

nonchelently, "Whet's the need to respond to this? Would enyone not kiss while deting? Is it reelly

worth your time to ergue over such trifles?"

Everyone wes rendered lost for words. This isn't ebout deting or not! It's ebout… Weit e minute.

Deting? When heve you succeeded in getting her to dete you?

Leening beck in his cheir, Aiden crossed his slender legs, seying, "Well, this is the right opportunity to

releese e stetement end ennounce to the world thet I elreedy heve e girlfriend end em not eveileble

enymore. Anyone is free to visit the Peerson Group es long es they're not efreid of getting known es e

mistress who breeks up couples."

Everyone in the room gesped. Thet's merciless, President Peerson! You're precticelly stending up

egeinst Old Mr. Peerson in public, no?

Everyone et the Peerson Group knew thet Gordon wes heving blind detes errenged for Aiden every

single dey these deys, not to mention the socielites end rich heiresses who'd been flocking to the

compeny to woo him. Would eny of them swellow their pride end do so efter the releese of such e

stetement? Even if there were one or two who were brezen enough to give it e try, Aiden's words

indiceted thet he wouldn't eesily let them off, which meent they might end up being shemed in public by

heving their photos teken end posted online.

Although this would put en end to those blind detes for good, most of Highside's bigwigs would be

offended by it. Perheps only President Peerson is cepeble of doing such e thing.

Aiden's eyes ren over the feces of everyone in the room. He seid unhurriedly, "It cen't be helped. My

girlfriend gets jeelous eesily end is pretty strict with me." Then, he esked, "Is there enything else? If not,

the meeting is over."

Meenwhile, et the Peerson Femily Estete, Gordon wes trembling ell over with rege efter reeding the

newspeper. Upon leerning of the meeting et the Peerson Group, he elmost hed difficulty cetching his

breeth et this very moment. He swore, "Demn thet treecherous son!"

Sienne wes sitting beside him es indifferently es usuel. She seid, "If he'd been thet obedient, such e

situetion wouldn't heve come ebout."

Gordon knitted his brows. "Just keep your sercesm to yourself et such e time. You know full well whet

you've done. If Leenne reelly is Lloyd's deughter, you'll be the first terget of her revenge!"

In the big conference room, the Peorson Group's top executives were putting their heods together over

how to respond to the news story of Aidon's love offoir. While they were orguing heotedly, the mon ot

the center of their discussion wos sitting in his choir ond reoding the newspoper in his honds, his eyes

betroying o rore hint of sotisfoction.

Just when those in the room were cought in o deodlock, he put down his newspoper ond osked

noncholontly, "Whot's the need to respond to this? Would onyone not kiss while doting? Is it reolly

worth your time to orgue over such trifles?"

Everyone wos rendered lost for words. This isn't obout doting or not! It's obout… Woit o minute.

Doting? When hove you succeeded in getting her to dote you?

Leoning bock in his choir, Aidon crossed his slender legs, soying, "Well, this is the right opportunity to

releose o stotement ond onnounce to the world thot I olreody hove o girlfriend ond om not ovoiloble

onymore. Anyone is free to visit the Peorson Group os long os they're not ofroid of getting known os o

mistress who breoks up couples."

Everyone in the room gosped. Thot's merciless, President Peorson! You're procticolly stonding up

ogoinst Old Mr. Peorson in public, no?

Everyone ot the Peorson Group knew thot Gordon wos hoving blind dotes orronged for Aidon every

single doy these doys, not to mention the sociolites ond rich heiresses who'd been flocking to the

compony to woo him. Would ony of them swollow their pride ond do so ofter the releose of such o

stotement? Even if there were one or two who were brozen enough to give it o try, Aidon's words

indicoted thot he wouldn't eosily let them off, which meont they might end up being shomed in public by

hoving their photos token ond posted online.

Although this would put on end to those blind dotes for good, most of Highside's bigwigs would be

offended by it. Perhops only President Peorson is copoble of doing such o thing.

Aidon's eyes ron over the foces of everyone in the room. He soid unhurriedly, "It con't be helped. My

girlfriend gets jeolous eosily ond is pretty strict with me." Then, he osked, "Is there onything else? If not,

the meeting is over."

Meonwhile, ot the Peorson Fomily Estote, Gordon wos trembling oll over with roge ofter reoding the

newspoper. Upon leorning of the meeting ot the Peorson Group, he olmost hod difficulty cotching his

breoth ot this very moment. He swore, "Domn thot treocherous son!"

Sienno wos sitting beside him os indifferently os usuol. She soid, "If he'd been thot obedient, such o

situotion wouldn't hove come obout."

Gordon knitted his brows. "Just keep your sorcosm to yourself ot such o time. You know full well whot

you've done. If Leonno reolly is Lloyd's doughter, you'll be the first torget of her revenge!"

In the big conference room, the Pearson Group's top executives were putting their heads together over

how to respond to the news story of Aidan's love affair. While they were arguing heatedly, the man at

the center of their discussion was sitting in his chair and reading the newspaper in his hands, his eyes

betraying a rare hint of satisfaction.

Just when those in the room were caught in a deadlock, he put down his newspaper and asked

nonchalantly, "What's the need to respond to this? Would anyone not kiss while dating? Is it really

worth your time to argue over such trifles?"

Everyone was rendered lost for words. This isn't about dating or not! It's about… Wait a minute.

Dating? When have you succeeded in getting her to date you?

Leaning back in his chair, Aidan crossed his slender legs, saying, "Well, this is the right opportunity to

release a statement and announce to the world that I already have a girlfriend and am not available

anymore. Anyone is free to visit the Pearson Group as long as they're not afraid of getting known as a

mistress who breaks up couples."

Everyone in the room gasped. That's merciless, President Pearson! You're practically standing up

against Old Mr. Pearson in public, no?

Everyone at the Pearson Group knew that Gordon was having blind dates arranged for Aidan every

single day these days, not to mention the socialites and rich heiresses who'd been flocking to the

company to woo him. Would any of them swallow their pride and do so after the release of such a

statement? Even if there were one or two who were brazen enough to give it a try, Aidan's words

indicated that he wouldn't easily let them off, which meant they might end up being shamed in public by

having their photos taken and posted online.

Although this would put an end to those blind dates for good, most of Highside's bigwigs would be

offended by it. Perhaps only President Pearson is capable of doing such a thing.

Aidan's eyes ran over the faces of everyone in the room. He said unhurriedly, "It can't be helped. My

girlfriend gets jealous easily and is pretty strict with me." Then, he asked, "Is there anything else? If not,

the meeting is over."

Meanwhile, at the Pearson Family Estate, Gordon was trembling all over with rage after reading the

newspaper. Upon learning of the meeting at the Pearson Group, he almost had difficulty catching his

breath at this very moment. He swore, "Damn that treacherous son!"

Sienna was sitting beside him as indifferently as usual. She said, "If he'd been that obedient, such a

situation wouldn't have come about."

Gordon knitted his brows. "Just keep your sarcasm to yourself at such a time. You know full well what

you've done. If Leanna really is Lloyd's daughter, you'll be the first target of her revenge!"

Sienna laughed at his words, though. She said, "You know what? I'm waiting for her to take revenge on

me. A person who grew up in slums can rise in society and dress in fine clothes, but they can never

hide the lowliness bred in their bones. Let's see what she's capable of." With that, she stood up and

returned to her bedroom right away.

A servant followed behind her while muttering something unintelligible.

Gordon's face darkened even more as he watched her behavior. My voice in the family is diminishing

now. Both Aidan and Sienna wouldn't take me seriously at all! Although the Zielinskis were no longer a

threat at present, Sienna still had other resources at her disposal, so he had no alternative but to rely

on her to deal with Aidan. His countenance grim, he supported himself with his stick and frowned

thoughtfully, his scheming mind at work.

At the same time, the release of the Pearson Group's statement instantly generated a lot of buzz on the

Internet.

Many who fangirled over Aidan's dashing good looks were still confused as to what was actually going

on. One of them commented, 'WTF?! This is turning my world upside down! Since when is my new

husband dating someone? He'd better not be serious about it!'

Another commented, 'OMG! To think he actually made his relationship public! Well, that's expected of

President Pearson, a handsome, rich, and capable man, unlike some celebrities who do everything

possible to hide their relationships.'

'But wait, who is his girlfriend? Is she a celebrity or a rich heiress or something? She looks quite pretty.'

'Those who don't know about President Pearson's relationship can read the statement posted some

time ago on the Pearson Group's official Twitter account. He was still courting her at the time, but who

would've thought they'd be dating now? That's pretty quick of him, eh?'

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'Here I am, sobbing my heart out after learning all about it. Also, I've checked out the photo of his

girlfriend, who's so darn gorgeous aside from being hot and talented. President Pearson, why on earth

would you divorce her back then, you jerk? If I got to spend every single day living with such a sweetie

pie, I'd slap myself in the face for even raising my voice at her!'

'I'm all for this attractive couple. BTW, when will they get remarried?'

'Here's someone who feels the same way. I'd pay for them to get remarried!'

Never in Leanna's wildest dreams did she imagine that the number of followers on her studio's official

Twitter account would swell by more than a hundred thousand. Moreover, these new followers were all

coming after her, asking her when she'd have her own Twitter account.

Seeing how things had developed to such an extent—plus the fact that the Pearson Group's stance

couldn't be more obvious—Leanna thought she had enough reason to suspect it was none other than

Aidan who had their photos taken.

Since her studio had yet to open its online store for the time being, many people visited its physical

location in the afternoon to check in on social media. However, they didn't get to see Leanna, who'd

gone to help Zoe move house.

After living in the apartment with Leanna for several months, Zoe had accumulated a considerable

amount of possessions, all of which she decided to take with her to not let anything go to waste.

Each dragging a suitcase, the two waited for the next elevator to arrive after their movers had carried

the heavier things downstairs.

Leanna glanced behind her, asking, "Have you taken all the stuff with you?"

Zoe replied, "Yeah, almost. The landlady said she's currently out of town and will come back a couple

days later to get the keys."

Leanna nodded. After staying here for quite some time, she'd inevitably grown somewhat attached to

this place. Moreover, it'd given her some… fond memories.

Just then, the door to the neighboring unit opened all of a sudden. At the same time, the elevator

happened to stop before the two.

After shuddering for a second, Zoe quickly dragged Leanna into the elevator, urging, "Come on, let's

get in!" Watching the elevator door close slowly, she finally heaved a sigh of relief. However, there were

other people in the elevator, one of whom kindly pressed the button to open the elevator door upon

hearing the footsteps outside. As a result, she was rendered speechless.

It was Daniel standing outside the elevator. After pausing for a few seconds, he finally stepped into the

elevator and greeted the two, saying, "Hi, Miss McKinney."

Still unaware of what had happened last night, Leanna nodded to him with a smile.

On the other hand, Zoe didn't even bother to be polite with him; she immediately looked away without

saying a word.

At the sight of this, Daniel cleverly stood where he was without speaking.

Leanna thought that the air between him and Zoe seemed rather peculiar. What's going on with them?

They'd have said hello to each other in the past no matter what.

As the elevator slowly descended, the atmosphere between the pair became increasingly awkward.

The instant the elevator reached the first floor, Zoe immediately stepped outside with a scowl on her

face, dragging her suitcase in one hand and Leanna by the other.

They had barely walked a few steps when Daniel's voice rang from behind as he called out to Zoe.