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Chapter 122
Meanwhile, at Lux Magazine, the workers in charge of sending the jewelry to the charity
dinner had just left when Queenie stepped out of the shadows as she made a call.
"They're just about to head over."
"Got it," a man's voice uttered from the other end of the line.
"Remember what I told you. You have to deal with this before they bring it into the jewelry
display area. Otherwise, it's more likely for you to get caught," Queenie reminded him.
The line was silent for a while after that. "Are you sure you want to do this, Queenie?" the
man uttered. His words seemed to have triggered a switch in her. "Do you think I want to
do this?" she scoffed sarcastically. "I put in all my effort in The Emerging Designer
Competition three years ago, yet I only got second place. How could that be? I should've
been the one who won the trip to Paris, yet in the end, it seemed like I just got something
that she threw out like trash." She took a deep breath before continuing. "I'm just trying to
get rid of a passerby blocking my way. What's wrong with that? She has to disappear for
my dreams and hopes to come true. I don't want to continue being looked down upon by
others. You're going to help me, aren't you, Ron?"
"I'll bear all the responsibilities if anyone ever finds out about this, Queenie. I won't get
you involved," he replied.
"Just do as I say, and you're not going to get caught," she reminded him before ending the
call. Then, she tightened her fists before turning around and leaving. I will ensure that
Leanna leaves the design industry once and for all!
…
Louis poured a glass of milk for Leanna in the café. "How did you find the time to come
over?" he asked as he sat opposite her. She held the glass with both hands and took a sip
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtof the milk before responding. "I'm on break today, so I don't have much to do."
"Zoe told me that you're going for a charity dinner tonight," Louis uttered after a short
pause. Leanna was speechless. I can't believe Zoe already told Louis about this event.
"Well, something came up, so I'm not going anymore," she said with a rather stiff smile.
"Is it because Aidan's going? Do you want to avoid him?" he asked.
"What are you talking about? It's not related to him; I just…" Leanna didn't know how to
explain things to him, so she changed the topic. When she realized how all the girls were
gazing over at their table, she quickly commented on them. "There're so many girls here
who fancy you. Aren't you interested in any of them?" she asked.
"I've no plans to date anymore," he replied flatly.
"Why not? You're at the perfect age to be in a relationship. It'd be a shame not to date
someone," she said.
"Why didn't you date anyone when you were my age, then?" he asked. She was
speechless once more. This guy is really straightforward. She finally found an answer after
a while. "Well, I was busy working and studying back then, and… Even though I didn't date
anyone, I had a crush. That felt pretty nice too."
"He ended up getting engaged to someone else, and you guys didn't get together in the
end. What's so nice about that?" Louis muttered. Leanna was wise enough to keep her
mouth shut this time—she simply focused on drinking her milk. Finally, after a few
minutes, it was Louis who spoke again. "Do you… want to look for that guy now?"
Leanna didn't get who he was referring to at first. "What guy?"
"The guy in that picture," he replied after some hesitation. "Louis…" she muttered. He
looked away and leaned back in his seat after that. "You don't have to worry about how I
feel. I don't mind, you know? After all, as you said, at least we have the same mother. I
don't care who my father is—it's all the same to me." Jethro was dead, after all.
Leanna let out a soft laugh. "I'm not doing it for your sake, Louis. It's just that… this world
is too big, and we might not be able to find him. Even if we managed to locate him… What
if he's no longer alive? Or what if he's married to a new family? What's the purpose of me
finding him, right?"
"If I were you, I'd want to look for him regardless of whether he has a new family. Then, I
would want to ask him why he abandoned us. Even if it means that I'll have to ask him in
front of his tombstone, I'll still do it if it gives me an answer," Louis replied in a serious
tone. After that, Leanna lowered her head without saying anything.
After all, she didn't want to look into this thing because she was afraid of what she would
find. She was scared that the answer she had found wasn't what she wanted. When Louis
saw her keeping quiet, he spoke up again. "This is just what I think. I just wanted to tell
you not to worry about me. I'm not a child anymore," he said.
"I got it. I'll think about it," she replied with a smile. Louis was about to say something
else, but the café was getting too packed, and there were too many people ordering
drinks, so the owner had to call him to help. "I have to work now," Louis said as he got to
his feet.
"Alright. Go on. I should probably leave soon, too," she replied. After Louis left, Leanna
finished her milk before looking out the window. The sky had already turned dark by then.
She was about to head out when a girl walked over to her. The girl had been nudged by
her friend to approach Leanna. "Excuse me. Are you Louis' girlfriend?" the girl asked in a
whisper.
Leanna spread her lips into a smile. "No."
"Then, who are—"
"I'm his sister. I'm 25," Leanna replied.
The girl's eyes lit up immediately. "Louis' sister! You're so gorgeous, and you have great
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmskin. You don't look like you're in your mid-twenties at all!" The other girls gathered around
Leanna after hearing her words. "So, you're Louis' sister. You're so pretty. We thought you
were his girlfriend!" one girl said.
"You guys have great genes at home. You're so pretty, and Louis is so handsome. We're so
jealous of you guys," another girl said.
Leanna was in a much better mood when she walked out of the café. If only I were actually
in my teenage years. I would be able to do so much more without feeling any fear. I
wouldn't be afraid to fail and start all over again. Instead of hailing a cab, Leanna decided
to take a stroll on the street. She had no reason to head home, anyway.
Before she knew it, she ended up at the building of the charity dinner. It was a rare
opportunity and an honor for any new designer to have their products displayed at a
charity dinner as grand as this one. Even though she didn't get the chance to participate
in it, it felt pretty good for her to just sit downstairs to get a sense of the atmosphere. She
had just found a convenience store nearby to take a seat when she received Zoe's call.
"Did you go for the charity dinner, Leanna?" Zoe asked.
"No. I have some other stuff to do." Leanna hesitated for a moment as she realized Zoe
sounded like she had some hidden meaning behind her question. "What is it?" Leanna
asked.
"Hahaha, it's nothing. I was just asking for fun. It's great to hear that you didn't go. Where
are you? Should I come over to meet you?" Zoe asked.
Leanna looked through the convenience store glass to see a hotel opposite the street. "I
just came from Louis' school, and I'm outside the hotel. So, I'll sit around and leave soon."
"A hotel? Which one? Is this the hotel for the charity dinner?" Zoe asked.
"Yeah."
Zoe was speechless for a second. She gazed at the picture that her photographer friend
had just sent her, and she felt a headache coming. The picture showed the back figure of
a girl with her arm slipped into Aidan's. I take back whatever I said. Aidan is a b*stard. A
true b*stard, born and bred!