로그인Erica's facial expression changed. Was Leanor pretending not to care? That must have definitely been it…leanor was pretending.
She had chosen this jewelry design company because they had perfect designs that suits the themes of her anniversary but when she browsed the magazine, she was shocked to see that Eleanor was the chief designer.
She immediately chose Leanor as her designer. She had been eager to show off her current glorious position to Leanor.
She wanted to see Leanor break and get angry, that would have given her the satisfaction she wanted.
However she was met with Leanor’s cold attitude…How could she accept that after she has carefully orchestrated everything?
“Don't you want to talk to me about the past? You can ask questions and I'll give you a well detailed answers. How have you been Leanor" Erica asked but could not hide the mocking smile forming on her lips.
"Mrs. Thompson, if you are just curious about my personal life, please go back now as I won't be entertaining personal questions! But If you want me to work for you, please make your request and I'll gladly be at service," leanor replied.
Her hands were clenched under the table, she wished she could hit the sly smile away from Erica's face.
She chewed her tongue quietly to suppress her anger. She knew she needed to endure for the sake of her son.
Erica looked at her in surprise. Was Leanor really not hurt? Her face looked very beautiful and fair, she wore a black retro suit.
Erica gritted her teeth at how beautiful Leanor looks, after what happened four years ago, Leanor should have been broken and not able to pick her life back.
And how could Leanor be a chief designer in a company?
What will happen if the company finds out about her scandal of four years ago?
She knew Leanor had talent in drawing and painting but she only did that for fun…how could she have made it with just a hobby?
It really shouldn't be like this. Leanor should be in distress and be helpless. She should be living a miserable life.
Erica saw that she did not want to talk about the past and was not falling for her ridicule, so she stood up and said angrily.
"I'll give you three days to hand over a design draft that satisfies me. If you can't do this, don't blame me for not caring about our old friendship. I'll complain to your boss that you're incompetent. I'll see how long you can stay in this position as chief designer."
She knew no designer…even top designers cannot come up with a jewellery design in just three days but who told Leanor to be arrogant?
She walked arrogantly to the door. When she got to the door, she stopped suddenly but didn't face leanor as she believed she wasn't worth her time.
"Leanor, this is my territory. It won't be easy for you if you ever cross lawnsons path…don't push me for the sake of old friendship.”
At the small hole of the door to the conference room, a pair of sea blue calm eyes was watching the scene unfold.
He didn't hear what was being said or understood what was going on between the two adults indoors but he could see the anger in his mommy's eyes.
He clenched his fist tightly, an attitude he had learnt from his mommy to control his anger.
“How dare you hurt mummy?” He questioned no one in particular but the anger in his calm big eyes couldn't be denied.
Leanor gritted her teeth as Erica walked out of the office. She was pissed at Erica's threat but didn't let her anger take control of her.
She still needed to earn money, Liam will be attending school soon and she knew Erica was a very important client which means making her angry is playing with her job.
"Leanor, Lawnson and I are very happy together. I'm warning you, you're not allowed to appear in front of us…he hates you and he will feel nothing but disgust”
Erica smiled, she made sure to lay emphasis on the disgust so Leanor would know she wasn't joking.
"I don't have time for that, Mrs Thompson…I have too many important things to do" Leanor almost rolled her eyes.
Did Erica suddenly have amnesia and didn't remember how Lawnson treated her?
Why would Erica think she would want to meet with Lawnson?
They both deserve each other…two pieces of shit.
"Goodbye, Mrs. Thompson." Leanor walked past Erica and opened the door, Liam quickly left the door when he saw the door knob turned.
Leanor didn't walk to her office, but to the bathroom. Tears streamed down her eyes as she could not stop it from falling.
She was the victim, why was she still suffering? After crying, her eyes were swollen, she didn't want her son to see her crying so she splashed water on her face.
She did not know Liam was behind her and had seen her crying and also witnessed Erica bullying her.
"Mommy must be angry!" he thought quietly as his eyes welled up in tears.
The little boy hated to see his mother hurt.
Leanor walked over from the bathroom and she noticed her son standing in the corridor, his hands crossed over his chest as he waited for her.
She was shocked but quickly smiled at him. "Liam, why are you here? Didn't I ask you to go play with my assistant? I was talking to a very important client"
Liam looked at his mother with his big eyes and started crying all over again. “Mommy…” his voice broke.
"What's wrong?" Leanor asked as she was shocked to see her son crying for no reason.
He had always been a reasonable child…so she didn't expect him to cry for no reason.
Liam quickly shook his head, he was too young and couldn't protect his mother…if only he had a father.
“Mommy, if daddy were to be here, you won't have to work so hard…and you wouldn't have gotten bullied” he cried, making Leanor pull him closer.
“Mommy really likes this job” she explained but deep down she wondered why her son was suddenly thinking about his father.
“It's not tough…I enjoy doing this job”
But Liam didn't believe it. The woman that came earlier had bullied his mommy, that was why she cried.
He shook his head, “But it would be great if daddy was here. You need to bring daddy to protect you and I”
Winslow found herself torn between amused laughter and sheer helplessness. How could he be so cute? Gazing down at the tiny boy, she offered a gentle warning. "Liam, sweetie, please don't stir up trouble for your mother. A man of his stature is far beyond anyone we'd dare cross.""Miss Winslow," Liam pressed, keeping his eyes locked on the image displayed on the screen, "you see the resemblance too, don't you?" An inexplicable warmth—a strange, deep-seated familiarity washed over him as he stared at the face..He hadn't seen this man yet and he looked so familiar. Liam was young and couldn't explain how his heart felt towards the man perfectly to Winslow. He only hoped she'll understand. "I can't deny it," Winslow admitted, unable to mask her awe. "You two could pass for father and son! If I hadn't known you before, I'd have thought he was your father” Winslow answered honestly. “Your features match his almost perfectly, right down to the shape of your nose and lips. Whoever
Leanor stroked her son’s head and smiled sadly. "Well, didn't I tell you? Mommy didn't know who your daddy was back then, so we won't be looking for him, okay?"She chose not to lie to him. Young as he was, he deserved the truth about his father, so she offered it to him without pretense.Liam set his hands on his hips, his small frame brimming with resolve. "Mommy, I heard that pet fathers are very popular nowadays. Just wait and see…I'm going to find someone to back you up next time!"He wasn't joking. He had heard about pet fathers and he believed that was what his mother needed. Leanor couldn't help but smile, how could her young son be so smart? "No, Mommy doesn't need you to look for a pet father. I can protect myself, and I can protect you."Liam pursed his lips, clearly unwilling to abandon the scheme brewing in his mind."Mommy still has some work to finish," Leanor said, leading him toward her office. "I'll ask Miss Winslow to take you out for a bite, alright?"She turne
Erica's facial expression changed. Was Leanor pretending not to care? That must have definitely been it…leanor was pretending. She had chosen this jewelry design company because they had perfect designs that suits the themes of her anniversary but when she browsed the magazine, she was shocked to see that Eleanor was the chief designer.She immediately chose Leanor as her designer. She had been eager to show off her current glorious position to Leanor.She wanted to see Leanor break and get angry, that would have given her the satisfaction she wanted. However she was met with Leanor’s cold attitude…How could she accept that after she has carefully orchestrated everything? “Don't you want to talk to me about the past? You can ask questions and I'll give you a well detailed answers. How have you been Leanor" Erica asked but could not hide the mocking smile forming on her lips. "Mrs. Thompson, if you are just curious about my personal life, please go back now as I won't be entertaini
She had once cursed Thompson's company, hoping that they would become bankrupt, but her curse didn't work. Thompson company had developed so swiftly and established such a large office building.Thinking of Lawnson and Erica, as well as the fact that they were living a carefree life with her father's shares, the resentment she had suppressed for four years surged within her like a raging tide.If there ever came a day where she had the ability to do something, she would reclaim her father's shares.She secretly made this vow in her heart.The company's arranged apartment was nice. It was in a high-end residential area, and there was a private kindergarten in it, which was very suitable for residents who had children.The company gave her a week off to rest before returning to work.Leanor was ready to bring her son around this city and relax for a week.However, after two days, an important client came to her company. Her boss called her to attend to an exclusive customer. The custom
Four years later.At the Airport.A young girl held a welcome card beautiful designed, “Welcome chief designer Leanor" Her eyes searched through the crowd frantically for the person she was waiting for. She looked closely at women wearing designers because the chief designer will wear nothing except designer…so she had thought.At this time, someone who was wearing casual joggers was pushing a cart out. There were two large suitcases on the cart and a little boy dressed in a grey tracksuit was sitting on the cart.In the crowd, she stood out despite dressing so simple. She has beautiful features, a lethal facecard and her hair was packed in a messy bun.The young boy's look did not lack also, he looked so good despite being so young, about three or four years old. He swinged his legs happily on the cart. His hair was long, almost too long for his age. His big watery eyes were like a spell that could not be ignored. He looked like a child model directly out from the magazine.The gir
Lawnson took the divorce agreement as if he had obtained lifelong wealth… It was a lifelong wealth because he had secured his position as the president and highest shareholder in the company."The agreement states that you can't get anything except your clothes… but I bought all of your clothes for you, so you're not allowed to take anything and you're leaving tomorrow.” Lawnson’s face was full of spite.Leanor had to move out that night. She knew Serena, her mother-in-law, would be around to embarrass her if she waited till morning.She would move abroad and wouldn’t be seen again. She was tired of Lawnson and his family. She didn’t want to have anything to do with them anymore.Leanor was also tired of the people and things here, but she discovered that her documents and files were still at the Lawnson mansion. If she left without them…how would she get a job and survive?She had to take a cab back there. As she walked past the garden, memories flooded. Her eyes welled up in tears.







