"Don't go to see anyone from the Johnson again, especially that asshole," Xenon said sternly. "I needed to find proof..." "I got it six hours ago," Xenon said. "Huh?" Miya exclaimed in disbelief. "How?" "Easy. I hired a gorgeous woman to seduce him. She got him drunk and found the deleted photos in his phone." "Impressive." Miya heaved a sigh. "It took me the whole day. I've even spent seven thousand dollars to please his grandmother to get her to trust me." "Aren't you stupid?" Xenon mocked. "I am." Miya muttered, then timidly, she added, "Is it possible that I can have the money reimbursed?" "Impossible." "But I did it only because I wanted to help you." "To help me? Whose fault is it that you had your design stolen, huh?" Miya was speechless. She was now worried about the payment of her mum's treatment next month's treatment. The money Xenon gave her wasn't even enough to cover the cost of the necklace she paid for Rebecca.Then, Xenon said with a cheeky smile, "Well, yo
Miya blushed and said, "It won't happen again." Xenon put the paper down, and they ate quietly. There was something on Miya's mind, and she finally plucked up the courage to ask. "Xenon, I've been wondering if you can help me delete those photos and videos. I'm worried that if my mum sees..." "You've done your shit, and now you want me to clean your a.s.s for you?" Xenon said rudely. "I..." Xenon threw an icy look at Miya, and she went quiet. She took a look at the beautifully prepared food on the table but got no appetite for it anymore. Xenon didn't speak again till he finished eating, taking his time. "I've moved your mum to a new place, a garden, quiet and safe. She can recover there while looking after plants. She will get paid. The few gardeners that work there will take care of her. I've also sent two bodyguards to keep her safe. There's no internet or TV, but there's a big study with books and a piano as well as an art studio."Miya listened and gazed at Xenon. She could
Xenon gave it a thought and let go of her chin. "Alright. It's up to you. You can decide what to wear and what car you want to drive, but on formal occasions, you have to wear what I bought you. I will give you another card for shopping. With the old card, you can save money for your studio." Miya looked at Xenon gratefully and said sincerely, "Thanks so much, Xenon." During the lunch break, Miya went to Xenon's office as requested to give him a massage as usual, but Xenon simply said, "Let's go." "Huh? Where to?" Miya looked at him, confused. "Didn't you say you want to choose your own clothing? I will go with you once just to make sure you aren't buying anything too ridiculous." "Ah. I see." Miya was very surprised. It was very unusual that Xenon would have time to go shopping with Miya when he was always so busy with work. She felt somehow touched as well as shocked. *** X Center was the biggest shopping center in town, a grand building of eighteen floors. From the first to
On hearing this, Miya couldn't help feeling unjust. She and Luke had known each other since childhood, but ever since Miya's father died, he never bought her any presents anymore except something cheap on her birthdays. Yet, he's been so generous with those girls he's slept with! Subconsciously, Miya clenched her fists, and she resented them. However, Xenon appeared as if he had not seen them at all. He walked past them, holding Miya's hand, without taking a look at them. Miya followed quietly.Seeing the bodyguards carrying all those expensive bags of luxury behind Miya, Tiffany couldn't help feeling jealous. "Miya." "Alright, Tiffany." Miya turned around and looked at her with a sneer. "Every time I see you, I can't help recalling our encounter in your café."Tiffany glared at Miya, but seeing Xenon holding Miya's hand, she retorted with a mocking smile, "Ha. I wonder how long you can last. I thought Mr. Xenon Uba got tired of you."Miya smiled proudly and said, "Well, I'm a luck
At noon, Miya had knocked at his office door twice, asking if he would like tea or a massage, but Xenon refused. He's so moody. I just can't understand. She thought. I might as well make good use of the time and focus on my design then.Miya majored in interior design at university and self-learned jewelry design for some time. Now that she had the chance to realize her dream through the help of The Uba Corporation, she knew she had to learn more about jewelry design.She made herself a cup of coffee, put her headphones on, and listened to Kate Bush while going through The Collection of Top Jewel Design. *** With extra effort, Miya prepared dinner, hoping to cheer Xenon up. However, Xenon sat by the table with a sulking face and wouldn't even take a look at Miya despite the beautifully presented food. Miya spoke to him with a smile, but he made no reply. Frustrated, Miya cursed silently, he's so moody and childish! I have spent extra time preparing dinner for him, and he won't eve
It was a young girl, probably eighteen years old, in a white dress, with long straight hair. She was smiling sweetly. She's like a fairy. Beautiful and innocent. Miya thought. She was shocked at how alike they looked as well as the unexpected feeling of jealousy she had. She must be Sol.To divert her thought and feeling, she clicked open the browser, thinking of having a look at the news. To her dismay, pictures and videos of her were all over the front page.They accused her as a shameless s.l.u.t; that her mother had a heart attack at finding out what she did, that she had no friends for her notorious reputation, that only those rich old men would use her for p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e.Shit! Shit! Miya cursed angrily. Why the hell did he do that?! Asshole! And I'm trying to forgive him! Obviously, Luke was determined to bring her down. Angered and frustrated, Miya rushed to the bathroom, thinking of asking Xenon for help, only to see the door ajar and Xenon n.a.k.e.d in the shower. The tw
On hearing so and recalling the ridiculous accusation in the news, Miya said with determination, "I'd love to take the challenge." "Great." Sally smiled. "But I'm not sure I can give you a design you like." "I'm willing to take the risk." Then Xenon added, "I will take the responsibility." Miya looked at him with gratitude. "Thank you." She said sincerely to both Sally and Xenon. *** Feeling supported, Miya had much more confidence. She observed Sally's attire and manner while dining and asked a few questions about her and her husband casually to get to know what they liked. Before they parted, Sally handed Miya a file with some doc.u.ments related to the design of the pendant for reference.Xenon and Miya went back to the office, and just as Miya sat back down by her desk, Levi came over. He spoke quietly but seriously, "Mrs. Miya Uba, Streep Crystal is one of the four biggest companies in the jewelry industry. Mrs. Sally Streep is no doubt a very important client. Even Rare
Miya and Levi looked at each other, both wondering why Xenon was annoyed and followed him. Xenon was walking fast, and Miya had to hurry to keep up. She stumbled as she rushed into the lift, and reluctantly, Xenon held her arm to help her balance. "Such an ungrateful thing." He said. Huh? Miya was utterly confused. Have I said anything improper? I don't think so. What's he angry about?Five days later, Xenon said to Miya after work, "We are meeting Mrs. Streep for dinner." He still looked annoyed. In fact, he had hardly talked to Miya in the past days.They met at the same French café. Sally greeted them with a warm smile. After the waiter took their order, Miya took out a few drawings of the design from her bag and handed them to Sally. She watched and waited nervously as Sally went through the drawings and talked to Xenon in French. Though Miya had self-studied a bit of French when she was still in University, she had forgotten most of it. She tried to concentrate on guessing what