MRS. VEGA’s mood seemed to have changed the moment Jade uttered her answer. Nevertheless, she still managed to usher the two visitors outside the company’s building with a smile.“Thank you so much for visiting, I hope you’ll visit us again soon,” Mrs. Vega said.“Thank you, Mrs. Vega. It was such a pity I can’t stay long. I still have meetings to attend.” Yumena offered her a smile, aware of how the other became suddenly off earlier. It’s not that it’s her business, so she just let things through.“It’s okay, it’s okay.” Mrs. Vega smiled widely, silently wishing it wasn’t obvious that it’s a fake one. If Yumena noticed, she chose not to speak about it.The two got on the car with Evan as the driver. Mrs. Vega smiled at them and waved as the car maneuvered away from their building. When the car was nowhere in sight, her smile went gone. Her face was deadpanned

“I’M SORRY.”Lincoln stopped from measuring a fabric on the mannequin. They were inside a room, a studio specifically. It was an average size rectangular room with white walls. The sun shone through the windowsill, adding to the brightness of the room that contained several mannequins, and tables; and on the tables, there were fabrics, a sewing machine, rulers, pencils, tape measures, and other designing materials. There were cloth racks on the side of the wall that hang several dresses, all with different colors and designs. On the wall, there’s a bullet board standing, and pinned on it were over dozens of sketches of dresses and gowns. Lincoln’s mom made them borrow it, to let them work on the dress the CEO of Fengs had picked. Mrs. Laine Vega had thought it was Shun who drew it, but in fact, it was her own son. The moment they stepped inside this studio, Shun was standing dumbly on the side while Lincoln is starting work, because, among the two of them, Lincoln was the one more fa

HE ISN’T sober, that’s a fact. But that wasn’t an excuse to just kiss someone!As if burnt, Shun pulled away as quickly as a heartbeat. “Shit, sorry—I’m really sorry, Lincoln—I wasn’t—shit.” Wasn’t what? Wasn’t going to kiss you? You just did idiot! He looked away from Lincoln because of embarrassment and frustration with himself. Will the floor just swallow him right now?“Sheen.” Lincoln’s voice was soft but he managed to hear it. However, he refused to look at him. No, he can’t. Not right now. What was he thinking kissing him while he was asleep? Or so Shun thought.“Sheen.”What if Lincoln thought of him as someone who would take advantage of anyone? Why did he even do that? What if Lincoln—A hand grasped his shoulder and turned him to face the man seated beside him. A pair of dark brown eyes met his brown ones. Lincoln’s serious gaze made him gulp. What now?Before he could say something, Lincoln pulled him.It was so sudden he didn’t even realize it until he felt Lincoln’s lips