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“Are you okay?” Alexandra’s bright face was quickly replaced by a scowl as the man looked at her. “I’m sorry.” He seemed to recover quickly as he passed her a white handkerchief from his pocket. “I really had no idea you were coming this way,” he said, holding up his phone. “I was too engrossed in this.” “Then I hope you stop pressing your phone while you’re walking anymore,” she retorted. “Are you annoyed?” he asked calmly, and she sighed. “You apologized already, so it’s fine,” she replied in the same manner, and he flashed her a smile. “Anger shouldn’t be on that pretty face of yours. I’m so captivated,” he said, and Alexandra bit her lips. “Thanks for the compliment,” she said. “My name is Ryder… Ryder Welland.” He stretched out his hand for a handshake, and Alexa hesitated for a bit before stretching out her hand to accept it. “I’m Alexa,” she replied, and he nodded slowly, not letting go of her hand until she dragged it away from his hold. “Alexa,” he repeated, unfazed

“Mom!” Alexa shot her mom an angry look, but Louisa ignored her, going to sit opposite Liam. “I’m not having dinner,” Alexandra said as she started going back upstairs. “So you are not interested in my food? Is that what you are trying to say, Alexa? I’m not that important to you anymore.” “Emotional blackmail is not going to work this time. Either Liam leaves or I leave,” she said and went upstairs, leaving Liam and her mom downstairs. “She hates you a lot,” Louisa said as she dished out the food. Then she stared at Liam. “I don’t like you either. You weren’t supposed to cheat on my daughter, knowing how much effort she put into your marriage. You had the effrontery to go back to your ex-girlfriend who broke your heart, and you gave her the heart my daughter fixed. It’s hard for you to win Alexa back. Even I don’t want that, but I would not deny you or the kids the opportunity of being together. I just hope you don’t leave them like you did before.” “I had no idea—” “If you were

“Do you know him?” Ryder noticed her lingering look, and Alexa sighed, turning back to him. “He’s the CEO of Glamour Holdings. Just wondering if that was his wife.” She said instead, and Ryder laughed. “Everyone knows them as the lovebirds. They are all over the news. A large collaboration between Glamour Holdings and SH Apparels.” Ryder said, and she nodded uninterestedly. Their food arrived, and the waiter placed hers in front of her. “Enjoy, miss.” He said, and she gave him a small smile. “I actually want to know you, Alexa.” Ryder said, and she stared up at him. “There’s not much about me.” She said. “Then tell me the little,” he insisted. “If you stick close enough, you’ll find out yourself.” “I feel like you are a woman with a lot of unsolved mysteries surrounding her. Why didn’t you show your face at the gala?” “You attended my gala?” She asked, wide-eyed, and he nodded. “I was planning to discuss some business opportunities with you, only if I knew that you were so ca

“Wow, you look… muah.” Cassidy made kissing sounds as she stared at Alexandra, who looked so beautiful in her dress. The dark green dress held her curves and illuminated her beauty in such a sparkly manner. “It’s such a pity Stella would steal this dress.” Cassidy shook her head as she walked down the stairs beside Alexa. It was the day of the meeting with all the fashion houses and CEOs. Of course, Stella was the owner of one of the biggest hairstyling houses in the world, so she was going to be present. She wore a light blue dress that hugged her shape, and she equally looked as beautiful as Alexa. Her sleeves came down straight, falling just above her waist, and a bow was placed on them. “Don’t worry. She would regret it. That’s why we have to go really early.” Alexa said, and Cassidy nodded as they got into the car, and Cassidy drove off. From their calculations, they’d get there at least ten minutes before the meeting started. It was early enough, but Alexa had wanted to be the

“The Fashion Week is fast approaching, Doreen. We really need to get all hands on deck. How many of the designs we chose have been worked on?” Alexandra asked as she dropped her bag and sat on her office chair, checking through the designs. “Two have been made.” “Only two? This is just a few weeks to the Fashion Show. How the hell are we going to meet up?” Alexandra hissed angrily as she switched off the tablet, dropping it on her table. “The problem is our materials. We got some materials from Dubai, but they have not been sent yet. When I called the factory some days ago, they assured us that the materials had been sent out, but they haven’t arrived yet. I don’t know what the problem is.” “Doreen.” Alexandra looked at her. “Why are you just telling me this now?” She raised her brow, and Doreen pursed her lips. “I thought I’d be able to resolve this easily…” “Every matter like this is supposed to come to my desk.” Alexandra said, and she nodded. “I’m sorry, ma’am.” “I’d like a