I didn't know if Eric heard Levi's enthusiastic voice through the phone, but his expression visibly darkened. For some reason, I felt a little guilty.
"Don't worry, I'll definitely be at the airport on time tomorrow afternoon," I told Levi reassuringly.
After hanging up, I looked at Eric, whose expression seemed to be getting darker. There was a displeased frown on his face.
I cleared my throat lightly and said, "I'll be going in first, then. My junior will be back tomorrow, so I probably won't have time to meet with you for the next two days. But don't worry, if the launch of my brand goes smoothly, we'll be reaping hefty profits in the future."
With that said, I was about to get out of the car when Eric suddenly grabbed me by the wrist and pulled me back. As I looked up, I happened to meet his intense gaze, and my heartbeat quickened.
"Is there something else?" I asked nervously.
Eric stared silently at me, that dissatisfied frown still on his face.
"Are you going to abandon me for your junior?” he asked at last.
Abandon him?
Where was this coming from?
I stared blankly at Eric, distinctly aware of the burning warmth of his fingertips. I instinctively tried to retract my hand, only for him to hold on even more tightly.
“That’‘s quite perplexing to hear, Mr. Flint We’re friends, so what’s with this talk of abandonment?” I asked in confusion.
Without waiting for his reply, I continued, “If there’s anything you need help with, I’ll definitely offer my aid!”
Of course, such an opportunity might not present itself in my entire lifetime.
I sighed inwardly, but Eric did not respond and continued to stare unmovingly at me
Again, I said tentatively, “If there’s nothing else, I’ll be getting out of the car first. There are still many things I have to prepare for tomorrow, so I have to rest early.”
Something seemed to flicker in his eyes. He finally retracted his hand, nodding calmly at me. I took this as my cue to get out of the car
Levichuckled before finally letting go of me. “I was just too excited to see you, Jane. Oh, that’s right! I’m hungry, so how about we have
I nodded and instructed the driver to send his luggage to my house. I then led Levi to a restaurant where I had made reservations in
During our tural, Levi asked why I had suddenly returned to the fashion industry, so I briefly explained the situation to him.
After bearing my story, Levi angrily slammed a hand on the table.
“Jeremiah went too far!” he yelled indignantly. “You wouldn’t have left the studio all those years ago if not for him, yet he dares to treat you this way! If I
ever see him later on, I’m definitely going to give him a beating and show him who’s boss!”
His words brought a laugh out of me.
“Why would you beat him up?” I asked in amusement. “Wrongdoers will always get their just desserts, so even if we don’t do anything, he’s not going to be able to swagger around for long.”
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