Ren Designs.
Alix was seated on her chair, pinching her brows. After a long eting with the shareholders, she was sohow able to pacify the angry cawing crows. But the main challenge was how quickly stores were cancelling their contracts with the company to purchase Ren Designs clothes and display them on their shelves. It was beginning to seriously hurt their money flow on top of the already mounting debt.
If things continued to be as they were, she knew she would soon find herself at the brink of bankruptcy because it wasn't just the Chinese dia, but the French dia was covering this incident too, which was giving the worst possible impression in the global dia.
"Just when I thought we would expand globally…" she cursed under her breath.
"What should we do sis?"
By this point, Mui's condition had beco like a withered flower. All the earlier excitent from their growing market had now dwindled to zero.
Alix sneered. "I need dirt on that Alicia Faucher."
"Dirt?"
"If she is refusing to et us then the only way left is to make her et us. The easiest way is a threat. If I know sothing that her agency doesn't want the world to know then she would co flying to my side even in the middle of the night. Everybody has secrets. The problem is connections. How the hell am I supposed to dig up dirt on a Paris based model?"
Her phone buzzed with a ssage at the sa ti and she took a look.
'et at…'
Alix blinked twice. She blinked again to check if it was really Jin's ssage that she was reading.
Hooo. So she confessed, Alix sneered, thinking about Wang Xia.
Now only if I could threaten that model like this…
But wait, why does he want to et ?
'Congratulations on your freedom. No need to thank . Nice to be on our separate ways again,' she typed back.
But Jin's reply irked her.
'I will keep waiting until you co. But mind you, you might not have much ti.'
Ti? She frowned.
Right on the spot, an incoming call flashed on her phone with a number she didn't recognize.
"Hello?"
"Ren Alix, right? This is Soo Yijun on this side."
Huh…why are my senses tingling with a bad foreboding? Why is Shui's cop cousin calling ?
"Yes."
She heard a sigh release from the other side as he said, "Well, I will get straight to the point. Can you co to the bureau for so questioning?"
"Questioning?"
"Wang Xia has lodged a formal complaint against you on accounts of an attempt to murder and coercion."
That bitch.
But she kept her smile intact. "It has nothing to do with ."
"You still have to co down for questioning. Only then your involvent can be clarified."
"And if it doesn't?"
"...Things won't look good for you."
"How co her complaint is valid when she confessed to trapping Jin?"
"Of course she was imdiately taken into custody but the thing is, she never confessed to anything."
"Huh? So then how did Jin get released?"
"He held important evidence against her which he finally submitted to us."
That fucking piece of shit!!! She cursed.
So it ans that all my efforts were for nothing!?
Mui could practically see Alix enveloped in a strange bubble of fire and ire that looked like she would burn down the entire world.
Yijun said, "Ideally, the cops would have directly barged into your house to take you in for questioning for this accusation but," he coughed, "I know there must be so misunderstanding so I sohow managed to avoid that situation from taking shape. You and sis are friends so the least I could do was ask you to co here yourself rather than making you go through that humiliation."
Alix closed her eyes for a mont and opened them again.
"Thanks so much. I will be there in so ti."
"Sure."
Alix hung up and grabbed her purse.
"Where are you going?" Mui asked, swallowing a gulp.
A chilly smile laced on her lips. "To et a piece of shit."
—
"You are a piece of shit."
Alix's fury knew no bounds as she sat opposite Jin in one of a high-end restaurant's private room.
Jin calmly absorbed her anger and curses. If she had held a knife at this mont, he was sure she would have stabbed him multiple tis without hesitation and rcy.
Alix angrily sneered. "I must have entertained you so much, right? Looking like a fool to get involved in your situation when you already held the victory card. I will so gonna make you miserable for this."
He faintly smiled. "You can take all the revenge you want from ."
That serene smile on his lips was only fueling the fire towards an imminent explosion.
"Why did you call out here?"
"Because it seems life has so strange ways of coming back full circles."
Her brows furrowed. "What?"
"I know about your situation."
She snorted. "And? Are you here to laugh?"
"I will never laugh at you."
Her brow twitched, irked.
"I want to help you."
"How about you save your own dwindling reputation first? Sure, you exposed Wang Xia but your long silence until now is speaking louder than anything else in social dia."
"I don't care about that."
"You have no business caring about either."
"I do. I love you."
Alix jolted slightly and cursed him.
"Since I know my way with sewing clothes, I should seriously consider sewing your lips shut too."
Jin simply held his smile. He then took out a black file and placed it at the center of the table.
"What's this?"
"I said life has strange ways of coming back to circles, doesn't it? This is just that."
Alix grabbed the file and opened it. The first thing she saw was a blank cheque. The next thing she saw were so papers below that cheque that looked like a contract.
"It started with you asking twenty million to save your sinking company."
Alix looked up and found his black irises peering at her with an unspeakable intensity.
"You are in the sa situation again. But I will offer it to you this ti. The money to solve your debt crisis, the evidence to prove Ren Designs' innocence and Wang Xia's coercion case against you to be written off."
Alix slowly lifted the cheque and read the first paragraph printed on the first page below it.
"In exchange that you will marry ."
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