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"Take this down to H.R and have it processes immediately." She said, handing him a familiar file.

The stern tone in her voice had Kennedy curious about the files content, so after dropping off a cup of coffee for her, he peaked into it, surprised to see that she had already signed the termination contract for Bryce Empire that he had given her the last time. "Finally decided on signing the contract, huh?" He muttered to himself and went on to HR to have the process completed.

Leonica heard his words, but before she had the chance to respond, her intercom began ringing With a sigh, she picked it up, placing it close to her ear. "Romero speaking." She greeted blandly. Gang Ralpationa

"Ms. Romero, you have a visitor here waiting to see you." The receptionist informed.

Visitor? Leonica thought, groaning at the thought of Gabriel dragging his ass to her workplace and finding herself surprisingly content at the thought of either Arvan or Owen, Owen more than Arvan, showing up.

But before she jumped into conclusion, she decided to ask. "Who is it?"

The line was silent for a few seconds before the receptionist spoke again. "She says her name is Irene Rosewood, Ma'am."

Irene Rosewood, Leonica narrowed her eyes at the name. What was she doing here?

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"Ms. Romero, shall I tell her to come back another time?" The receptionist asked.

Yeah, and postpone her trouble onto another day where she also wouldn't be in the best mood? Not a chance.

"No, I'll see her now. Have her escorted to the visitor's lounge." Leonica instructed.

"Understood." The receptionist said and the phone call ended.

Standing up from her seat, Leonica adjusted her dress, straightened her posture and left her office.

As she walked into the lounge, the female was quick to notice her.

"MER B

Irene called out, the smile on her lips far from polite, not that Leonica cared. "Your empire is quite beautiful."

Small talk, Leonica rolled her eyes at the obvious attempt, sinking into the chair opposite Irene and shooting her a pointed and very much unimpressed look as she dismissed every effort of small talks and went straight to the point.

"Why are you here?" Her voice held a tone of indifference, arrogance, one would have mistaken it for had they not known her well enough.

Irene scowled on the inside, clearly having mistaken the two, and her impression of Leonica a few days ago wasn't making matters any better

Just you wait, the thought played out in the back of her mind, threatening a smile to break to the surface of her face.

It did, but she quickly masked it as a smile of intrigue. "Direct and simple, 1 like it." She chuckled and crossed her legs, placing her palms on top of her knee. "Well, I have a proposal for you."

of proposal she had. What could a woman like Ireng give

She asked, trying her best to sound as intrigue as she would truly have been had she ran into the stylish fake in the

usb business partners.

When she got none, regrettably, she went back to explaining. "And It's yet to get cloth and make up for their soon to be artists. So how about 1." She pointed at herself. "My company I mean, supply your company with dresses and Make up

everything In Leonica to not

get her to take her paws off

her with a smile she could never imagine

She said in an overly

very much wanting to keep the fo... someone who

She had no intention of

help of a fashion line like yours," She explained very much aware of Iran's small time fashion line. After their first meeting at Arvan's house, Leonica had done her research, wanting to know who the woman was that she constantly kept asking "do you know who I am? After much discovery, she found out that the

yet here she was, trying to kill two birds, getting her away from Arvan and improving her fashion

most of all, who put that Ludacris idea into her head that her fashion line was worthy enough to be backed

made Leonica snicker, and Irene's expression fell into a frown, one that had Leonica smiling

parroted, a scowl appearing on

a poor, weak and unreliable company like yours, and thirdly, Arvan doesn't belong to you or anyone for that matter, so whatever your belief is, for wanting me away from him, you can leave it behind, I have no Intention of staying away from Arvan. He's my

face growing deeper as she remembered what Arvan had told her the other day after he returned from escorting

Leonica and it was none of her business and neither could she do anything about

fact that he had left her alone, to escort that tramp seating in front of

"You don

the entire façade of a friendly business approach. "What happened to sympathizing with me as a fellow wife?" She tilted her

see

out. "Wait." Loolding over her shoulder, Leonica watched her stand up and adjust her dress, actions very similar to hers. "For the sake of we both being women, I advice that you take my offer. Honestly I don't care if

wife."

gave a half hearted shrug, "Things happened. We needed space, not anymore. But, now you're in the picture, ruining our only chance of getting back together. So, I'll ask this one more time, will

asking. Him, sure, but you, I don't think so." Leonica said and watched

past, she purposely bumped shoulders with Leonica, stopping when the latter chuckles at her audacity. "Oh, and Ms. Romero, I see you've been trending on

you're going to

she walked away, leaving a very confused Leonica standing there, trying to figure out what the hell

sentences. It reminded her

was still going to

Leonica couldn't help but ponder as she weaved through the work on her desk. By the

came in empty handed. "Where are they?" Leonica questioned the absence of her usual treats. She was about to speak again when she noticed the tablet in Kennedy's hand and took notice of the expression resting on his face. She looked

but she was also

so hours since Irene had left, she had found a way to post a voice recording of the conversation they had just had, editing parts where she sounded like the bad person and inputting pre recorded voices that made Leonica sound like the Villainess. Now, a majority of people had their doubts, not believing the whole thing was real, but others believed it and had no throwing shade

Cunt," She muttered, her brows creasing and her

her, Kennedy asked. "What

o issue with