Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0115

SYDNEY'S POV

I stared at the man who supplied us with cotton, my mouth agape. His mouth was pulled tight and he had refused to meet my gaze as he remained adamant

"Why?!" I reiterated. I have asked this question a thousand times but all the man just kept telling me is that he just did not want to do business with Luxe vogue again.

Now, a mere supplier telling us that he wasn't interested in supplying raw material to us would not have been an issue. I mean we could easily search for another supplier with the same quality. Yes, the process of getting a legit supplier with the same high quality will be cumbersome but we will get one.

Now the issue here was that, for weeks now, all of Luxe vogue suppliers have been pulling out. Some, like this one seated before me, were polite enough to come to meet us in person and withdraw their services while some did not even bother, they just sent a mail - Good day, I will not be rendering my services to your company again. Thank you.

And that was it! No reason. Every attempt to reach them has been futile. Now that this one managed to be here, I have been trying to get him to tell me why he suddenly didn't want to work with us again but he wouldn't speak.

"Look," I licked my lips, attempting to get him to talk. "Our relationship has grown far more from just business partners. You are a friend of Luxe Vogue. We can't just lose you like this."

His eyes softened and I knew I had been able to reach his heart a bit. He sighed and faced me, "I get you. I personally enjoy doing business with your guys but..." he looked around and leaned closer. "The existence of my business. is on the line as we speak..."

I frowned, "What do you mean? We pay on time, we ne-"

"It's not you," he shut me up. Then his voice lowered so that I had to lean in forward to hear him. “I don't know but there's someone pressuring all of the people working with you to pull out.”

Chapter 2115

What the-!

a fellow supplier during a meeting. We got talking and somehow, we talked about Luxe vogue. We've a' heen receiving strange texts, warnings, threats...anyone pulling out of your company. is being threatened. Our lives, our

I couldn't understand why anyone would be against us. We have stuck to business and government rules, we have ensured we

out of my thoughts. He looked at me with pity. "I wish it would not get to this but there is nothing

with a tight smile. Then he turned

it was our rivals? But Luxe vogue had not had any rival in years. We have owned the fashion spotlight for years and no one dared to compete with us. Perhaps someone has grown the balls to stand up to

I got into the elevator, our social media manager ran

stepped out. The lady worked mainly remotely so her presence was enough

we heard these days anyway.

comments on the menswear series page," she said and my

already knew

They're even worse than

you taken

had to be taken down because it attracted a lot of negative comments.

ma'am. The page is dormant as it is

done enough damage?" I ran my hands through my hair. "You know what? Just

should? We've

if

and pursed her lips. "Okay," she said in

and the money spent into it had all gone down the drain. So as of now, the long-planned menswear series had been postponed due to the

elevator and it stopped on the floor

a smile despite all the disastrous news she had

answer her greeting. She followed me

swallowed as I recognized what they were. I hadn't even approved the