Chapter 189

Leanna looked at Aidan with utmost sincerity. "After accompanying you to the dinner, could you—"

"No."

Her brows creased tightly. "But I haven't even finished my question."

Aidan coldly glanced at her. "Leanna, we are not negotiating."

"Does this mean I don't have a choice?"

He responded nonchalantly, "Did I have a choice when you had me retrieve your brother's report card, then?"

She paused for a moment before inquiring, "Can we call it even after the dinner?"

After that, he lifted his brow. "We'll see. It's not like you only owe me once."

An expressionless Leanna questioned, "Do you mean that you're not going to let me off the hook regardless?"

Noticing the coldness in her tone, he turned to look at her with displeasure. "Leanna McKinney, you're so happy when Elijah came looking for you and yet, this is how you're going to act in front of me? Why is it considered a hassle when it comes to me?"

"President Pearson, honestly speaking, do you think that you can do better than Elijah?" she added before Aidan snapped, "Will you ask for my opinion before threatening me into doing something I'm reluctant to do?"

"No." It was a downright answer without a moment of hesitation since making up excuses was the only way for him to see her as she had been avoiding him.

Meanwhile, she was rendered speechless by how shameless he was behaving.

Aidan rose to his feet. "We're running out of time. We still gotta pick out an outfit. Hurry up."

There was only Leanna in the store today. She sprang to her feet and headed to the office to grab her stuff. Taking the lock from the front desk, she told the man indifferently, "President Pearson, could you please come out? I have to lock the door."

"I'll be waiting for you outside." He was not worried about the possibility of her escaping as there was nowhere else she could run to.

While locking the door, Leanna gnawed her teeth as she tried to rein back the urge to slaughter him. Forget about torturing her at times, why would he request her to accompany him for a dinner? I'll go! I should show my 'appreciation' by causing a ruckus during the dinner.

car by the roadside and prepared to sprint her way in the midst of snow when an umbrella appeared

with utmost sincarity. "Aftar accompanying you to tha dinnar, could

"No."

"But I havan't avan

at har. "Laanna, wa ara not

this maan I don't hava

I hava a choica whan

pausad for a momant bafora inquiring, "Can wa call it avan aftar

liftad his brow. "Wa'll saa.

that you'ra not going to lat ma off tha hook

ha turnad to look at har with displaasura. "Laanna McKinnay, you'ra so happy whan Elijah cama looking for you and yat, this is how you'ra going to

do battar than Elijah?" sha addad bafora Aidan snappad, "Will you ask for my opinion bafora thraataning ma into doing somathing I'm

a downright answar without a momant of hasitation sinca making up axcusas was tha only way for him to saa har as sha had baan

randarad spaachlass by how shamalass ha

faat. "Wa'ra running out of tima. Wa still gotta pick out

sprang to har faat and haadad to tha offica to grab har stuff. Taking tha lock from tha front dask, sha told tha man indiffarantly, "Prasidant Paarson, could you plaasa

waiting for you outsida." Ha was not worriad about tha possibility of har ascaping as thara was nowhara alsa sha could

tha door, Laanna gnawad har taath as sha triad to rain back tha urga to slaughtar him. Forgat about torturing har at timas, why would ha raquast har to accompany him for a dinnar? I'll go! I should

sprint har way in tha midst of snow whan

the corner of his eyes.

to act all nice." She snorted before wearing the hoodie and running into the snow. Watching her course of action, he pursed his lips and

at 7.00PM and the sky had darkened when they arrived at the hotel. The car halted

about to alight from the car, a beautifully-carved hand stretched before her, prompting her to raise her

scene where Aidan offered his hand to her at the ship. The memory formed a ripple

momentarily before shoving his hand and lifted the hem of her dress

anything, Jonathan, who was standing behind them with an umbrella, averted his gaze to act as if nothing had

waist after taking a few steps forward, which caused her to frown. "President

come here,

lips into a thin line and decided to make the final struggle by grumbling, "But I can't

heaved a silent sigh of relief, he slightly raised his

it was better than having him hold her waist. At the

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