Love's Change of Heart

Chapter 384

Leanna hadn't considered such a thing, but now that Zoe had brought this up, she recalled that their initial purpose when they set up the studio, was to create their own brand. They only decided to accept custom orders in the beginning as a way to promote their items.

They would have misplaced their priorities if they continued accepting custom orders and missed an opportunity like this.

"You're right," Leanna said. "I'll think this over carefully at home."

Zoe patted her shoulder in reassurance. "I'm glad you can think this way. I'm going home now. See you tomorrow."

Leanna nodded and worriedly watched as Zoe staggered out of the car and asked, "Should I accompany you upstairs?"

"It's okay. I'm already in the lobby and will reach my apartment after taking the elevator." Then, she closed the car door and cheerfully waved at her. "Go home quickly and give me a call when you're home."

"Okay."

When Zoe disappeared from her sight, Leanna looked away and drove off.

Meanwhile, Zoe reached the elevator, pushed a button, and waited for it to arrive. While she stared at the changing numbers signifying the elevator's current floor, her vision gradually became blurry.

A few seconds later, she couldn't help but burp, and right then, she suddenly heard the sound of hurried footsteps behind her.

She instinctively turned to look over her shoulder, but before she could get a good look at the person, she was suddenly pulled into a warm embrace.

Suffice to say, she was caught off guard and struggled to break free. Just as she was about to start screaming, she heard a familiar husky voice asking, "Are you still mad at me?"

"Huh?" she blurted. Am I so drunk that I'm hallucinating?

Weirded out but drunk enough that her rationality was taking a temporary backseat, she reached out tentatively and pinched the man's waist. Her actions earned her a pained grunt.

isn't my

shoved him away and berated, "What's wrong

at her earnestly. "I'm sorry. It's my fault, and

doors slid open at this time. As she didn't want to deal with him any second longer, she marched into the elevator with a disgruntled face. To her dismay, he followed her like a duckling chasing after

Unfortunately, she wasn't that drunk that she was

the strap of her handbag or the hem of her clothes as though

frustrated, but she couldn't give voice to it. Hence, she could only express her anger by clutching her bag to her chest and tugging her shirt away from his grasp before sticking herself

after she was satisfied that Daniel couldn't pester her any longer, she accidentally met the eyes of the stranger. When

met his eyes for a brief second, she felt even more disgusted by the emotions she caught sight of in his

moment the elevator reached her floor, she quickly stepped out. But, just as she thought he would, Daniel followed after her, and so did that

them seem like trouble. Will anything

here especially

goosebumps formed all over her body. Yet before she could voice her protest, their eyes met,

man standing not far off, and she quickly unlocked

moving his hands and stared at the closed door,

picked up the baseball bat next to the doorway she had previously bought for self-defense and pointed it at Daniel. "Stay

both hands in surrender and showed that he had no

And

place a finger to his lips, and he gestured for her to remain

door and directly tossed a

he wasn't expecting her to do something like this, so he clicked his tongue and dodged swiftly. The slipper struck the door, startling the

living room, baseball bat in hand, stopped by the

for earlier. That man has been following me, and I have no other way

he's following. What has that got to do with me? Why did you

probably trying to find out why