Although Frank tried to get the men's attention, they were still transfixed on Noel and ignored Frank's voice.

Having no choice, Frank barked so loud that the golden lion on the desk shook. "Gentlemen!"

"Huh? What?!"

The two men finally came to their senses, and Frank looked between them. "This is Longham Garments, correct? Who's the owner?"

Urian promptly raised a hand and smiled. "That's me I'm the owner. Just call me Mr. Reno."

Frank then turned toward Chet. "And you are...?"

Chet cleared his throat. "Oh, right. I'm... ahem. I'm Chet Jonas... A fashion designer, I guess."

His words left Urian cursing inwardly at him again-designer? More like a lapdog of the Lionhearts, conning everyone everywhere with their influence. "Ahem..."

at Noel. "Welcome, Ms. York! It's an honor of a lifetime that you

Urian was stunned by Noel's looks and figure, he

a well-billed star celebrity most certainly had backing-whoever it was, it was someone he could not afford

content himself with sealing some business deals with Noel. At that point, his factory would get

was certainly a good day today, and Urian was feeling buoyed with

with a smile. "Ms. York, I heard that you left Dylan Hood before but did not join the Soranos

who you're working for

in surprise-why did Chet know such

taken aback too but smiled politely. "I'm starting my own entertainment agency without relying on

that won't

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a very broad grin in aver response. "As the saying goes, there's a man behind every successful woman. How could lady as young, beautiful, and famous as you go without a

Swno

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