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..."

an honor of a lifetime that you would visit my

was stunned by Noel's looks and figure, he

had backing-whoever it was, it was someone he could

should only content himself with sealing some

certainly a good day today, and Urian was feeling

before Noel could speak, Chet strode up, stopping her with a smile. "Ms. York, I heard that you left

you're working

in surprise-why

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

that won't do, Ms.

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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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