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..."

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

stunned by Noel's looks and figure,

had backing-whoever it

Urian decided he should only content himself with sealing some business deals with Noel. At that point, his factory

a good day today, and Urian was

speak, Chet strode up, stopping her with a smile. "Ms. York, I heard that you left Dylan Hood before but did

who you're working for

surprise-why did Chet

aback too but smiled politely. "I'm starting my own

but that won't

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a man behind every successful woman. How could lady as young,

Swno

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