Chapter 48 I Don’t Want to Hear Your Excuses

After the runway show, Lesly’s work slowly began to progress. Although there was still a lot of gossip about her in the company, at least everything seemed peaceful. Every day after work, Lesly would cook some food for Arnav whenever she had the time. Soon, Friday came. On that day, the president’s wife, Isla, suddenly brought a tall foreign woman to the company. The two went straight to Lesly’s office. "Lesly, come here, let me introduce you two." Isla pulled Lesly’s hand and pointed to the foreign woman and said, "This is Sarah. She’s the spokesperson for the ZR branch in the city. Their company just entered the country and needs a series of autumn fashion dress to fulfill their customers demand." Isla looked at Lesly expectantly, "The Burning Starry Sky series is impressive. Sarah wants something like that, unique and beautiful." Saona turned to look at Lesly with a haughty expression. "You designed that series?" "In fact, it was not me," Lesly said gracefully, "Those clothes were designed by Vivian, but there was a little accident on the runway show. The dress was burned, so I modified it so that they can go on stage according to the plan." Isla pinched Lesly and hinted at her with her eyes, saying, "Vivian took the initiative to tell me that the Starry Sky series was actually designed by you. Now, that series of clothes has your name on it. So, it is your work." "No... " "Stop!" Isla lowered her voice and interrupted Lesly. Her expression became stern. "Why are you being humble at such a time? The ZR Group is cooperating with us because they think highly of us. This is a rare opportunity. How can you damage the interests of the company?" Since Isla had talked about the company’s interests, Lesly could only temporarily give up explaining. She shook hands with Sarah, then Lesly went straight to the point and asked Sarah about the detailed requirements of the dress. They talked until evening, so Isla arranged a meal together. It was nine o’clock at night when the dinner was over. Lesly drank a little wine and couldn’t drive, so Sarah offered to send Lesly back as she had a driver. Sarah held Lesly’s arm and dragged her towards her car. The driver started the engine and drove away. Sarah sat on the left side of the back seat, crossing her legs and slightly raising her chin. She looked more arrogant than when they first met today. "For the sake of the madam, I agreed to let you be responsible for the release of our company’s new autumn product." Lesly knew that Sarah did not have any good intentions when she offered to send her home. "Don’t worry. I won’t let your company down this time." "You?" Sarah laughed. "Who do you think you are? Do you think you can steal designs from another designer?" Lesly said calmly, "I have explained about the Burning Starry Sky, and I didn’t..." "Don’t find an excuse." Sarah interrupted her impatiently, "So what if you said it? The signature on that clothing line is indeed yours. If you really don’t have that heart, then why do you use your signature?" Lesly frowned. "I didn’t know..." "Enough," Sarah said with a cold snort. "I don’t care what kind of villain you are. I’m just warning you not to mess with our company’s designs. Otherwise, I’ll definitely make you suffer." After that, she ordered the driver, "Stop." The driver stepped on the brake and parked the car on the desolate road. "Get down. Lesly, take advantage of the night to think about the theme of the evening gown. Who knows, tomorrow you might be able to draw a galaxy?" Lesly pushed open the door and got out of the car. She explained again, "I really didn’t know about the signature on that clothing line. I will deal with it again tomorrow. It’s not mine. I never take things from others." Lesly slammed the car door and got off the car. In the dark night, her figure was tall, straight, and calm. She looked graceful and did not look like a villain at all. After staring at Lesly for a while, Sarah let out a cold snort. She didn’t believe Lesly, who was under 30 years old could be capable. She was young and looked good. Who knew whether she had slept her way up the ranks?