Chapter 15

Until she hung up Jia's call, Sheena's mind was still messy and dizzy. If she understood correctly, the so-called Miss Sue... is the one on the headline, the one who is about to be engaged to Harold, right? After all, it’s easy to find someone who comes from an elite family in City C. Sheena didn't know what she did to her. Could it be that she knew that she and Harold used to be friends with each other, so she came to inquire? If Sue really wants to pursue it, Sheena thought about the conversation she might have with her. [Leave him, you can fill in as much as you want. Sue coldly pushed a blank check in front of Sheena. The normal routine is that Sheena tears the check to pieces and utters a lot of words, and then will love Harold until death they do they part. But it's a pity, Sheena has never been a person with that kind of personality. Harold only gave her a sum of money. If Sue really gave her another blank check, then she would not have to go to work for the rest of her life, and she would just sleep on the money at home and have countless of the things she wants. Thinking of this, Sheena sighed softly in her heart. An hour later, Sheena returned to the studio, and Jia greeted her as soon as she walked into the studio. "Sister Sheena, Miss Radison is waiting for you in the reception room." , Jia pointed to the direction of the reception room. "Did she say what she was here for?", Sheena glanced at the closed door of the reception room and asked. Jia shook her head, "She didn't say it, but I think she seemed quite happy. Did you read the news this morning? Maybe it was for that matter." Morning news... Sheena frowned, and her doubts deepened, she did really come for the news. "Go ahead." Sheena waved to Jia and walked toward the reception room with her foot up. Pushing open the glass door, Sheena walked in and saw Sue sitting on a leather sofa with an elegant posture and long hair draped behind her head. She wore a slim and thin jumpsuit with a white and beautiful lining. Sue is very beautiful, so beautiful that people can't ignore her. She heard the sound of someone coming in. Sue, who was immersed in the phone while looking at it, raised her head. After seeing Sheena, she pursed her lips, smiled, and said softly, "You are Miss Sheena, right." She stood up and stretched out her hand to Sheena, "Hello, I am Sue." "Hello, Miss Radison, I've been waiting for a long time." Sheena shook hands with her, "Please sit down." After the two of them were seated, Sheena said again, "I wonder why you are here today, is there anything I need to help you with?" When asked about the reason, Sue's face flew with two blushes, "It's like this... I will be engaged to the person I like soon. Although it is only an engagement, I also want to leave unforgettable memories for myself. I heard from friends that Ms. Sheena has a lot of skills and is the best fashion designer in City C, so I wanted to make an appointment with you." Sheena's heart trembled slightly. It turned out to be like this... She wants her, Harold's former friend (with benefits), to design her engagement gown. Sheena wanted to refuse, but there was another voice clamoring in her heart: Say yes to her! Say yes to her! At that time, she looked at the expression on her face! For no reason, a thought of revenge surged in Sheena's heart. She just wanted to know what Harold would do when he saw that she was the designer who designed their engagement clothes. "Okay." Sheena smiled softly, "Just let me get you and your fiancé sizes and let me know how you want your dress to be like. I will design it as soon as possible." "If so, that would be great." Sue said happily. Sue was much simpler than Sheena had imagined, and she was quite nice. She didn't have the air of an elite lady. If it weren't for the fact that she was Harold's fiancée, Sheena might like her. After receiving the deposit and sending Sue away, Sheena returned to her office. She opened a bottle of red wine, poured a glass, and walked to the window to look down. From her position, she can just see Sue standing next to the parked car on the side of the road. The man in the driver's seat opened the door and walked down to let her in. Sue seemed to have said something to the man, and then smiled. Sheena's mouth was a bit bitter. She raised her glass and took a sip. The smell of alcohol spread out in her mouth and she felt better. After the man closed the door of the co-pilot, he turned around and suddenly looked up in the direction where she was. Even if he was far away, Sheena could clearly see his handsome and innocent face. The two looked at each other like this for a while, Sheena took the lead to look away, and raised her hand to "swipe" the curtains over, blocking Harold's face. Sheena was a little disappointed. She did not see any surprised expression on Harold's face! Probably far away. She comforted herself so. After drinking all the wine in the cup, she went to wash the cup and put it back in the wine cabinet. Sheena sat down at her desk, laid out drawing paper and held a paintbrush, but she felt like she was unable to start. ... In the evening, the people in the studio were all busy preparing to get off work. Jia packed up her things. As soon as she looked up through the glass wall, she saw Sheena sitting at the desk. Her eyebrows frowned as she was drawing pictures with her pen. Knock. Knock. Knock. There was a knock at the office door. Sheena said without looking up, "Come in." "Sister Sheena, are you still busy?", Jia walked in and asked. "Not yet..." Sheena raised her head, leaned her neck back, and kept her neck in this position for several hours. She felt her neck was about to break, "It's time to get off work. You can go." "Then don't stay too late." Jia said. "Well, go ahead." Sheena nodded. After Jia left, Sheena moved her sore neck and continued drawing pictures at the desk. It's getting dark outside, and only Sheena in the entire studio has the lights on. At night, her thoughts seem to be very good, and her writing is like a godly help. Just as she was drawing hi, there was a sudden sound of slight footsteps in her ears, and she did not react, only thinking that it was Jia who had not left yet. She didn't feel that something was right until a tall black figure enveloped her. The tip of the pen suddenly stopped. Sheena's breathing was tight. Before she could raise her head, she heard the person standing in front of her say, "Why don't you get off work at so late?" This voice... When Sheena looked up, Harold stood in front of her table against the light, sketching his figure a little vaguely, but his big black eyes were bright and penetrating. The two hadn't seen each other for a few hours, but Sheena felt as if they were separated from each other for a long time. Her throat tightened and she asked, "Why are you here?"