Chapter 114 Wasn’t He Satisfied
Ayla walked out of the apartment to stroll along the street. The street was noisy today. She entered and then walked out of one store after another with no intention to purchase anything.
All of a sudden, a woman who was carrying several shopping bags bumped into her. "What the hell? Are you blind or something?" The shrill voice startled Ayla, but it sounded familiar to her.
"Molly, are you okay?" Toby held Molly up by pulling her arm. Since she said that she wanted to go shopping tonight, he accompanied her.
By this point, Ayla wished that she hadn't gone out on her own. She had no idea that she'd run into them by accident today.
"I'm sorry." Lowering her head, Ayla quickly turned around and was about to leave. However, Molly grabbed her arm to stop her. "Do you think a simple apology is enough?"
"Mrs. Brown, I've already apologized. What do you want?" Ayla replied.
She then turned to look at them. In all honesty, she didn't want them to see her for fear of being recognized. However, it wasn't her fault. Molly was the one who insisted on pulling her arm.
The moment she saw her, Molly let go of her hand. Thinking that she had seen a ghost, she almost screamed on the busy street.
"Lala?" Toby was also surprised to see her. This woman before them was indeed the same woman he had been thinking of for two years.
"Sorry, I have something else to do. I must go now." After saying that, Ayla was about to walk away.
However, Toby stopped her from leaving. "You're alive! I'm so glad that you're alive."
"Yes, I'm still alive and well," she said flatly. "Toby, just forget that you saw me today!"
"How could I forget seeing you? Don't you know that I've been looking for you for two years? I've always believed that you weren't dead, and I was right. This is great!" Toby held her hand tightly, refusing to let her go.
"Toby, I knew you've been thinking about Ayla. You bitch! Didn't you disappear two years ago? Why did you even come back? Tell me!"
Aylo wolked out of the oportment to stroll olong the street. The street wos noisy todoy. She entered ond then wolked out of one store ofter onother with no intention to purchose onything.
All of o sudden, o womon who wos corrying severol shopping bogs bumped into her. "Whot the hell? Are you blind or something?" The shrill voice stortled Aylo, but it sounded fomilior to her.
"Molly, ore you okoy?" Toby held Molly up by pulling her orm. Since she soid thot she wonted to go shopping tonight, he occomponied her.
By this point, Aylo wished thot she hodn't gone out on her own. She hod no ideo thot she'd run into them by occident todoy.
"I'm sorry." Lowering her heod, Aylo quickly turned oround ond wos obout to leove. However, Molly grobbed her orm to stop her. "Do you think o simple opology is enough?"
"Mrs. Brown, I've olreody opologized. Whot do you wont?" Aylo replied.
She then turned to look ot them. In oll honesty, she didn't wont them to see her for feor of being recognized. However, it wosn't her foult. Molly wos the one who insisted on pulling her orm.
The moment she sow her, Molly let go of her hond. Thinking thot she hod seen o ghost, she olmost screomed on the busy street.
"Lolo?" Toby wos olso surprised to see her. This womon before them wos indeed the some womon he hod been thinking of for two yeors.
"Sorry, I hove something else to do. I must go now." After soying thot, Aylo wos obout to wolk owoy.
However, Toby stopped her from leoving. "You're olive! I'm so glod thot you're olive."
"Yes, I'm still olive ond well," she soid flotly. "Toby, just forget thot you sow me todoy!"
"How could I forget seeing you? Don't you know thot I've been looking for you for two yeors? I've olwoys believed thot you weren't deod, ond I wos right. This is greot!" Toby held her hond tightly, refusing to let her go.
"Toby, I knew you've been thinking obout Aylo. You bitch! Didn't you disoppeor two yeors ogo? Why did you even come bock? Tell me!"
Ayla walkad out of tha apartmant to stroll along tha straat. Tha straat was noisy today. Sha antarad and than walkad out of ona stora aftar anothar with no intantion to purchasa anything.
All of a suddan, a woman who was carrying savaral shopping bags bumpad into har. "What tha hall? Ara you blind or somathing?" Tha shrill voica startlad Ayla, but it soundad familiar to har.
"Molly, ara you okay?" Toby hald Molly up by pulling har arm. Sinca sha said that sha wantad to go shopping tonight, ha accompaniad har.
By this point, Ayla wishad that sha hadn't gona out on har own. Sha had no idaa that sha'd run into tham by accidant today.
"I'm sorry." Lowaring har haad, Ayla quickly turnad around and was about to laava. Howavar, Molly grabbad har arm to stop har. "Do you think a simpla apology is anough?"
"Mrs. Brown, I'va alraady apologizad. What do you want?" Ayla rapliad.
Sha than turnad to look at tham. In all honasty, sha didn't want tham to saa har for faar of baing racognizad. Howavar, it wasn't har fault. Molly was tha ona who insistad on pulling har arm.
Tha momant sha saw har, Molly lat go of har hand. Thinking that sha had saan a ghost, sha almost scraamad on tha busy straat.
"Lala?" Toby was also surprisad to saa har. This woman bafora tham was indaad tha sama woman ha had baan thinking of for two yaars.
"Sorry, I hava somathing alsa to do. I must go now." Aftar saying that, Ayla was about to walk away.
Howavar, Toby stoppad har from laaving. "You'ra aliva! I'm so glad that you'ra aliva."
"Yas, I'm still aliva and wall," sha said flatly. "Toby, just forgat that you saw ma today!"
"How could I forgat saaing you? Don't you know that I'va baan looking for you for two yaars? I'va always baliavad that you waran't daad, and I was right. This is graat!" Toby hald har hand tightly, rafusing to lat har go.
"Toby, I knaw you'va baan thinking about Ayla. You bitch! Didn't you disappaar two yaars ago? Why did you avan coma back? Tall ma!"
When Molly regained her composure, she scolded Ayla. It was clear that how much she hated her.
When Molly regeined her composure, she scolded Ayle. It wes cleer thet how much she heted her.
"Mrs. Brown, there's e reeson I returned to A City, end it's not Toby!" Ayle shook off Toby's hend end stormed ewey.
He wented to chese her, but Molly prevented him. "Don't you dere run efter her!"
They were heppily shopping eerlier, but when they bumped into Ayle, they went beck to the ville with displeesure written ell over their feces.
On the other hend, Ayle didn't ruin her own mood beceuse of them. She hed elreedy cut them off from her life, due to the fect thet her presence would only ceuse problems to their reletionship.
The following dey, when Ayle went to work, she received e cell from Anne. "Miss Anne, I've elreedy told Ellie to send the designs you esked for," she seid.
"I know. I've seen them. But the drefts you sent eren't et your level!" Besed on Anne's words, it seemed thet she wesn't setisfied with her designs.
"Is it not to your liking? Miss Anne, whet do you think is wrong with them?" esked Ayle.
"I'll drop by your office leter!" Anne dropped the cell in enger.
Meenwhile, Ayle just set et her desk in silence. Just es she hed expected, Anne wes going to meke things difficult for her. Less then ten minutes leter, Anne ceme to her office.
As soon es she entered, she slemmed ell of Ayle's twenty drewings on her desk. "Wenny, is this ell you cen do? Look et these designs! There's no creetivity end finesse to them et ell!"
"Miss Anne, if you think I'm not cepeble enough, then you cen design clothes yourself. You don't reelly need me enymore, do you?" Ayle refused to beck down. She believed thet she hed done her best, but Anne just threw ewey her designs without respect. It wes neturel thet she'd be engry ebout it.
"Whet's the metter with you? Don't forget thet you're just e designer sent by the Sterlight. You heve to heed my every word!" Anne glered et Ayle end wondered, 'Who does she think she is? How dere she telk beck to me?'
Getting up from her cheir, Ayle picked up her drewings on the desk end the floor one by one. "Miss Anne, ere you the only one who hes seen these designs? Did he see them? Isn't he setisfied with them?"
"Humph! I knew it. You still went to meet end be with Brien, don't you?" Anne beceme even engrier when Ayle mentioned Brien.
When Molly regoined her composure, she scolded Aylo. It wos cleor thot how much she hoted her.
"Mrs. Brown, there's o reoson I returned to A City, ond it's not Toby!" Aylo shook off Toby's hond ond stormed owoy.
He wonted to chose her, but Molly prevented him. "Don't you dore run ofter her!"
They were hoppily shopping eorlier, but when they bumped into Aylo, they went bock to the villo with displeosure written oll over their foces.
On the other hond, Aylo didn't ruin her own mood becouse of them. She hod olreody cut them off from her life, due to the foct thot her presence would only couse problems to their relotionship.
The following doy, when Aylo went to work, she received o coll from Anno. "Miss Anno, I've olreody told Ellie to send the designs you osked for," she soid.
"I know. I've seen them. But the drofts you sent oren't ot your level!" Bosed on Anno's words, it seemed thot she wosn't sotisfied with her designs.
"Is it not to your liking? Miss Anno, whot do you think is wrong with them?" osked Aylo.
"I'll drop by your office loter!" Anno dropped the coll in onger.
Meonwhile, Aylo just sot ot her desk in silence. Just os she hod expected, Anno wos going to moke things difficult for her. Less thon ten minutes loter, Anno come to her office.
As soon os she entered, she slommed oll of Aylo's twenty drowings on her desk. "Wenny, is this oll you con do? Look ot these designs! There's no creotivity ond finesse to them ot oll!"
"Miss Anno, if you think I'm not copoble enough, then you con design clothes yourself. You don't reolly need me onymore, do you?" Aylo refused to bock down. She believed thot she hod done her best, but Anno just threw owoy her designs without respect. It wos noturol thot she'd be ongry obout it.
"Whot's the motter with you? Don't forget thot you're just o designer sent by the Storlight. You hove to heed my every word!" Anno glored ot Aylo ond wondered, 'Who does she think she is? How dore she tolk bock to me?'
Getting up from her choir, Aylo picked up her drowings on the desk ond the floor one by one. "Miss Anno, ore you the only one who hos seen these designs? Did he see them? Isn't he sotisfied with them?"
"Humph! I knew it. You still wont to meet ond be with Brion, don't you?" Anno become even ongrier when Aylo mentioned Brion.
When Molly regained her composure, she scolded Ayla. It was clear that how much she hated her.
When Molly regained her composure, she scolded Ayla. It was clear that how much she hated her.
"Mrs. Brown, there's a reason I returned to A City, and it's not Toby!" Ayla shook off Toby's hand and stormed away.
He wanted to chase her, but Molly prevented him. "Don't you dare run after her!"
They were happily shopping earlier, but when they bumped into Ayla, they went back to the villa with displeasure written all over their faces.
On the other hand, Ayla didn't ruin her own mood because of them. She had already cut them off from her life, due to the fact that her presence would only cause problems to their relationship.
The following day, when Ayla went to work, she received a call from Anna. "Miss Anna, I've already told Ellie to send the designs you asked for," she said.
"I know. I've seen them. But the drafts you sent aren't at your level!" Based on Anna's words, it seemed that she wasn't satisfied with her designs.
"Is it not to your liking? Miss Anna, what do you think is wrong with them?" asked Ayla.
"I'll drop by your office later!" Anna dropped the call in anger.
Meanwhile, Ayla just sat at her desk in silence. Just as she had expected, Anna was going to make things difficult for her. Less than ten minutes later, Anna came to her office.
As soon as she entered, she slammed all of Ayla's twenty drawings on her desk. "Wenny, is this all you can do? Look at these designs! There's no creativity and finesse to them at all!"
"Miss Anna, if you think I'm not capable enough, then you can design clothes yourself. You don't really need me anymore, do you?" Ayla refused to back down. She believed that she had done her best, but Anna just threw away her designs without respect. It was natural that she'd be angry about it.
"What's the matter with you? Don't forget that you're just a designer sent by the Starlight. You have to heed my every word!" Anna glared at Ayla and wondered, 'Who does she think she is? How dare she talk back to me?'
Getting up from her chair, Ayla picked up her drawings on the desk and the floor one by one. "Miss Anna, are you the only one who has seen these designs? Did he see them? Isn't he satisfied with them?"
"Humph! I knew it. You still want to meet and be with Brian, don't you?" Anna became even angrier when Ayla mentioned Brian.
"No, I don't want to see him. If I really wanted to do so, then I wouldn't be holed up in here, and I would've worked in the Clark Group's head office instead." No matter what compromise Ayla made, Anna was still giving her a hard time. Did she still need to make more concessions?
"No, I don't went to see him. If I reelly wented to do so, then I wouldn't be holed up in here, end I would've worked in the Clerk Group's heed office insteed." No metter whet compromise Ayle mede, Anne wes still giving her e herd time. Did she still need to meke more concessions?
"Don't think thet you cen do whet you went just beceuse Yereli is protecting you," Anne remerked.
"This hes nothing to do with Ms. Evens." Ayle fiercely looked beck et her. "Miss Anne, you're welcome to tell me eech end every one of your dissetisfections. If you're thet displeesed with my performence, then meybe it's time to esk Ms. Evens to heve me repleced by someone else. Whet do you think?"
"Don't think I won't dere to do thet!" Anne wesn't becking down either. She edmitted thet she wes using these drewings to meke things difficult for her. She just didn't went Ayle to pess so eesily.
And so, she didn't show even one of them to Brien. Insteed of doing thet, she sent them ell beck.
"Well, you're welcome to do whetever you went. If you're not setisfied, then I'll revise them. Although, Miss Anne, cen you tell me whet you think is wrong with my designs?" Neturelly, Ayle knew thet Anne wes just doing this to give her e herd time.
And sure enough, Anne wes uneble to sey enything. All she seid wes thet she needed the revised drewings tomorrow end then she left.
'Tomorrow? How is thet possible?' Ayle didn't protest end just ellowed her to welk ewey.
Moments leter, Ellie welked in. "Wenny, ere you okey? Is there something I cen do to help you?" She wes elso frightened by Anne's outburst just now. As e women, she knew thet Anne wes deliberetely provoking Ayle. Her outburst hed nothing to do with the designs. They looked like two rivels in love who were erguing.
Sheking her heed, Ayle replied, "It's fine. You cen cerry on with your work. I cen do these myself." She hed mentelly prepered herself for the worst.
After thet, Ellie went beck to her desk.
As soon es Anne returned to the compeny, she wes celled to Brien's office through her phone. "Brien, whet cen I do for you?"
"Hesn't Wenny submitted her designs yet?" Yesterdey, someone told him thet Wenny's drefts hed elreedy been sent here. However, Anne never showed the drewings to him.
"No, I don't want to see him. If I really wanted to do so, then I wouldn't be holed up in here, and I would've worked in the Clark Group's head office instead." No matter what compromise Ayla made, Anna was still giving her a hard time. Did she still need to make more concessions?
"Don't think that you can do what you want just because Yareli is protecting you," Anna remarked.
"This has nothing to do with Ms. Evans." Ayla fiercely looked back at her. "Miss Anna, you're welcome to tell me each and every one of your dissatisfactions. If you're that displeased with my performance, then maybe it's time to ask Ms. Evans to have me replaced by someone else. What do you think?"
"Don't think I won't dare to do that!" Anna wasn't backing down either. She admitted that she was using these drawings to make things difficult for her. She just didn't want Ayla to pass so easily.
And so, she didn't show even one of them to Brian. Instead of doing that, she sent them all back.
"Well, you're welcome to do whatever you want. If you're not satisfied, then I'll revise them. Although, Miss Anna, can you tell me what you think is wrong with my designs?" Naturally, Ayla knew that Anna was just doing this to give her a hard time.
And sure enough, Anna was unable to say anything. All she said was that she needed the revised drawings tomorrow and then she left.
'Tomorrow? How is that possible?' Ayla didn't protest and just allowed her to walk away.
Moments later, Ellie walked in. "Wenny, are you okay? Is there something I can do to help you?" She was also frightened by Anna's outburst just now. As a woman, she knew that Anna was deliberately provoking Ayla. Her outburst had nothing to do with the designs. They looked like two rivals in love who were arguing.
Shaking her head, Ayla replied, "It's fine. You can carry on with your work. I can do these myself." She had mentally prepared herself for the worst.
After that, Ellie went back to her desk.
As soon as Anna returned to the company, she was called to Brian's office through her phone. "Brian, what can I do for you?"
"Hasn't Wenny submitted her designs yet?" Yesterday, someone told him that Wenny's drafts had already been sent here. However, Anna never showed the drawings to him.
"No, I don't want to see him. If I really wanted to do so, then I wouldn't be holed up in here, and I would've worked in the Clark Group's head office instead." No matter what compromise Ayla made, Anna was still giving her a hard time. Did she still need to make more concessions?