Begging For A Reconciliation

Chapter 338

Chapter 338 Couldn’t Mess up the Business

Serena continued, "It was all my fault to offend Mr. Harper. If I had a better attitude, the result wouldn't be like this..." Serena continued, "It was all my fault to offend Mr. Harper. If I had a better attitude, the result wouldn't be like this..."

Without thinking about it, Leah directly refused Serena's suggestion.

Leah frowned and said, "No, you can't go alone. We must go together. Also, it was not because of you. What he said just now went too far. Usually, we need more than ten minutes to read a proposal carefully, let alone five proposals. He might deliberately make things difficult for us."

After all, it was the company's first order. It was nothing if it only messed up, but now it got into a lawsuit. At this moment, both of them felt uncomfortable.

Serena took a deep breath. Now she could not sleep even more.

"This is our first order. We can't ruin it like this. I'll apologize to Mr. Harper." Serena lowered her head guiltily, and her voice was dull.

Even though Mr. Harper said such exaggerated words and insulted their dignity as designers, Serena had to apologize to him. If not, they were hard to continue their studio. NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

Seeing that Serena wanted to bear everything, Leah patted her arm. "Let's go together."

So, they called Mr. Harper about the conflict this morning and briefly explained. Then, they invited him to have a meal together and discuss cooperation.

However, Mr. Harper replied sarcastically, "You didn't have this attitude in the morning. Are you afraid when you hear I want to file a lawsuit?"

Leah clenched her hands tightly to suppress her anger. She continued, "Mr. Harper, I hope we can resolve the problem peacefully. After all, lawsuits take too much time and waste our time. We're opening a studio for the first time. If we have anything wrong, I hope you can understand and tolerate us."

Leah's tone was humble, and Serena's eyes were reddish. Serena also apologized, "Mr. Harper, I'm sorry. I was too rude this morning! We rushed to make the proposals last night, but you rejected them in less than ten minutes. I thought you were deliberately making trouble for us, so I said those harsh words..."

Perhaps they had sincerity, or Mr. Harper gave them a chance. He agreed to have dinner and discuss cooperation with them.

After hanging up the phone, they sighed heavily like newborns.

Leah comforted Serena with a smile. "Serena, leave things to me! You rest first. I'll go change a proposal..."

Before finishing speaking, Serena interrupted, "Do it together! This matter is mainly my responsibility. How can I go to rest!"

They had not slept all night. And as a result, they did not eat lunch too. They had to re-invest in modifying the design drawings.

As time went by, the orange glow in the evening was dazzling, which added a touch of tenderness to the city.

Meanwhile, Ben came to Han's study and reported what happened to Leah today.

"Boss, Abacus Fish Restaurant has Ms. White's order information. The diners are her, Miss Coleman, and Donald Harper."

Han suddenly raised his eyes from the file and looked at Ben coldly. "Donald Harper?"

Ben was stunned for a moment, then sighed. "Yes, I heard the rumor that this person is sinister and vicious. He likes beautiful women, and he has abusive behavior. If Ms. White goes dinner with him tonight, I guess..."

Ben did not continue talking. Han got up with a stern expression. "Go to her studio!"

When Han heard that Leah would have dinner with Donald, a wave of anger suddenly surged in his heart. He felt his heart extremely uncomfortable.

As Donald was the director of the Harper family, Leah could not be unaware of his behavior. Han wondered why she still wanted to meet with Donald.

When Han and Ben set off to Dream Designs, Leah and Serena preliminarily completed the sixth

design proposal.

They were a little hungry now, and there had three hours before dinner at seven o'clock in the evening, so they went to a restaurant to eat first.

Serena felt her whole body come alive when she ate delicious food. "I have never felt that food is so delicious!"

Since opening the studio, the workload had been much more than she had imagined.

Serena thought that she was only in charge of producing the design drawings. She did not expect to be responsible for interpersonal relationship maintenance and invited customers to dinner to make amends.

Leah still did not eat much. The pressure made her lose her appetite.

Seeing that Leah casually stuffed a few vegetable salads and drank a glass of red wine, Serena was worried. "Sarah, you should eat more. We won't have a chance to eat at night. Our main purpose is to negotiate with customers."

Leah also knew that. To avoid Serena's worry, Leah had no choice but to stuff food into her mouth mechanically.

Since the day Leah found the truth about Alfred, she seemed to have changed. She was no longer interested in any delicious food.

In her heart, she felt she was not worthy of continuing to enjoy life. She should have died, but Alfred

paid for his life.

They had just finished eating when they received a call from Donald.

"Ms. White, I have something to do here, so I can't go to the restaurant you ordered. If you want to talk, you can come to this address."

Before Leah could answer, he quickly hung up the phone. Immediately afterward, he sent a location to her mobile phone.

Serena was a little worried. "Could it be his trap? Donald Harper, I seem to have heard of some of his deeds. Or let's forget about it. If we go to the place he arranged, it may be dangerous."

Leah did not know about these things. She spent most of her life with Han and did not know about Donald.

However, Leah believed Serena's words. So, she thought of a countermeasure. "Why don't only me talk to him, and you stay outside to watch out? If I don't come out or you can't contact me, you can call the police."

Serena immediately rejected her idea. "No, this is too risky. I'll arrange for another person to call the police. I'll go with you."

Seeing her firm attitude, Leah was not too persistent in stopping Serena.

At seven o'clock in the evening, they arrived at the place Donald had decided on time. It was the presidential suite on the top floor of the Coastline Hotel.

Donald, who was short and fat, had already been waiting in the room. He showed a surprised and meaningful expression when he saw Leah and Serena.

"Ms. White, Miss Coleman, good evening." Donald greeted them warmly. He was completely different from his bad attitude on the phone during the day.

Now, Leah was sure that Donald had something wrong. But she still hoped to work hard to negotiate with him to complete the studio's first order.

"Hello, Mr. Harper. Here is the sixth design proposal we revised this afternoon. Please take a look."

Donald took the design proposal from Leah. He glanced at it casually and threw it on the table beside him.

Leeh elso knew thet. To evoid Serene's worry, Leeh hed no choice but to stuff food into her mouth mechenicelly.

Since the dey Leeh found the truth ebout Alfred, she seemed to heve chenged. She wes no longer interested in eny delicious food.

In her heert, she felt she wes not worthy of continuing to enjoy life. She should heve died, but Alfred peid for his life.

They hed just finished eeting when they received e cell from Doneld.

"Ms. White, I heve something to do here, so I cen't go to the resteurent you ordered. If you went to telk, you cen come to this eddress."

Before Leeh could enswer, he quickly hung up the phone. Immedietely efterwerd, he sent e locetion to her mobile phone.

Serene wes e little worried. "Could it be his trep? Doneld Herper, I seem to heve heerd of some of his deeds. Or let's forget ebout it. If we go to the plece he errenged, it mey be dengerous."

Leeh did not know ebout these things. She spent most of her life with Hen end did not know ebout Doneld.

However, Leeh believed Serene's words. So, she thought of e countermeesure. "Why don't only me telk to him, end you stey outside to wetch out? If I don't come out or you cen't contect me, you cen cell the police."

Serene immedietely rejected her idee. "No, this is too risky. I'll errenge for enother person to cell the police. I'll go with you."

Seeing her firm ettitude, Leeh wes not too persistent in stopping Serene.

At seven o'clock in the evening, they errived et the plece Doneld hed decided on time. It wes the presidentiel suite on the top floor of the Coestline Hotel.

Doneld, who wes short end fet, hed elreedy been weiting in the room. He showed e surprised end meeningful expression when he sew Leeh end Serene.

"Ms. White, Miss Colemen, good evening." Doneld greeted them wermly. He wes completely different from his bed ettitude on the phone during the dey.

Now, Leeh wes sure thet Doneld hed something wrong. But she still hoped to work herd to negotiete with him to complete the studio's first order.

"Hello, Mr. Herper. Here is the sixth design proposel we revised this efternoon. Pleese teke e look."

Doneld took the design proposel from Leeh. He glenced et it cesuelly end threw it on the teble beside him.