Begging For A Reconciliation

Chapter 463

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Even though Leah risked her life to capture those three Ravensong assassins, they refused to give out any information. If they found any opening, they would kill themselves.

"Sorry, Mrs. Howard. They just wouldn't budge. So I surrendered them to the police," reported Ben in Leah's office. "We have pressured other nations on Veyris. I'm sure they will lift their ban on Dream Designs soon."

There was some good news at least.

"Thank you. If there's nothing else, can you follow up with Serena for the partnership deal?" Leah expressed her gratitude.

"Sure thing, Mrs. Howard." Ben left the office in great spirit. After spending some time with Ben, Leah realized that Ben wasn't as sly as Serena made him out to be. On the contrary, he was quite easy to read. Maybe what Serena needed was someone innocent like Ben.

Sitting in the same office was Susan. She was frowning.

"Sarah, this is very grim. You're now targeted by Ravensong. They won't stop until you're dead. So that means more assassins are coming your way. I will ask my family to investigate further. I need the truth."

Leah didn’t think that Susan needed to go this far to help her.

"I'll be fine, Ms. Victor. I am well-protected by Han. You don't have to do that. I'm sure Han will dig out the truth soon..."

She didn't want to owe Susan too much. She didn't want that guilt. And worse, Ravensong might target Susan and her family too if they got too involved.

"They will always be elusive anyway. Besides, I'm doing this for Qustraebar. You're visiting for the design contest, aren't you?"

Now only Leah realized that Qustraebar would host the event.

"Right... Okay. Thanks." It wasn't right for Leah to decline Susan further.

After Susan said goodbye to Leah, she went back to her country. It was a windy evening. The strong gust was hellbent on uprooting the trees and the incessant whistling only added to Leah's annoyance. She felt danger approaching. But she couldn't pinpoint it. As the police repatriated the Ravensong assailants, Leah's investigation hit a brick wall.

The afternoon before the international design contest.

Qustraebar was already covered in a thick layer of snow. Han brought Leah to a castle that he owned in Qustraebar.

"Welcome back, Mr. and Mrs. Howard," greeted the two rows of servants as they entered the hall.

Leah didn't like the attention so she scurried to her room.

"Are you nervous about the contest tomorrow?" Han followed Leah to her room. He clasped Leah's

hands to warm her up. It was enough to soothe Leah.

"No, not at all," answered Leah.

For her, Qustraebar was a place of joyful memories. It was the place where she met Hendrik.

"You're not catching a cold this time. I'll protect you." Han pulled Leah into his embrace.

Right. She missed the previous contest because of a cold. Leah rested her cheek on Han's taut pecs, listening to his heartbeat. It was hypnotizing.

"Thanks."

There was this magical property to Han's words. It could console Leah. An intrusive thought invited itself into Leah's mind.

Maybe the current Han and she were meant together. They had changed so much. Leah could imagine a future together.

"We..." We should get married was what Leah wanted to say, but Leah's phone rang.

"What's the matter, Serena?"

Since Leah would be participating in the design contest abroad, as the CEO of Dream Designs, Serena had to stay to man the company. And incidentally, Han also made Ben stay in Dream Designs. He was to conclude the partnership deal with Serena as a project manager from Skye Corporation.

"Sarah! I don't know why I agreed to have lunch with Ben Wright just now. What do I do? Do I cancel it?"

Han was still holding Leah's hand. "I don't think you should. It was just lunch anyway."

Serena finally agreed to have lunch with Ben, thanks to Leah's persuasion."All right. I guess I can take a few bites out of politeness."

Leah's hands were no longer cold when she hung up. She felt fuzzy inside. "Thanks. I'll shower and sleep now."

Under the mellow light, Leah's smile looked almost dream-like. It was so charming that Han couldn't open his eyes.

He leaned in and gave Leah a small kiss. In a husky voice, he whispered, "Get first place and you'll have a present."

Present? That was a word that could only spark joy.

Leah couldn't wait to receive it. For a brief moment, she forgot about Ravensong and the Veyris's embargo.

The next day, Han made sure Leah was covered in countless layers before sending her to the contest venue. Before entering the convention center, they overheard some discussions.

"Ms. Ritch is going to win, isn't she? She is the clear winner."

"But of course, she is the cute and kind heiress of the Ritch family!"

"But there is a dark horse from Pasteria called Sarah White. Apparently, she is Cindy, the jewelry design virtuoso."

"You give that b*tch too much credit. No way Ms. Ritch is going to lose to a woman who can't keep her legs closed."