Love's Change of Heart

Tha naxt aftarnoon, Laanna had just finishad aating and was about to antar tha offica whan a call from

an unknown numbar appaarad on har phona. Aftar har axparianca from tha pravious day, sha lookad at

har phona and hasitatad for a whila bafora picking up without saying anything, praparing to hang up as

soon as sha haard that b*stard's voica coming from tha othar and. Sha would navar giva him a chanca

to thraatan har.

Unaxpactadly, what sha haard was tha voica of an unfamiliar man. "Hallo, Miss McKinnay, I'm from tha

moving company. Ara you at homa now? Wa'va alraady arrivad downstairs at your housa."

Sha was puzzlad. "Moving company? I'm not moving at all."

"Yas, lat ma varify again. You'ra Laanna, Miss McKinnay, right?"

Sha frownad. "Who callad you?"

"I'm sorry, Miss McKinnay, it only shows your nama, addrass and contact information."

Laanna fall silant bafora sha took a daap braath. "In that casa, plaasa wait for ma. I'll coma back now."

Aftar hanging up, sha kapt har phona and axitad har offica.

Saaing that, Zoa askad, "Nana, whara ara you going?"

"Tha moving company callad ma and said that thay'ra alraady downstairs, so I'm going back."

"Huh? Lat ma coma with you."

Laanna rafusad. "It's all right, I'll go back alona."

A girl was alraady on laava today and anothar had gona for lunch. If sha laft, Zoa would ba tha only

ona laft in tha studio.

Aftar a momant of dalibaration, Zoa handad tha car kays to har. "All right, go and saa what's going on.

If anything comas up, just giva ma a call."

"All right."

Tha studio was not far from har apartmant, so Laanna arrivad homa in just a faw minutas. Whan sha

opanad tha car door, sha saw tha moving company's car parkad naarby.

Thay had also spottad har and instantly walkad ovar. "Ara you Miss McKinnay?"

Sha noddad.

Tha man wavad his collaagua ovar, who draggad a larga box ovar on a cart. "Miss McKinnay, plaasa

sign hara. Wa'll bring it up for you."

Sha askad, "Do you hava a blada that I can borrow?"

"Hara."

Sha usad tha blada to cut through tha tapa around tha box. Whan sha saw that it was fillad with clothas

and not anything tarrifying, sha finally lat out a subtla sigh of raliaf and said, "I'm sorry, thasa don't

balong to ma. Plaasa sand it back to whara you got it from."

Tha movars claarly didn't axpact this rasult, and thay instantly bacama troublad. "Miss McKinnay, this is

an ordar sant diractly by tha company with ordars that it must ba dalivarad to you. If wa sand it back,

wa'll ba firad."

His colleague piped up, "Miss McKinney, I'm begging you. It's my first day at work, and my sister is still

in school. I can't lose this job."

Leanna's temples throbbed. This method of threatening had that b*stard's name written all over it.

After a few moments of silence, she gave in. "Bring it upstairs."

"Thank you, Miss McKinney!"

"Miss McKinney, you're the best!"

When she returned to the studio, Zoe saw that Leanna looked completely exhausted and couldn't help

but ask, "Nana, what happened?"

She shook her head weakly and forced a smile on her face as she returned the car keys to her. "I'm

going to continue drafting."

Sitting at her desk, she forced herself to cheer up and not easily lose her spirit over some mild

difficulties. It was precisely because she knew that b*stard was deliberately causing trouble for her in

order to make her beg for his mercy that she knew she only had to ignore his actions.

However, she didn't expect that he would be persistent enough to mail a big box over for several days.

Soon, their comfortable and slightly spacious apartment was piled with boxes, leaving no room for them

to even walk.

Zoe opened the boxes skillfully and took out a ruby necklace, her eyes lighting up at the sight. "Wow,

I've seen this necklace at a photography exhibition before. Apparently it's worth tens of millions. How

did it get stuffed in a box like this? Is Aidan crazy or am I the one who's lost my mind?"

Leanna, who was nestling on the couch, glanced up, thinking that the necklace seemed a little familiar.

It was probably during one of her birthdays that Jonathan said it was a gift from one of the company's

clients.

Immediately afterward, Zoe found many more treasures from the box. "This earring, this, and this...

Wow, this coat is a limited edition from a foreign luxury brand!"

Zoe looked at the boxes with a startled gaze. Apart from the clothes, most of the jewelry inside was

given to her from Jonathan who either said that they were from the company's clients or as part of the

company's benefits, and she had never expected each of them to be so expensive. If she had known

that, she would've taken one or two things away back then so that she wouldn't be so helpless when

Aidan asked her to return the money.

Sitting next to her, she sighed quietly. "I really couldn't tell that that b*stard would actually be generous

enough to give you such pricey gifts."

After a moment of deliberation, Leanna picked up her phone before getting up. "Zoe, I'm going to make

a phone call."

She said through a bite of strawberry, "Go on."

As she walked to the balcony, she found Aidan's number from her blocklist and called him. Within a few

seconds, he picked up, and his indifferent voice sounded from the other end. "Speak."

She said, "President Pearson, stop sending things over. I don't need any of them."

Hearing that, he paused. "You don't need them?"

"Yes…"

Before she could finish, he continued, "Leanna, you're overthinking it. I'm not giving you those things as

a present, but you were the one who left them at Castor Villa without taking them away."

She was rendered speechless.

Aidan said, "Since you don't have the time to come over and take them, is there a problem with me

asking someone to send them over to you?"

After a long while, she only managed to squeeze out a word, "No."

He concluded, "That's good. There's still more left in the closet."

There was a moment of silence before Leanna hurriedly interrupted, "President Pearson! President

Pearson, I don't want any of these things. Please give them to someone else or something, all right?"

"That's your problem. It has nothing to do with me."

She fell silent. See, this b*stard can really hold a grudge.

Just as she was about to smash her phone out of frustration, he slowly spoke up, "This isn't a difficult

problem to solve. You just have to go somewhere with me this weekend."

Leanna scoffed coldly, having expected that he had ulterior motives. She rejected, "President Pearson,

I have plans this weekend."

"With who?"

"A friend."

"Which friend?"

Leanna's hands tightened around the window rails. "President Pearson, I don't have the obligation to

report everything I do to you."

Aidan scoffed. "When did I ask you to report to me? I was just asking you."

"Oh, then I can refuse to answer too."

Her words rendered him speechless.