The Apple of My Eye

Chapter 1797 The Same Style of Dress

The shop Leila had chosen was the biggest formal dress store in Malaysia. The moment she entered

the glass doors, her attention was caught by its interior. The store had white and turquoise walls, white

birdcages with flowers entwined through the bars, potted plants and mini white picket fences sectioned

off different areas, and wall decals of flowers, birds, and butterflies gave the place a very whimsical

feel. The clothes rails lining the walls held the store's fashion collections, which were sorted by style.

Knowing that it was famous all over the country, Leila had high expectations of its sales personnel

when it came to professionalism.

"Good day, Madam." Another one of the salesladies approached her with a smile. "I'm Anis. I'd be

happy to assist you in finding a perfect dress. What kind of party are you going to attend?" Leila had to

pause and think for a while, an embarrassed expression flashing on her beautiful face.

When Melissa had handed her the invitation card earlier, she hadn't mentioned what kind of party it

was, but Leila remembered the name of the venue. Feeling enlightened, she replied to the saleslady, "It

is for a party on the ship, Twilight, tonight." Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Thinking that it was a big party, Leila thought the saleswoman would have an idea what type of dress

would be suitable.

"Just this one." The saleslady pulled one of the dresses from the rack. She didn't explain too much but

smiled when she saw Leila's confused expression. "A lady who will attend the same party tonight chose

a dress of the same color for another style. Although it was not the same style, I think..."

"Okay. This one, please." Leila interrupted the saleslady before she could finish explaining. Taking the

dress with her, she went back to the fitting room to try it on. After a few minutes, she came out and

asked the saleslady to pack the dress for her.

Walking out of the formal dress store, Leila expressed the need to do her hair. Charles was highly

annoyed. Fortunately, the hair salon was not far from where they were. Otherwise, Charles might have

refused to go with her completely.

"You go ahead. I will hang out in the neighborhood." Charles suddenly stopped and turned away from

Leila when they reached the front of the hair salon. Not giving her time to respond, he continued

walking, leaving Leila behind.

Leila was aware that she couldn't stop Charles, so she wouldn't do anything useless. Hesitating for a

while, she just watched his back as he walked away. After another minute or two, she finally decided to

enter the hair salon.

Charles wasn't planning to buy anything. He was just unwilling to accompany Leila. If they were back

home, he would have sent some random employee to accompany her, sparing himself the trouble. But

they were overseas, so he had no choice but to satisfy her and his mother.

Taking his time, Charles accidentally saw a small shop at the corner of the walkway. Stunned, he

stopped to check out the great variety of beautiful pieces displayed in the glass cabinet. They all

reminded him of Sheryl. All of them were what Sheryl liked. For a second, he had the impulse to buy it

all but had to give up the thought in the end.

Sheryl had insisted on divorcing him, and until now, Charles couldn't think of a way to solve that

problem.

Leila was between them. Although he didn't like her, they had shared the same bed several times. In

the beginning, Charles had wanted to use his money to cope with her, but it appeared that she didn't

want his money, nor would she leave him alone. Just thinking about it gave him a bad headache.

Charles didn't know how long he had walked, but when he got Leila's phone call, it was almost time for

the party.

He picked Leila up, and they went to the ship, Twilight, together.

After Charles parked the car, Leila joyfully looked at the giant ship in front of them. Although she had

been to many parties in their country, it was her first time to attend a party on a ship. Hence, she was

both excited and curious.

After they boarded, a lot of people recognized Charles. Although the party was held overseas and the

guests were a mix of foreign businessmen, a lot of them came from their country. Of course, some of

the participants from both home and abroad had a business relationship with Charles' company.

As soon as the party started, Leila was like a prancing peacock, moving closer to Charles whenever

they met anybody else. She said hello to everybody, regardless of whether she knew them or not. She

was afraid that others didn't know she was Charles' woman and that the man next to her was the

president of Shining Company.

"Go have a seat over there," Charles ordered Leila casually. "I am going to greet my clients." Charles

was silent the entire time until he saw a specific client from a distance.

"I will come with you," Leila responded with a smile as she held onto Charles' arm, gesturing for him to

come over in a hurry.

Charles couldn't shake off Leila's hand with all the eyes on them. So left with no choice, he walked over

to his client with her.

"Mr. Zhang."

"Mr. Lu, what a surprise. You also came to Malaysia?" Mr. Zhang was Malaysian, but he had a lot of

business in Charles' country and had cooperated with him several times in the past. It was only polite

for him to say hello.

Zhang hadn't thought he would meet Charles at this party. Moreover, he was surprised to see the

woman standing beside Charles.

Although Zhang didn't visit Charles' country frequently, he knew a bit about him.

For instance, Zhang was clear that Sheryl was Charles' wife, but, obviously, this woman was not

Sheryl.

Zhang couldn't help but joke about it. "Mr. Lu, have you finally found your soul mate?"

Seeing Zhang's meaningful smile, Charles felt displeased. On the other hand, Leila felt overjoyed.

Leila's purpose tonight was simple. She wanted everybody to think she was Charles' woman, and that

Sheryl was just nobody. At that moment, she looked at Mr. Zhang, flashed her big smile, and held

Charles' arm tighter.

Charles remained expressionless, but inside, he felt angry upon hearing Zhang's comment.

Changing the topic, Charles asked, "Mr. Zhang, did you come here alone today?"

"I came with my woman." A naughty smile registered on Zhang's face, which seemed to tell Charles,

'You know what I mean.'

His message was certainly clear, but Charles refrained from being the same as him.

"I won't disturb you, Mr. Zhang." Charles nodded and then left.

Seeing Charles had only interacted with Mr. Zhang for a little while, Leila knew that his comments had

irritated Charles.

She felt confused. She was now the one who stood next to Charles. Was she inferior to Sheryl, who

got him in trouble from time to time? She wondered if people thinking they were in a relationship made

Charles depressed.

Charles said hello to several other guests, and Leila still followed him around, without letting go of his

arm. But now, she was well-behaved and didn't take the initiative to speak unless spoken to. If Charles

didn't introduce her, she wouldn't tell them who she was.

Leila wasn't worried about this at all. After all, everybody was curious and would casually ask Charles

who she was, seeing that he had brought her to tonight's party.

Charles' general response was that Leila was his secretary.

Most of the time, the other side showed a knowing smile to Charles and even praised Leila.

Leila had thought that Charles would deny her, but unexpectedly he told the truth, so she secretly felt

pleased.

What made her complacent was that, since Charles introduced her as his secretary, their relationship

was vague in everyone's eyes.

Although, in reality, the relationship between the president and his secretary was the most dangerous.

At this thought, Leila almost burst into laughter.