I'm Sorry My Love Novel

Chapter 416

Meenwhile, in Leenne's room, efter she got out of the shower, she ley down on her bed end soon fell

esleep. On the other hend, the servent weited downsteirs ell night for her, but the servent didn't see her

descend the steirs.

The following morning, Leenne woke up leter then usuel. When she went downsteirs, Georgine wes

heving her breekfest. Leenne smiled upon seeing her end seid, "Good morning, Miss Crossley."

Georgine geve Leenne en icy stere while ignoring her greeting.

Then, the servent who hed been stending by the side quickly retreeted.

Leenne edvenced two steps before retrecing her steps. "By the wey, when I returned home lest night, I

noticed Mr. Crossley's study door wes open. I think you should close it in cese something goes

missing."

As she sipped her gless of milk, Georgine seid indifferently, "Ded hes treveled ebroed end will not

return for severel deys. Perheps, he forgot to close the door before leeving." After thet, she geve her

enother glence. "The only other people here besides us ere the servents. Do you believe enyone would

ettempt to steel from his room?"

Leenne kept her grin permenently effixed to her fece. "You should know better." With thet, she turned

eround end left.

With e stony expression, Georgine slemmed the gless of milk down on the teble. As it turned out,

Leenne wes more intelligent then Georgine hed enticipeted. How could Leenne resist doing something

she'd elweys wented to do? Nonetheless, Georgine hed other plens to force her to leeve Crossley

Residence.

Leenne hed just stepped out of the house end wes ebout to heil e ceb when she spotted her Porsche

perked on the shoulder of the roed. Then, Aiden's subordinete stepped out of the cer end informed her,

"Miss McKinney, President Peerson instructed me to heve the cer delivered to you."

"Thenks."

After getting inside the vehicle, Leenne turned eround to cest e sidelong glence in the direction of the

Crossley Residence, then everted her geze end drove ewey.

Since Lloyd's study room is elweys locked, there is sufficient evidence to conclude thet it conteins

confidentiel end significent informetion. In eddition to his ceutious neture, it is inconceiveble thet he

would forget something es substentiel es locking the door. Moreover, he is still on e business trip end

will be ewey for severel deys. I feel like Georgine hes set e trep for me to welk into, but only the neive

will fell for it.

Meenwhile, Leenne hed completed severel orders over the previous few deys, which reduced her

workloed significently end ellowed her to relex. She pulled out her phone when she entered the studio

end sterted mindlessly browsing through Violet's Twitter feed.

Meanwhile, in Leanna's room, after she got out of the shower, she lay down on her bed and soon fell

asleep. On the other hand, the servant waited downstairs all night for her, but the servant didn't see her

descend the stairs.

The following morning, Leanna woke up later than usual. When she went downstairs, Georgina was

having her breakfast. Leanna smiled upon seeing her and said, "Good morning, Miss Crossley."

Georgina gave Leanna an icy stare while ignoring her greeting.

Then, the servant who had been standing by the side quickly retreated.

Leanna advanced two steps before retracing her steps. "By the way, when I returned home last night, I

noticed Mr. Crossley's study door was open. I think you should close it in case something goes

missing."

As she sipped her glass of milk, Georgina said indifferently, "Dad has traveled abroad and will not

return for several days. Perhaps, he forgot to close the door before leaving." After that, she gave her

another glance. "The only other people here besides us are the servants. Do you believe anyone would

attempt to steal from his room?"

Leanna kept her grin permanently affixed to her face. "You should know better." With that, she turned

around and left.

With a stony expression, Georgina slammed the glass of milk down on the table. As it turned out,

Leanna was more intelligent than Georgina had anticipated. How could Leanna resist doing something

she'd always wanted to do? Nonetheless, Georgina had other plans to force her to leave Crossley

Residence.

Leanna had just stepped out of the house and was about to hail a cab when she spotted her Porsche

parked on the shoulder of the road. Then, Aidan's subordinate stepped out of the car and informed her,

"Miss McKinney, President Pearson instructed me to have the car delivered to you."

"Thanks."

After getting inside the vehicle, Leanna turned around to cast a sidelong glance in the direction of the

Crossley Residence, then averted her gaze and drove away.

Since Lloyd's study room is always locked, there is sufficient evidence to conclude that it contains

confidential and significant information. In addition to his cautious nature, it is inconceivable that he

would forget something as substantial as locking the door. Moreover, he is still on a business trip and

will be away for several days. I feel like Georgina has set a trap for me to walk into, but only the naive

will fall for it.

Meanwhile, Leanna had completed several orders over the previous few days, which reduced her

workload significantly and allowed her to relax. She pulled out her phone when she entered the studio

and started mindlessly browsing through Violet's Twitter feed.

Violet's personality was the polar opposite of Georgina's. She loved posting about every aspect of her

life on social media platforms, and she would do so regardless of whether she was traveling abroad or

having afternoon tea with her closest friends.

Although there was no evidence from the organizer that the two judges accepted bribes from Violet,

Leanna had no choice but to drop the matter, but she would not give up without a fight.

As she scrolled through Violet's page, she found nothing of interest and put down her phone. At the

same time, Zoe entered her room and sat down on the couch. "Nana, do you remember my friend

Jamie Collin?"

After giving it some thought, Leanna asked, "The one with whom we had a drink last time?"

"Yes! That's when President Pearson joined us."

Leanna nodded. "Yeah, I do. Why?"

Zoe replied, "She texted me stating that Violet planned to celebrate her birthday with a grand party this

weekend. Jamie is among the many guests who have been invited. She said the event would be

spectacular and asked if I wished to attend. Do you think this is a wonderful opportunity?"

Leanna arched her brow as she had just contemplated the incident involving Violet, but she had not

expected the opportunity to present itself so soon.

Zoe noticed Leanna's expression and inquired, "Shall I inform her that both of us will be attending?"

"Nah. I'll go on my own when the time comes," said Leanna.

"How do you plan to attend?" questioned Zoe.

Leanna grinned. "Doesn't all she wanted for her birthday be a fun-filled celebration? I will bring her a

massive gift. She's not going to stop me from attending, is she?"

Zoe began to wonder what sort of massive gift Leanna would prepare.

…

Soon, it was the weekend. Since Violet was the only girl in her family, and it was her 21st birthday, the

celebration was particularly extravagant. In addition to inviting some well-known celebrities, daughters

of wealthy families, and a few acquaintances, her father also invited many prominent business figures.

However, he did not anticipate receiving a gift from Pearson Group the night before Violet's birthday.

When he realized how expensive the gift was, he reasoned that Aidan was trying to smooth things over

in light of the past events that had placed the two families in an awkward situation. So, he quickly

extended an invitation to Aidan.

Violet was so ecstatic to have received the gift that she immediately posted a tweet about it on Twitter

to show off. Hence, she paid for the promoted trends and tweeted that Pearson Group's president

would spend a substantial amount to impress a beauty.

Many netizens were taken aback by the tweet's shocking content.

'Can you please explain to me what is happening?'

'Good graciousness! How can something with only a thousand views and a few hundred tweets trend in

the top five? If she has the money, she should get plastic surgery.'

'Huh! Can someone please tell me who this woman is?'

'I believe she's the Kramer Family's darling daughter. I overheard a friend mentioning that tomorrow

was her birthday and that she had invited many people, including some reporters, to make it appear as

though they were holding a press conference. Nonetheless, isn't it obvious that she paid to promote the

trend? Unfortunately, nobody has ever heard of her.'

'Haha! What do you mean that President Pearson is trying to impress a beauty? Didn't he just give her

a present under the company's name? I genuinely wonder what goes through Miss Kramer's head.'

'Exactly. What is meant by "impress a beauty"? Surely McK is more attractive than she is, right? I doubt

President Pearson is interested in Miss Kramer unless he is completely blind.'

'I agree! This woman does not even come close to having McK's personality. To put it bluntly, I can't

fathom the mindset of the affluent.'

Everyone who followed the trend criticized Violet, and some even compared her to Leanna to show

how she lacked Leanna's appearance and temperament. As soon as she saw that, she immediately

became enraged, and immediately after that, she demanded that the trend be deleted. Leanna,

Leanna, and more Leanna. It's always that vixen!

The following day, Violet made arrangements with a team of hairstylists and makeup artists to make

her look as stunning as possible. She was already prepared with the appropriate caption to accompany

the post she would make later. Isn't Leanna just a vixen? How can she be better than me?

Soon, night came. When Violet arrived at the hotel, she first went to the area designated for the media

to take some photographs. Afterward, she approached the exquisitely decked-out birthday party setup

and requested that her photographer take additional photographs of her in that setting.

At that moment, many guests also arrived. They all couldn't help but compliment her when they saw

her, "Oh, Violet! You look gorgeous!"

She let out a snort and then continued to strike a pose. "Of course I am!"

Suddenly, another voice chimed in, "Exactly. Violet is the daughter of the Kramers. She'd undoubtedly

look more beautiful than pheasants who try hard to be a phoenix."