Chapter 80 Lauraâs P.O.V.
âBright?â
My breath hitched.
He stood there, rigid, the fury on his face unmistakable. His jaw clenched, fingers curled into tight fists at his sides. He wasnât supposed to be back for another week. So why was he her My stomach twisted as realization struckâhe saw the news.
âPardon my offense, Mr. Bright. It was all in the past. I have changed.
Now, I am trying...â
Leo boasted about his revolution, calling it his redemption, but Bright didnât trust his words.
âDrop your act, Leo. I have known you since college. A dogâs tail can be straightened but not you.
You will never change!â
As this conversation crossed the boundary of manners, I chimed in as a moderator.
âLeo is right, Bright. Melody plotted against me and got punished. Leo is striving his best to pay for his criminal negligence.
Shouldnât we be more compassionate?â
-Forcing a warm smile, I spoke gently.
âIf someone realizes their mistakes and attempts to repent, we should give him a chance after his painstaking efforts, Bright.
Thatâs how life goes on beautifully. Itâs good to be more flexible,â
Chapter 80 I averted my face towards Bright, tricking Leo, and got an immediate result. From the corners of my eyes, I witnessed Leoâs venomous smirk, he mocked Bright by raising his brow.
The vein pulsating on Brightâs forehead gave away his restraint as he formally bid farewell to that sly fox, maintaining his composure. If I were in his place, I would have shown my middle finger to Leo, but Brightâs maturity level was exemplary.
Keeping his anger in check, his voice was devoid of emotions when he voiced his concerns back in my office.
âItâs not my place to comment on your personal matters.
But please, Laura!
Donât trust Leo again. He hasnât changed a bit.â
Brightâs special quality to keep calm despite fury deeply moved my heart. I praised him.
âYou can interfere in my personal matters, Mr. Gentleman. I wonât mind.â
Biting my lips with a mischievous grin, I teased Bright, but he rolled his eyes at me.
âOh, really?
Then what was with that honeyâsweet voice and addressing him as Leo, not Mr. Leo?â
What?
Brightâs observation of small details raced my heart, he was certainly jealous of Leo. Overjoyed by this realization, I asked him.
âAm I smelling something sour in the air?
Oh, itâs your Bright and I looked at each other and burst into a fit of laughter, his improved mood gave me some courage to pour my heart out.
âI donât have any proof yet, but I strongly believe that Mr. Leo is cooking something behind Chapter Bo our backs.
It was just my method to check his next move. I want to be one step ahead from him.â
But Bright thought that it was unsafe to be around Leo, given that he was a wounded lion right now.
âI respect your opinion, Laura. But you should stay cautious, playing with fire is never advisable in any circumstance.â
Bright promised to trust me, his unwavering support calmed a part of my soul. It was such a blessing to meet him in this decisive phase of my life.
The new contract with Leo was a milestone in our journey, he took part in the legal proceedings to prove his sincerity. His fans protested his demotion, taking it as an offensive move from our side. They were advocating for his old contract as a Diamond category player.
Leoâs humble statement was the only thing that could subside their fury.
âI am truly grateful to Miss Laura and the LB foundation for continuing their collaboration. It may look excessive to my fans, but please remember.
One must lose his most prized possession to express his loyalty. Hopefully, everyone will encourage my vindication.â
All the people watching the live stream of our announcement were spellâbounded by Leoâs heart touching story. He weaved a silk web of twisted narrative, playing with his fanâs emotions. His efforts were widely acknowledged by his followers.
I hadnât arranged a proper presser, but the media exposure was mindâblowing. My company got remarkable limelight without spending a single penny.
On the other hand, Leo considered this live stream from my office more intimate, he was all smiles.
âItâs way better than facing nosy journalists, guests, and days of planning for the press conference. Itâs indeed a tiring task to be at a formal event.
Chapter 80 Look just a cell phone on a stand, and we all are set here. No doubt, you have taken a great initiative to save time to maximize playersâ performance.
âof course, players should be spared from media hype.â I agreed with him, âThey must focus on their game only. Itâs their agencyâs responsibility to manage a schedule for them.â
Our amiable conversation proceeded with current affairs, discussing upcoming events, Leo mentioned the auction ceremony next weekend âAre you going to the charitable auction on Saturday, Miss Laura?â
I had received the invitation, but I wasnât feeling like going, so I responded to him honestly.
âIt depends on my spare time, Leo. You are aware of my companyâs workload.â
As Leo was actively participating in public service events, he began to lecture me about the significance of such gatherings.
âYou can ignore other parties, but this auction?â Leo leaned in slightly, his voice a low murmur, almost conspiratorial. âThis one is a onceâinâaâlifetime opportunity, Miss Laura.â
Something flickered in his gazeânot invitation, but challenge.
I smiled back, neutral yet unyielding. âIâll see if I have time.â