The dinner started quietly, with only a few exchanges between Zoren and Patricia. It wasn’t until they were in the middle of the meal that the conversation picked up.
"I see..." Zoren nodded. "So you had your own boutique?"
"Yes," Patricia replied with a proud grin. "And all of them were my designs."
During their first meeting, all they had talked about was something... trivial. More like general stories about themselves and a little bit about the past. Now, they were delving deeper into each other’s backgrounds—like a real date.
"So far, everything is great!" she continued. "Some of my friends supported my brand and even promoted it, even though I never asked them to do that."
"Oh?" Zoren nodded in understanding. "You have nice friends."
Nice? Patricia almost sneered at the thought.
"We just support each other," she said with a smile. "That’s what friends are for."
Zoren nodded, twirling his wine slightly. "And your brother? Has he not supported you? You didn’t mention him in your story."
"Renren, why would I want my brother to meddle with my business?" she pouted. "My brother already has a lot on his plate. Moreover, I want to excel as an individual and not rely on my family’s success!"
"Oh..." His smile stretched with satisfaction, which didn’t escape her notice.
"My brother is dealing with a lot of troublesome bullies in the business industry," she added with a hint of sadness in her voice. "So, I don’t want to burden him."
If Theo Miller had heard her, he would have vomited blood. Everyone knew how Patricia blamed her brother for her unsuccessful business ventures and always lashed out at him because he couldn’t support her business.
"If only I knew, I would’ve called your shop for a few suits," Zoren remarked. "I feel bad that I didn’t know about this until now."
"Don’t feel bad," she waved dismissively. "I didn’t tell you about it at first. I didn’t want to overwhelm you with information about myself."
"Mhm."
Patricia assessed him from head to toe, clearing her throat when she realized it was the best time to bring up some issues. "Actually, Renren... I did mention my brother and some troublemakers..." she trailed off to study his reaction.
However, Zoren’s reaction remained unchanged. That was her cue to continue.
"The problem is, Global Prime Logistics has been blocking our exports because of a problem that happened decades ago," she added, sighing deeply. "I’m not telling you this for any other reason, but because I’m a little upset about it. My brother has been doing business fair and square, but they won’t even cut him some slack. It’s upsetting to watch my brother worry about the family business day and night."
She paused and snapped her eyes up at him. "That’s why I am working hard in my chosen field, because if this continues, our family might..." her voice cracked as a thin layer of tears coated her eyes. She sniffed hard and forced a smile.
"I’m sorry about that," she laughed awkwardly. "It just makes me sad that such cruel people exist. But everything will be fine... hopefully."
"Renren..." Her heart softened with appreciation, and at the same time, with elation. ’This is it...!’
’Just having his permission to use Pierson Corporation and his name... is already something any family would be honored by,’ she thought. ’And he gave that power to me so easily.’
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