Chapter 13

"Leah, Hayden is like a trash I threw away. There's no reason for me to pick him back up again. If you like him, then hold on to him properly."

Lena waved her hand and hailed a taxi.

Her words had undoubtedly caught Leah off guard.

"Lena, how can you say that? You chased after Hayden for so many years and did so many embarrassing things. How come you don't want him? Clearly, he doesn't like you. He even told me in bed that he never once kissed you. How could you be so completely unattractive?"

Lena's hand was already resting on the taxi door at this moment, and she smiled a little upon hearing Leah's words.

"If a woman's attractiveness is measured by how many times she's been slept with, then wouldn't prostitutes be the most charming of all? Have you never considered that maybe it's just because they're easy?"

This remark was a roundabout way of cursing Leah.

Leah's face instantly turned pale, as she was struck in her sore spot.

"You!"

She raised her hand to slap Lena, but Lena grabbed her wrist.

Lena looked at Leah's furious face. Lena herself showed no emotions in her eyes.

The calmer and more composed Lena was, the more pathetic Leah seemed.

She flung Leah's hand away. "I already said I'll give Hayden to you, but it seems like you're not satisfied. Don't you like Hayden? Are you just enjoying the thrill of competing with me for things?"

Leah's face turned even paler, and she tightly pursed her lips.

Meanwhile, Lena ignored her and got into the taxi directly, instructing the driver to start driving.

Leah stood still, trembling with anger in her chest.

Lena had to be pretending! How could she possibly not care about Hayden?

Ha, she'd probably sneak off to some quiet place and cry by herself, just like usual.

Thinking this made Leah feel much better.

Just at this moment, Hayden called her, "Leah, where are you? Have you arrived?"

Leah's eyes started welling up with tears. "I just ran into Lena, and she scolded me. I'm fine, I'm almost there."

Hayden heard the tears in her voice and panicked instantly. "What did Lena do to you again?! Why is she such a bitch?!"

"Hayden, I'll arrive in 10 minutes. Don't argue with Lena again. It'll only end up hurting me."

"You... You are just too kind. Forget it, come over here. Don't let her affect your appetite."

Leah felt even more satisfied. A man who treated Lena like trash worshipped her. This stark contrast made her feel like she was far better than Lena.

She thought, "Lena, keep pretending. Soon, you won't even be able to cry."

***

Lena arrived at Palm Bay. The largest villa was situated deep inside. It was surrounded by several thousand square feet of gardens, isolating it from the other properties, and making it look even more prestigious.

After she got out of the car, she waited outside the big iron gate, holding her prepared resume in her hand.

She had a hunch that the reason her application was rejected was either because James had tampered with it or because it was Hunter's decision.

However, a man as prideful as Hunter wouldn't bother using such underhanded tactics. It was most likely James' doing.

Lena stood there and waited. She waited for four entire hours.

At ten o'clock in the evening, she finally saw Hunter's car slowly driving in.

Lena's eyes lit up. Ignoring the instinctive fear in her heart towards him, she quickly approached.

There was a sharp braking sound.

The car stopped in front of her, and the car window rolled down.

"Mr. Reid."

Hunter sat by the window, his tone cold and indifferent. "What's the matter?"

"I submitted ten job applications to the Reid Group today, but all of them were rejected."

She spoke with sincerity, "I believe I fully meet your company's hiring requirements. I reviewed the Reid Group's recent bidding plans and saw one involving a government partnership for Mossfell's agricultural assistance program. I put together this proposal in just a few hours. Mr. Reid, I hope you'll take a look at it. If given the chance, I'm willing to personally oversee the project in Mossfell."

These agricultural assistance projects were usually thankless tasks. To put it bluntly, they were just a way for companies to polish their image. Later, when they wanted to collaborate with the government again, they could make use of these projects to gain more benefits and resources.

People assigned to agricultural assistance projects must be able to endure hardship—after all, Mossfell was notoriously remote and underdeveloped.

Lena stood outside the car, her eyes bright. She slightly bowed her body, looking at the person inside the car with such hope.

Very few men could resist her gaze.

Hunter averted his gaze, his Adam's apple moving slightly.

After a few seconds, he finally spoke, "For his sake, you've changed a lot this time."