Chapter 184

His voice was as cool as steel and just as deadly. Orla could feel it piercing her pride, taking a shimmering bead of its life force as though it were a trophy. Now that he had savored his pleasure in wounding her, no doubt he would close in for the kill and tell her that he wasn’t going to give her the contract.

She lifted her chin and told him proudly, 'I don't see the point in prolonging this conversation, since it's obvious that you don't have any intention of commissioning me to work for you as an interior designer.'

Arni acknowledged that he certainly didn’t want to do so now that he knew who she was. But there was the delicate matter of losing face—both for Karan and, in a roundabout way, for Arni himself.

Karan might be a very junior partner in their current venture, but he would be within his rights to question why Arni had rejected Orla after allowing the negotiations to get this far. Karan would be personally insulted, and while Arni was too rich and too powerful to worry a