The Wood family owed everything they had to the Jenkins family.
To them, Ronald wasn't just an honored guest. He was untouchable. Especially after inheriting the Jenkins empire at 18.
I just never expected he and Stanford were close enough for Stanford to ask him for help.
As I was lost in thought, Ronald's calm voice came from above me.
"I suppose this time, you don't have a reason to turn me down."
He lowered his gaze, his expression unreadable as always.
I remembered the first dress I'd ever designed after entering the industry. His mother had loved it.
Back then, I was still working in Wood Group's Design Department.
Ronald had personally invited me to join his group, one of the world's top luxury fashion houses.
I wanted to go. I really did.
But Ivan had just taken over as C
