Mr. Billionaire Boundless Love

“It’s no biggie. I’m okay. Besides, I’ve just gone through a life-and-death situation, so I want to make every second of my life count.” She wrote.

Clint smiled. Selene’s writing was very neat, and she paid a lot of attention to detail, just like in her work.

He then put on a more serious expression. “Is there a chance for us?” He asked in the gentlest tone he could muster so as not to destroy the current harmonious atmosphere.

Selene felt surprised and kept silent for a long time. She then started writing again. “I’m very grateful for you saving my life, but I cannot give this another chance. Sorry.”

After finishing, she handed the paper to Clint.

Clint took it and frowned, then he looked at her with an easy expression. “I see.” He had fully expected this answer.

He then stood up, but in the process, his lips brushed against Selene’s by accident.

The accidental ‘kiss’ was as light as a feather, and Selene’s heart started beating faster.

“Selene,” Austin said as he rushed inside the room without knocking at the door. Selene and Clint quickly pulled away from each other. “Am I interrupting something?” Austin asked, raising an eyebrow.

“No,” Clint replied. I was just leaving. Please take care of Selene.”

“I see you’re feeling better,” Austin said. ”Don’t worry, I’ll take care of her.”

Clint left with a troubled look on his face.

Austin handed Selene her computer and sketchbook. “Are you two back together?” He asked.

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“Will you ever get back together?”

Selene shook her head again.

Austin let out a sigh of relief and sat next to her. “To be honest, I know he treats you well, but I don’t think you should get back together. You two come from very different worlds.”

Selene smiled helplessly. She reminded herself of the words she had just heard from Clint’s room.

She closed her eyes and tried to think of something else. She turned on the laptop and logged in to her email.

Normally, even though she created all her dress designs at her store, she had the habit of sending finished designs from her work email to her personal one.

In this case, this habit ended up being her savior, as, despite all her designs having been burnt in the fire, she still had all the sketches and drawings saved digitally.

However, Selene soon realized that something was wrong.

“What the hell?” Selene frowned, furrowing her eyebrows in concentration as she searched through her email. “My designs are gone!”

“What?” Austin said confusedly. “Did you forget to send them over?”

“No way.” She said confidently. ”I’ve always sent every single design draft to my personal email. I’ve never skipped any of them.”

Selene felt at a loss and became very frustrated.

“Let me take a look.” Austin took the laptop and started navigating through her emails. After a while, Austin gave her a look of defeat. “Someone’s hacked into your email and deleted the drafts.”

Selene looked confused for a second but soon realized that only one person would have wanted to do something like this.

And that person was Jennifer Keller.

Of course, Selene thought. Jennifer had been eliminated from the competition and wanted to ruin Selene’s chances of working with JU Brand.

Austin took a worried glance at her. “Don’t worry. I’ll try to track the emails down. But it’s not gonna be easy- the hacker didn’t leave any trace.”

Selene rubbed her face, frustrated and sad. She had accepted Mike’s proposition because she thought she had the designs saved on her email. Making three dresses was something she could have managed to do without any problems if she had the designs for them.

“Who do you think did it?” Austin asked. ”Must be one of the competitors.”

He was breathing hard, and anger etched on his face.

Selene sighed. “No. It was Jennifer Keller.”

“What? The woman who’s been pestering you for years? If I were someone who hits women, I’d beat the crap out of her. Instead, she’s been giving you hell.”

Selene took a deep breath and patted comfortingly on his shoulder. “I’m counting on you with these emails.”

“Don’t worry. I can do it.”

Selene smiled and relaxed. She leaned on Austin’s shoulder and closed her eyes, intending to take a nap.

Austin was busy with the task at hand, clicking and typing away at the keyboard. He smugly glanced at her. “I hope you realize how indispensable I am.” He joked.

“Yes, I do.” Selene nodded.

“Am I more important to you than Clint?”

“Yes, of course.”

Austin grinned and got back to work. A few minutes went by before Austin broke the silence. “But you love him, not me.” He said disappointingly.

Selene froze, unsure what to say, and stayed silent.

Selene was discharged from the hospital two days later. Doctors advised her to stay longer, but she felt that time was of the essence, as there were only five days left for her to hand in her dresses. Mandy had bought most of the materials Selene needed.

Selene went back to her apartment and started to work.

Things didn’t go as smoothly as she had thought. Maybe it was because she had not yet recovered, but her hands kept shaking uncontrollably. As a result, she didn’t even manage to get one dress done on the first day.

Austin didn’t allow her to stay up late. Instead, he would make her go to sleep, but Selene would get back to her work as soon as he left.

By midnight of the second day, the first dress was finished. She put the dress on the mannequin but found that it was not as good as what she had done before.

She had always been very confident in her ability, but right now, she was very frustrated.

Maybe she would lose the opportunity to ever work with JU Brand.

Looking at the subpar dress, Selene pulled it down, threw it on the floor, and angrily stamped on it.

Someone knocked at the door. Selene took a deep breath and walked to the door. She was expecting it to be Austin. “Why are you back? I was on my way to bed.”