Chapter 37

Leander strolled into the design department wearing a sleek black silk shirt and beige tailored pants. His pace was casual, but every step carried authority. As he walked straight up to Vanessa and pulled her into his arms, the entire room froze, eyes wide in disbelief. Like a silent shield, he wrapped an arm around her, locking his sharp gaze onto Ben. "M-Mr. Steele?" Ben stuttered, sweat already dripping from his forehead. Ever since he'd taken over the factory, this man rarely showed up in person-usually just showed some face for formalities, never actually getting involved. But now... He couldn't believe it-Vanessa was the mysterious fiancée of him? The one everyone gossiped about non-stop? And Leander, the one rumored to keep women at arm's length, actually treated her like treasure. That kind of closeness... no way their relationship wasn't real. Even if he had backing from above, going head-to-head with Leander still wouldn't end well. He shot Rosie a harsh glare. This whole mes