Chapter 1257 Arrogant And Rude Clyde


    Clyde seemed to be unaware of J''s displeasure. shing his usual gentle smile, he attempted


    once again to give J the flowers.


    "Please take the flowers, Miss White. If you have any ideas about promoting your studio, we can sit


    down and discuss it," Clyde offered like a gentleman.


    J was almostughing from irritation.


    Although Clyde imed he only came to visit, the promotion was the only thing that came out of his


    mouth.


    Since he came in, she had told him countless times that she wasn''t interested in that kind of


    publicity. Was it that hard to understand?


    With a step back, she pushed away the flowers Clyde had ced in her face. "Mr. Lambert, please


    go and take your journalist friends with you. Today is a busy day and I''m afraid I had no time to


    entertain you," J said bluntly.


    Still, Clyde seemed to miss the meaning of her words. He shrugged her refusal off and continued to


    persuade J in a serious tone.


    "Miss White, are you sure you want to pursue your design for that old woman? You''ve already


    designed clothes for an old woman before. It''ll lose its novelty once you do it again. You won''t profit


    much from this project."


    J didn''t even have the chance to reply. He gave her a small smile and continued, "Don''t worry, I


    will let the reporters know that you refused the old woman''s order to raise the threshold of your


    design."


    A cold expression settled on J''s face.


    Now she could tell that Clyde was essentially a very arrogant and rude person who, deep down,


    despised the unpretentious elderly woman.


    A person like Clyde was not someone she could go along with.


    But Clyde had helped her once and she couldn''t discount that. So, J reeled her anger in and


    politely said, "Mr. Lambert, there''s no need for you to worry about my business. Please leave as


    soon as possible."


    Clyde stared at J''s somewhat angry expression with interest. For some reason, he felt even


    more drawn to her.


    J was indeed different from the averagedy from a prestigious family. Not only did she voice


    out her opinions, but she was also so adorable when she was angry.


    J felt very ufortable under Clyde''s suggestive gaze.


    She frowned, just about topletely lose her temper and drive him away when the studio


    suddenly turned dark. All the lights went out.


    The entire studio was plunged into darkness.


    A flurry of steps sounded, then Lexi''s panicked voice came. "Boss, bad news! The power is out! We


    need to call a repairman to fix it."


    Before J could react, Lexi turned to Clyde with an apologetic look and said, "I''m sorry, Mr.


    Lambert, and to everyone. The power in the studio suddenly went out. We won''t be able to ept


    any interviews or publicity today. Please go back first."


    Clyde didn''t budge, however. He still attempted to stay. "Never mind the lights, we can go outside to


    continue the interview. Now..."


    A cracking sound brought Clyde to an abrupt stop.


    In the dim light, Lexi shook her coffee mug apologetically. "I''m sorry, Mr. Lambert, the studio is too


    dark and I couldn''t see. I identally spilled


    coffee on your face. You''ll forgive me, right?"


    Clyde was left standing in the same spot, covered in coffee. Thick liquid dripped from his hair and


    face and Lexi knew full well how sticky it would be. Most of all, it was extremely embarrassing.


    He had every reason to believe that this little brat had done it deliberately!


    The embarrassed look on Clyde''s face made J burst intoughter. The anger she was tightly


    holding down dissipated.


    She swallowed to suppress herughter. "Mr. Lambert, I suggest your return home and change your


    clothes."


    Clenching his fist, Clyde did his best to hold back his anger but it was a struggle. Fortunately, he


    managed to resist the urge to explode at J''s assistant right there and then.


    He had to maintain a good impression in front of J. He couldn''t let his emotions take over!


    "Alright then." Taking a deep, calming breath, Clyde forced a smile. "I''ll be on my way now. But I''ll


    be back to chat with you again some other day, Miss White."


    N?velDrama.Org is the owner.


    He wanted toe back again?


    What a joke!


    J cursed silently.


    Clyde casually put the flowers on a table before leaving with the big group of reporters.


    In the dim light, J nced at the table where the flowers were and felt her annoyance return.


    "Mr. Lambert, wait!" She called after him.


    Hopeful, Clyde turned around with excitement.


    Did J change her mind and want him to stay?


    J didn''t beat around the bush. She threw the flowers directly back to Clyde, the corners of her


    lips lifting a little. "You should take the flowers back


    with you. I don''t need them."


    Rejection hit Clyde like a truck. He hold the flowers in his hands and finally recognized that he didn''t


    have a chance. J wasn''t only refusing the flowers he gave her, she was also refusing him.


    No matter how thick-skinned Clyde was, at that moment his face turned lividpletely.


    He had never been so humiliated in his life!


    Between gritted teeth, he uttered an abrupt "Goodbye" and rushed out of the studio, taking the


    journalists with him.


    Relief shot up J''s body as she watched Clyde flee. It was oddly refreshing to see.