Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 3263

Chapter 3263 Tailor Made

"What does that have to do with you? Why are you asking a girl a question like that? That isn't very gentlemanly of you."

Megan did not want to answer his questions, and that was why her response was to question him instead. It seemed like Osmond had found his answer from Megan's momentary hesitation, so he did not insist

on an answer.

He put one of his hands into his pocket and chuckled. "Is that so? I'm sorry, then. I'll be taking my leave to take a look at Mia now."

Then, the sounds of his leather shoes hitting the marble floor echoed in the hallway as he walked away. Once he was gone, Megan turned tense. It seems like he's found out something.

But how? I never mentioned a single word about Jake. Can Osmond really deduce our relationship just by a piece of clothing?

Beside her, Donna watched as various expressions flit across Megan's face. However, she knew not what was going on in the other woman's mind. "Megan, what's the matter? Did Osmond say something earlier?"

As there were other actors who were walking around, it would be inappropriate for Megan to tell her anything. After glancing at her watch, she realized she needed some time to clarify some matters with Jake. "Donna, I'll tell you later. Stay here for now. Look for me when the audition starts."

With that hastily said, Megan darted out of the stadium.

She then took out her phone and called Jake. It took him a while to pick up the call, and the beeping noise frustrated her.

"Hello? What's wrong?"

Jake was sitting in the office on the highest floor of Sky Entertainment when her call came. He was surprised that Megan was calling so soon, as they just had a fight a while ago; he was sure that Megan would not call him until he called her.

Megan went straight to the point. "I have a question for you about the clothes you gifted me. There aren't any of your personal preferences embedded in those clothes, right?

She still remembered the surprised look that Osmond had in his eyes. Hence, she could not help but wonder if those clothes were reminding others who was her sponsor.

If that was the case, it meant that she had been advertising herself as Jake's people the entire day.

It was too embarrassing. If the directors of the industry were to replace out about it, they would start to doubt her capabilities again.

"Personal preferences?" Jake lifted his brow, having not expected that Megan was calling to ask him this. Lowering his voice, he nonchalantly replied, "I don't know."

His refusal to cooperate with her infuriated her. She narrowed her eyes but did her best to tamp down the burning fury in her chest. "Can't you be a little more cooperative? If you're not going to tell me anything I'm going to throw away all those clothes you've given me."

At her threat, Jake clicked his tongue. So she dares to speak like this to me now.

I really can't spoil this woman.

"Fine. Throw them if you want to."

Jake was a domineering man, so he did not put himself in other people's shoes. The moment Megan agitated him, he lashed out.

Right as he was about to end the call, Megan's attitude changed.

Gently, she said, "Wait, this is really important to me."

Megan's knuckles were white from the tight grip she had on her phone. If Jake was in front of her, he would be surprised by the scowl she had on her face.

"Is that so?" Jake muttered, his tone placid. Then, he began mulling over Megan's question.

After a while, a thought entered his mind, and he said, "Most of the clothes were picked by the shop attendant, but there's one tracksuit in there that's tailor-made."

Tailor-made tracksuit?

I've heard of other kinds of tailor-made clothes, but Jake's the first I've ever heard who has gotten a tailor-made tracksuit.