Chapter 62 The puppy regretted and felt sad...
Mrs. Irin didn't expect that just after she arrived at the hotel to have a meal, Leo and his men caught up with her and invited her back to Irin.
As he led her into the house, Leo, a man known for his ruthless nature, showed a rare bit of vulnerability.
He said: "I did something that disappointed her. I want to change and apologize, but she doesn't want to see me now."
"I can feel that she is unhappy, but I don't know how to persuade her. You have been through more than us. I would like to trouble you to persuade her."
It was the first time that Mrs. Irin saw Leo look so bad. He looked as pale and gray as a statue standing on the shore, and his voice was extremely hoarse.
She looked at Leo carefully. She hadn't seen Leo in the past two years. She had only heard of his vicious reputation. All those who had dealt with him would unconsciously reveal a bit of fear on their faces when they mentioned Leo. It was said that his methods of killing were cruel and terrible, and his mind was deep. No one could snatch the cargo ship from him.
Even Leo, who is cruel to himself and others, feels so painful when he is rejected by the one he loves.
Mrs. Irin sighed. She looked at Leo's haggard face and found it hard to match the man in front of her with the legendary hero.
"It's okay. I'll help you persuade her, but don't expect me to persuade her to forgive you."
"I understand," Leo raised the corners of his lips slightly, "I just want her to be happier, happier, and not be sad because of the stupid things I did."
Mrs. Irin nodded, and after a moment's hesitation, she continued:
"I had a wonderful relationship with Edward, but we were not on the same path after all. If we are really not suitable, there is no need to force it. Everyone has their own destiny."
What she said was very pertinent, full of earnest advice from someone who has been through it all to give to young people. Moreover, she had watched Irene and Leo grow up along the way, so when she looked at them, she naturally felt a little like an elder.
When we are young and energetic, we always think that only what we say makes sense, and we never think about the impact our words and actions will have on others.
Saving face, wanting dignity, holding one's breath... young people always miss out on what they really want because of these things that seem unimportant in the future.
How close they were on the boat.
Mrs. Irin felt very upset. Although they had not met much, she could tell from Irin's eyes that the girl was a strong person. But suddenly, the person she had protected under her wings became many times stronger than herself, while she had stagnated in the past few years.
Just by thinking about it, Mrs. Irin could understand how sad Irene was, but Leo couldn't.
"I won't force it." Leo politely helped Mrs. Irin push open the curtain at the corner and said calmly, "I will find a way to make her forgive me. We are a perfect match."
Mrs. Irin didn't know that Irene was not from this era, but he knew it.
He was the muse she had been looking for after traveling through two centuries, so how could he be easily kicked out?
He clearly remembered the surprise in her eyes when she first saw him. He had hugged her, curled up in the narrow carriage to keep warm, and bit her lips like a beast when he was angry.
Memories of the past cannot be erased, nor can his existence be eliminated.
Irene can only be his lover, there will be no other choice between them.
Mrs. Irin shook her head helplessly and turned back into the room.
It’s not that she doesn’t think highly of Irene and Leo, it’s just that in the past five years, Leo has become accustomed to controlling the lives of others. Can he change the habits he has developed over the years for Irene?
*
The not-too-bright candlelight reflected on Irene's smooth skin, flickering and looking as if she would disappear from the room in the next second.
Irin twisted the ring on her finger repeatedly, so focused that she didn't even notice Madam Irin enter the room.
"You can't blame me for not knocking. I knocked several times, but no one answered me. The doorknob worked, so I came in."
Suddenly, a stranger's voice was heard in the room. Irene was startled and suddenly woke up from her emotions. But when she saw that it was Mrs. Irin, she breathed a sigh of relief and said angrily, "Aren't you afraid of scaring me?"
"That's not the case." Madam Irin waved her hand and said with a smile, "You are such a brave girl, how could you be easily scared by me? I heard Leo say that it was you who set the fire and rescued him from the attic."
When she heard Leo's name, Irene's expression became noticeably darker. She reluctantly responded, "I was still young and brave at that time. I felt sorry for him when I saw him locked in a cage. I didn't think too much about it and took him with me when I ran away."
"He was holding a gun to my head at the time," Irene tried to make her tone more relaxed, raising her hand and making a gun gesture, "That's it, that's what he does when he gets angry."
Mrs. Irin was surprised and said, "He can still be so reckless sometimes. I thought that those thoughtful people had been thinking carefully since they were in their mother's womb. I didn't expect that he only developed this skill in the past few years."
Irene was silent for a long time, so long that Mrs. Irin even wanted to change the subject quickly to prevent Irene from being immersed in her own emotions from time to time.
She stood up and pulled the light cord hanging on the table. With a slight tug, the room became brighter. Irene spoke in a low voice, lost in the light.
"Yes, people always change, even the most childish children will grow up."
It was really impossible to talk about Leo anymore. Mrs. Irin immediately changed the subject and asked,
"I heard you wanted to open a store? Where, New York, Rochester, or New Orleans?"
"I wanted to open a store in New Orleans," Erin said with a wry smile.
"But now I think it's more appropriate to live in New York. The economy there is better and it's the core area of national development. People there have higher requirements for clothing. In a place like New Orleans, people can't even get enough food, let alone buy clothes."
Knowing the current situation, why did you want to open a store in New Orleans in the first place?
Mrs. Irin sighed silently in her heart and continued:
"New York is indeed more suitable. I have been there to find several stores that I would like to cooperate with. They are doing pretty good business and making a lot of money. The most important thing is that they are making money from both ends. On the one hand, they run clothing factories to mass-produce sturdy and durable clothes for the poor. On the other hand, they enter the upper class and work hard to earn the money of the rich. They run salons, do beauty treatments, and hire movie stars to advertise. It's really exciting."
Mrs. Irin spoke with great interest, and it was clear that she did have a lot of experience in this area.
Irene temporarily put aside everything related to Leo and chatted with Mrs. Irin about work plans and content, focusing on asking about the current popular styles.
"Poor girls need pants, and rich young ladies want exquisite and beautiful dresses. It depends on what kind of business you want to do."
Irene answered without hesitation: "I still want to do couture. I like to make unique clothes."
"Oh, right," Irene slapped her forehead and said in annoyance, "I was thinking of making you a black long skirt before, but I was always interrupted by trivial matters. After the shop opens this time, I will definitely make you a skirt first."
"You'd better hurry up, Edward's death anniversary is coming soon, and I can wear it just in time to see him," Mrs. Irin said seriously.
Who can resist laughing out loud?
Irene and Mrs. Irin looked at each other and laughed out loud. Mrs. Irin became so excited that she even drew a lot of popular styles for Irene.
The two talked about the clothing business for a long time until the moon hung over the treetops.
Don't think about Leo for now, nor worry about going back. Irene squinted her eyes and thought briskly that the work and career in front of her are the most important. It has been too long since she heard the pleasant sound of a cloth cutter cutting cloth.
Irene deliberately tried not to think about where her inspiration came from.
Under a tall tree some distance away from the door of the room, Leo leaned against the tree trunk dejectedly, waving at William who was holding a bowl of thick medicine. His desolate back looked like a mountain dog abandoned from the tribe.
*
Half a month later, a new clothing store opened at 127 Fifth Avenue in New York. While it was being renovated, it attracted several wealthy ladies.
The initial investment came from the three thousand dollars that Mrs. Irin gave her five years ago. Leo had never been willing to spend it, but now that Irin was planning to open a store, this became her first capital.
Irene tried her best to spend every penny wisely. In order to buy pearl buttons for five cents cheaper than the market price, she tried to curry favor with the factory manager at the factory gate.
Now, in order to save labor costs, Irene decided to drill holes and hammer in the screws in the wall herself.
When Leo hesitated for a long time before walking into the clothing store with a unique sign, he saw Irene holding a hammer as thick as her arm, hammering the steel nails into the wall with a bang, which looked like they could easily pierce her head.
Leo looked at Irene's hand holding the nail with fear and trepidation. He had good eyesight and could see at a glance the large and small cracks on her hands, some of which were still oozing blood and stained with a layer of white ash from the wall.
There was a layer of white dirt on her hair and apron, making her look extremely pitiful.
Leo suddenly felt a surge of anger towards himself and his brows were tightly furrowed.
"Sister, you really don't need my help?"
The worker behind Irene was so anxious that he almost cried. He was secretly sent by Leo to help Irene with work. Although he looked thin and small, he was actually very strong and knew some kung fu. It was no problem for him to beat up a few ordinary people.
And because this kid looks thin, his wages would naturally be much cheaper than that of ordinary people. This is the main reason why Irene recruited him from the talent market.
It not only provides protection but also helps carry the sacks, so Irene won't get suspicious.
Leo's abacus beads jingled.
But he didn't expect the situation to be like this.
"No, I can do this. Just clean up the garbage and debris on the ground first, and I'll do the rest."
Do you really think she's a fool? Irene complained in her heart. She knew too well how petty these laborers were. They said they were helping with the work, but when they settled the bill in the evening, it would be included in the labor cost separately.
Hammering nails is a job that only skilled workers can do, and the labor cost is twice as much as that of a laborer like Richie.
What if Richie starts to raise the price after he finishes the job?
Irene felt that she was really thoughtful.
He is simply a business genius.
"Bang--" The business wizard complacently hit the round head of the nail with a hammer, but somehow, the nail in his hand seemed to have hit a steel plate and did not move, while Irene herself fell straight back due to the reaction force.
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