My Evil Husband
Two Different People

At the same time, Esme who was being searched was sitting on the back bench of Han Muray's car. Just after from the stage, he casually descended into the underground parking of the first level where Han Muray's driver and car were already waiting.

At first, she planned to remove the veil in public, to tell the world that she was Esme Andreas.

But he thought better than that.even though he was eager to change people's opinions about him, he didn't want to have the spotlight so suddenly and at such a crucial event.

This will attract unwanted problems. Relying on Han Muray's help was the best way for people to find information.

Sitting in the car, Esme took off her veil. Han Muray instructs the driver to activate the car partition so that Esme can change her clothes. And after changing, the partition was disabled again.

Han Muray looked back from the passenger seat in front and asked, “Back or dinner?”

“Go home.”

Jason Hall is also heading to the same place.

As soon as she arrived and entered, she saw Esme sitting on the living room sofa, drinking the green tea that Emilia had made for her.

Jason's footsteps stopped as soon as he saw this woman and looked at her.

Esme watched him, smiled and asked, “Why do you see me like that?”

Jason Hall walked towards him. The man's gaze grew deeper as if it could penetrate into Esme's mind.

Jason's fingers pinched his chin. With a light voice, his low voice exuded certainty as he exclaimed, “That's you!”

Esme pretends to be innocent. “What do I do?”

“Esme Andreas, you can quit your acting! The number seventy-eight model is you!” Jason Hall was very confident.

Emilia who was standing not far from there silently was a little surprised! Even his eyeballs looked like they were about to fall as he gaped at Esme.

He had watched the show live on television before. That model is like a fairy. How could that be her Miss? Emilia's gaze quietly shifted towards a bag near Esme.

Could it be that inside the bag was that pretty dress just now?

“So, what if it's me?” Esme. He hated Jason pinched his chin as much as he wanted.

A flash of surprise flashes in Jason's eyes. “You designed that dress?”

A beautiful piece of dress is. Forget the professional designer, even the class designer may not be able to design it perfectly.

The hairstyles, accessories, and shoes worn complement the overall appearance. And Jason knows since the model showed up, the first champion wasn't himself.

“If I say no, do you believe?” Esme smiled indifferently.

Jason researched in detail as Esme clasped the bag beside him. Although Esme is conscious, she doesn't stop Jason.

The man picked it up, opened the bag and looked at the contents in his bag.

It was the same dress. Even the shoes and accessories are inside.

“Esme Andreas.” Jason Hall asked with a cold smile. “When did you start learning to design?”

“Design depends on inspiration. When inspiration comes, I know and make it. No need to learn.”

“What a snobbish and arrogant tone.”

“I've always been arrogant and arrogant. Young Master Hall already knows this very well.”

Jason Hall put down the bag and his hand once again pinched Esme's chin. His head slightly lowered, he asked with a suspicious tone. “Who are you really?”

Emilia. What kind of question is that?

Esme looked into Jason's eyes quietly. “I am the arrogant Esme Andreas. Fucking daughter Roy Andreas, the wife you hate.”

“You like ... two different people with previous.”

“You have managed to make me see you from another point of view.”

“Thank you.”

Jason removed his hand from Esme's chin and sat on the other side of the sofa lazily. One leg dangles to the other side. “Why didn't you choose the company for the rights to the design sale?”

This way he can earn a lot of money.

Esme set her hair that reached the front line and replied lightly, “I haven't thought about it yet and don't want to think about it. The reason I entered this competition was because I didn't want Layla to win first place.”

Jason did not want to answer.

Esme gave him a charming smile and asked him. “Because of me, Hall Industry lost in the first place. Don't you hate me?”

“Boring questions.”

Esme's pretty eyes blinked. What is boring?

“Excluding you, Hall Industry could not win first place.”

Still staring at Jason, Esme said, “No matter what, Hall Industry won something. So the designer is very contributing. Aren't you supposed to join Layla in celebrating the victory this time?”

Jason replied with annoyance. “Do you prefer I accompany him?”

“You always enjoy it, don't you?”

Even more sharply he looked at Esme. “Did I ever say with my own mouth that I like Layla Andreas?”

Esme is confused, quickly searching for memories of her original body owner.

It seems .. Jason never said that himself.

Jason likes Layla. This assumption was formed due to the influence of others, and the one person who hit that fact on his head was Clara. But Esme now doesn't like to babble. Whoever Jason likes, there's no connection with him.

Since Esme did not reply, she said again, “You really have no plans of selling the production rights for the dress?”

“No.”

“All your actions are basically to change everyone's opinion on you. Why don't you open the veil in front of everyone and acknowledge your identity?”

Esme blinked her eyes innocently. His current attitude was very relaxed without any burden. “Why should I wash my reputation? Am I very dark?”

The doubts and questions on Jason's face thickened.

Esme smiled shyly at him, “Do you want to buy the rights from me?”

Jason only showed a flat expression. It was hard to guess what the man was thinking.

Esme continued again, “Muray Group also wants to buy the rights from my hands.”

“You agree?”

On the business front, Jason likes to compete openly. Moreover, the rights were in Esme's hands. But in his mind, he would definitely strangle Esme if he knew Esme was cooperating with the Muray Group. But ... he added again, “Actually, you can open your own studio.”

Esme. This suggestion far surpassed the scope of his imagination. It had crossed his mind that Jason would definitely force him to cooperate with Hall Industry, but the man gave another solution.

“I have no brains for business.” Esme shrugged her shoulders.

“I can teach you.”

Esme was both surprised and confused. “Jason Hall, why don't you let me into Hall Industry?”

Is it because there's Layla in the Industry Hall?

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