Chapter 366 Regret
Myron's brow furrowed when he heard that. "So, Sunshine is you?"
Luann nodded. "Yep."
Myron was stunned. "So, when I bought jewelry by Sunshine, I was actually buying your work and giving it to you?"
Luann patted him on the shoulder with a serious face. "You got it! But hey, the money still ended up in my pocket."
Myron raised his hand. "Wait, I need a moment."
Even with his complex background, this was a lot to take in. Luann sat quietly, giving him time to process.
"So, the designer of Sunflower is just you?" he asked.
Myron had bought items from this brand many times. He noticed that apart from the pieces marked by Sunshine, no other designer names were listed. People had questioned this, but Sunflower claimed the designer wanted to stay anonymous. It seemed odd that all designers would feel the same way. Now, he understood—they were all Luann.
"No, there are two," Luann smiled. "Holly handles cosmetics. Lipsticks, foundations, etc., are all her designs."
She pulled out a compact powder. "Our Sunflower logo is a small sun, but Holly's cosmetics have a tiny 'H' inside the sun. See?"
Inside the small sun, there was indeed an 'H' for Holly.
Myron was quiet momentarily before replying, "I've never bought these, so I didn't notice." He cleared his throat. "So, that's why you never revealed the designers."
Luann shrugged. "Yeah. As Sunflower grew, we sold more stuff. If I used different names for jewelry, clothing, and perfume, it would be too confusing. Plus, I don't do interviews, so the name isn't that important."
Myron nodded. "Makes sense."
He lightly tapped her head. "I'm curious how you manage all this. Can you handle it?"
Luann smiled. "It's fine. I know a lot."
When Alvin asked for her help, she had a stack of clothing sketches ready for him.
Myron pulled her into his arms, resting his chin on her shoulder. "I thought I married an ordinary woman. Turns out, you're brilliant."
No wonder Williams was so reluctant to let go, coming all the way from abroad to keep an eye on Luann. Wherever she was, everything else seemed to fade.
Luann wasn't just beautiful; she was talented, too. The more she showed it, the more captivating she became.
Her laughter was light and pleasant. She patted Myron's back. "Hey, stop buttering me up. I know how powerful that auction house behind you is."
Even Jones was wary of it, which said a lot.
Myron kissed her cheek tenderly. He thought, 'No matter how smart someone is, they have to work hard to achieve so much. For Luann to know all this, she must have been trained from a young age. How else could she have accomplished so much by twenty-two?'
He silently vowed to let Luann do what she loved and live a happy, carefree life.
"What's wrong?" Luann sensed something was off with Myron.
"Nothing," he said softly.
"Need me to go with you?"
Luann shook her head. "No, I can handle it."
"Okay."
The next day at the company, a crowd blocked the entrance. Familiar faces, red with emotion, were chattering.
"Mr. Curtis, we shouldn't have doubted you!"
"I thought the company had potential, but everyone else was quitting, so I followed."
"I've been at the new company, and the atmosphere is terrible. Aspire Securities is the best fit for me."
"Mr. Curtis, please forgive us!"
"Yeah, Mr. Curtis, if you're mad, let us come back and help!"
"I'll even give up my first month's salary!"
These were the folks who had resigned earlier. When they found out Aspire Securities bounced back and made a lot of money in just four days, they regretted leaving. So, they came back, pleading.
Lisa yawned. "Are you done? If so, leave. We have work to do."
The other employees smirked. "Yeah, you're wasting our time. Can you compensate for our losses?"
"Just so you know, those of us who stayed got a thousand-dollar raise."
The ex-employees at the door were burning with jealousy.
Joshua looked up from his computer, disdainful. "Don't get in my way! You chose to leave, so stick with it. Don't make me look down on you! You were so decisive when you left. Why come back now? Go away!"
The crowd persisted. "Please, Mr. Curtis, we know we were wrong."
"We regret it."
Joshua waved his hand. Lisa shut the door, cutting off the noise.
Outside, the ex-employees started arguing.
"It's your fault! If you hadn't incited us to quit, this wouldn't have happened!"
"We should have stayed with the company!"
"Blaming me? I didn't force you! Can't make your own decisions and blame others!"
"My salary, oh."
