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Chapter 62 - Dreams Come True

- Lаila, - Defne said only with lips and squeezed Omer's elbow. He looked at her questioningly. Pointing to him with her eyes at the girl in the corner, she said: - Look, is it Lаila? Her face, but her hair ... and how could she be here?

Omer peered intently in the indicated direction. A different hair color, a different style of clothing, but there was no doubt Lаila standing next to an imposing man with a mockingly disdainful face and a woman who looked like a plastic doll with a diamond necklace.

- What is she doing here? - Defne whispered and frowned. She had already forgotten about the snake, but she, like a devil from a snuff box, jumped out right in front of her nose.

Ahtem cаme next to Iplikci. Putting his hands in his pockets, he looked in the same direction where Omer and Defne were looking and said:

- Did you notice too?

- Laila? - Omer asked through clenched teeth.

"And those who are next to her," Ahtem answered gloomily.

- Who's next to her? - Defne asked.

- Hussein and Hazal Chatay. Owners of the Turkish Gold Company.

A worry sounded in Ahtem's voice, and Defne felt cold in her stomach. She did not know the owners, but she didn't hear good reviews about Turkish gold.

Meanwhile, the Chatay couple, noticing the attention of Iplikci and Ahtem Minibaev, went straight to them. Laila, ostentatiously shaking her satin-covered hips, followed.

"Nice evening, isn't it? - the man began, smiling smugly. - Let me introduce myself, Hussein Chatay. And this is my wife Hazal and the director of concepts of our company, Ms. Laila.

"Omer Iplikci," Omer introduced himself, but Defne just nodded her head. She didn't like this silicone pair and to hell the politeness! She will not introduce herself to them. Ahtem also stood in silence and only fixed his eyes on those who approached. Omer gave Laila a dismissive glance and asked Hussein Chatay: - When you hire employees, aren't you interested in recommendations? Or at least look into the Black List of employees? I think you would read a lot of interesting things there about your new concept director.

Chatay waved his hand lightly and replied:

- Hazal and I don't dwell on such nonsense. One did not think the worker fits, but another was delighted with his quick wit and creativity.

- More precisely, unscrupulousness and a tendency to intrigue, - said Omer ironically.

- You see how you can evaluate the same qualities in different ways, - Chatay laughed.

Laila supported him with a malicious laugh and looked into the eyes of the former boss. Omer's hands were itching to grip her neck. But he only gave her a scornful look and turned away.

Hazal Chatay examined the jewelry on Defne's chest and asked her:

"Is this your design, Mrs. Iplicki?"

Defne nodded restrainedly and replied:

- Yes. Necklace from my debut collection.

Silicone lips curled into a mocking grin.

- It is noticeable that from a debut, - Defne straightened, but Omer squeezed her elbow, silently urging not to react to the provocation. And meanwhile the sarcastic bitch continued: - I've already seen a similar necklace somewhere.

- Not in the collection of Turkish gold by any chance? - Ironically asked Omer and added coldly: - All the best! Since it is Defne who is the designer of the shoes on display now, we would like to see the show.