Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots-Chapter 529 - 316 Xiaojiang, the son-in-law, takes a fall from the horse!

Mr. Borden’s studio stood out among the buildings in the bustling commercial district at the city center.

Its long, slender architecture, entirely covered with a glass exterior, was so distinctive that Xu He didn’t need to ask around; she spotted her destination from afar.

After getting out of the car, Xu He glanced at her assistant dragging a suitcase and carrying bags large and small.

Such an entourage hardly seemed fitting for a lady of high society; in her circles, even for a casual visit, there would typically be three or four nannies and bodyguards in tow.

But Xu He didn’t care for such matters. To her, nothing was more important than efficiency.

Little Tiangao was persistent in that same way.

But her assistant carrying so many things was indeed not appropriate for meeting Mr. Borden.

"You go ahead to the hotel and handle the check-in. I’ll go see Mr. Borden myself," she said.

The assistant was stunned, "Mrs. Xia, that won’t do. How can you go by yourself? If anyone should go, it should be me..."

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There was a smile on Xu He’s face, but her tone was resolute, "Alright, let’s not waste time. I’ll go on ahead."

Xu He adjusted her clothes and walked into the studio building.

Unsurprisingly, her unannounced visit was promptly intercepted by the receptionist.

Xu He earnestly stated her purpose in fluent French, which would have surprised even Xia Yuzheng if he heard her.

Before marrying into the Xia family, she, too, was a top scholar from a girls’ school.

The receptionist, observing this elegant and dignified lady, was eager to help but powerless, "I am sorry, Miss Xu, but we have a policy. Without an appointment, you cannot enter."

Xu He expressed understanding and gestured toward a very simple bench outside the lobby door, "May I wait for him there?"

The bench was outside the lobby, exposed to the wind and sun, though it wasn’t under their management, "You could, but Mr. Borden might not come out at all, and even if he does, he’s unlikely to meet with you..."

The receptionist’s words were tactful, but in reality, they were certain that Mr. Borden would not agree to see her.

Such gentle refusals didn’t deter Xu He. She lowered her eyelids and smiled her thanks, "Okay, I’d still like to try."

Leaving the reception, the studio’s tall and prestigious automatic doors opened, Xu He approached the bench. It was seldom attended to, exposed outside, and dust had settled on its surface.

She took out a wet wipe from her bag, quickly cleaned the bench, and then sat down gracefully.

One might think such a beautiful lady being turned away and sent to sit on an outdoor bench in the cold would be rather dispirited.

But she was composed and patient, neither haughty nor humble, neither self-effacing nor arrogant.

The winter sun shone unabated on her face, making her seem like a striking scene on a French street, wholly unlike those who typically clung to Mr. Borden seeking an audience.

This prompted the receptionist and security guard at the door to unconsciously peek outside.

Time passed, hour by hour, and Xu He’s posture hardly changed—her back remained straight, a testament to her breeding and patience.

She occasionally took out the prepared copy of the design draft, thinking about how to approach Mr. Borden.

The assistant called from the hotel after checking in, saying she was settled and available to come at any time if needed.

Looking at her own situation, Xu He knew another person’s presence wouldn’t matter, so she instructed her to prepare online, ready to send documents instantly if needed.

The sun seemed reluctant to part ways with her, slowly descending from its zenith until it spread a brilliant red across the sky at dusk.

Looking at the scenery, Xu He somehow saw Little Tiangao’s lovely smiling face in the crimson clouds and smiled herself too.

Winter had not yet passed, and sitting outside alone for a day could be dreary, but the thought of her adorable daughter made time fly by.

It wasn’t too hard to endure.

The studio’s glass door opened for the nth time, this time the footsteps were numerous and stately.

Turning, Xu He saw four or five bodyguards surrounding a figure, followed by several assistants and secretarial types clearing the way, and in the middle of them all, was Mr. Borden.

He was a somewhat older gentleman, presenting a markedly different air from the venerable grandmasters of Capital City.

He wore a carefully tailored suit with subtle silver threads, his salt-and-pepper hair styled into a very fashionable parted-back hairstyle.

Behind large sunglasses, one ear sported a tiny diamond earring, and even the tips of his shoes were shiny and polished.