Chapter 3 She Wanted Him To Be Her Male Escort

Why was it Julian?

"Is he the client you aim to secure for a collaboration?" Baylee stepped back, her disbelief directed at Aidan.

"Yeah. That's Julian Lewis, CEO of Blue Capital," Aidan responded with a smile. "You've heard of him, haven't you?"

Wearing a bitter smile, Baylee pictured Julian's likely shock upon seeing her.

She felt a strong urge to back out. "I can't go in, I..."

Before she could finish, Aidan nudged her forward into the room.

The noise at the entrance caught Julian's attention. Locking eyes with Baylee, his neutral expression quickly soured into clear disdain.

"Why are you here?" he inquired, his tone frosty.

Her persistent presence seemed like a direct provocation to him.

Trapped, Baylee inhaled deeply, tamping down her nerves to muster a courteous smile. "Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Lewis. I'm Sia. I have a business deal to discuss with you."

"A business deal?" Julian's skepticism was evident. "With me? Do you even realize who I am?"

Remembering that she had mistaken him for a gigolo at the bar and her recent closeness with another man, he doubted the credibility of her business intentions.

Julian jumped to the conclusion that Baylee intended to keep him as a male escort.

Such a notion was foreign to him, bordering on the ludicrous.

He was truly impressed by her audacity.

"I'm aware," Baylee replied, striving to maintain composure. "But I still aim to strike a deal with you."

Julian interpreted her persistence as a personal interest in him, which only amplified his disdain.

"I don't want to hear another word," he commanded, his voice ice-cold. "Leave."

Baylee was in a state of panic; she hadn't even begun to explain.

Desperate, she reached for Julian's hand, her plea sincere. "Mr. Lewis, I genuinely wish to discuss business with you. Regardless of any previous misunderstandings, I ask you not to dismiss me outright. Please, allow me a moment to explain my proposal."

Julian viewed her insistence as absurd.

Withdrawing his hand, he looked at her with disdain. "You're that desperate?"

Did she think having one man by her side was insufficient, aiming to involve him as well?

Was her goal to have them both at her beck and call?

"Yes." Baylee nodded, her resolve unwavering.

This was her lifeline.

Failing to secure this deal meant being unable to cover her sister's medical expenses, let alone manage her own basic needs.

"Do you believe you're capable?" Julian's words carried a hint of sarcasm.

"How will you know unless you're willing to listen?" Baylee responded, meeting his gaze with a calm smile.

"Quite bold of you!" Julian mocked. "But are you sure you're up to the challenge?"

Sensing a glimmer of possibility, Baylee responded eagerly, "If it's within my power, I'll do whatever it takes. What matters most... is your willingness to consider my offer."

She was prepared to go above and beyond to ensure the success of this significant deal, eager to fulfill any requirements he might have for the event.

Consider her offer?

Consider being her male escort?

Baylee's straightforward approach pushed Julian to his limit.

He sternly warned her, "Your proposal doesn't interest me. If you don't leave this instant, I'll ensure you're barred from Breross!"