Aveline opened the file and noticed the contact's last name was Blake, which made her hesitate. She quickly grabbed her phone and dialed the number. The unfamiliar digits gave her a surprising sense of relief.

"Hello?"

But when she heard Desmond's voice on the other end, her mood soured immediately.

"Why is it you?"

Desmond was momentarily taken aback. "Uh... Miss Young? Is there something you need from me?"

He pretended to be surprised, but in reality, Lucas was sitting right next to him, listening in through the speakerphone.

Aveline asked, "I received a commission to design a villa. Did you buy a villa? Are you getting married?"

Desmond hesitated, glancing at Lucas for guidance.

Lucas, maintaining his cold demeanor, gave nothing away, leaving Desmond to fend for himself.

Desmond nervously stammered, "Ah... yes, it's just a coincidence that the project landed with you. What a small world, huh?"

are your requirements?

no help. Internally, Desmond was panicking-how was he supposed to come up with requirements? He couldn't afford a

Young, how about we discuss this in person? Maybe even do a site

and, seeing no objections, sighed in relief. He

you free this afternoon? Send me

replied, "Yes, I'm free. I'll send you the address right away. We can

Aveline responded before ending

"Goodbye."

call ended, Desmond exhaled a heavy breath, cautiousty glancing at Lucas to gauge

this afternoon... Maybe you could go

shot him a cold look.

laugh. "Heh, well, I've been slacking off

indifference, "I suppose I can help

"Thank you, Mr. Tudor. I'll get back to work

"Mm," Lucas murmured.

smile on his face vanished, replaced by a look of sheer dread. He just wanted to focus on his

with her measuring tools in hand. The area

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