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?"

not buying the casual tone, asked, "What are your requirements? Let me know, and I'll

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

moment of thought, Desmond suggested, "Uh, Miss Young, how about we discuss this in person? Maybe even do a site visit? It

no objections, sighed in relief. He

afternoon? Send me the

I'm free. I'll send you the address right away.

you later," Aveline responded before

"Goodbye."

breath, cautiousty glancing at Lucas to gauge his reaction.

afternoon... Maybe you could

shot him a cold look. "Are you busier than I

off lately, so I thought I'd be a bit more

replied with icy indifference, "I suppose

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

"Mm," Lucas murmured.

the fake smile on his face vanished, replaced by a look of sheer dread. He just wanted to focus on his job and earn

new villa development with her measuring tools in hand. The area

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