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?"

"What are your requirements? Let me know, and I'll

no help. Internally, Desmond was panicking-how was he supposed to come up with requirements? He

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

He had

afternoon? Send me the location of

free. I'll send you the address right away. We can

See you later," Aveline responded before ending the

"Goodbye."

heavy breath, cautiousty glancing at Lucas

afternoon... Maybe you

shot him a cold look.

gave a nervous laugh. "Heh, well, I've been slacking off lately, so I thought I'd be a bit

indifference, "I suppose I can help you

Tudor. I'll get

"Mm," Lucas murmured.

Desmond left the office, the fake smile on his face vanished, replaced by a look of sheer dread. He just wanted to focus on his

Aveline arrived at the new villa development with her measuring tools in hand. The

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