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?"

casual tone, asked, "What are your requirements? Let me know, and

Internally, Desmond was panicking-how was he supposed to come up with requirements?

about we discuss this in person? Maybe even

seeing no objections, sighed in relief. He had

agreed, "Alright. Are you free this afternoon? Send

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

you later," Aveline

"Goodbye."

heavy breath, cautiousty glancing at Lucas to gauge

Maybe you could go

shot him a cold look. "Are you busier

I've been slacking off lately, so I thought I'd be a bit more diligent

replied with icy indifference, "I suppose I can help you out this

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

"Mm," Lucas murmured.

left the office, the fake smile on his face vanished, replaced by a look of sheer dread. He

tools in hand. The area was part of Cloudflare City's luxury villa complex,

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