The camera zoomed in on Oliver lounging on the couch, his eyes brimming with an indulgent smile. His breath hitched when he caught sight of Josefina, fresh from her bath. His gaze lingered on her face, unable to shift away for the longest time.

"Oliver, what's up?"

Josefina glanced down at her pajamas, modest and unrevealing. What was he staring at so intently?

Oliver was still clad in his crisp white shirt, sporting silver-rimmed glasses. The usual chill in his demeanor was absent, replaced by a roguish charm. His narrow eyes stayed fixed on Josefina through the screen. His lips curved into a smirk, his voice a sultry drawl, "Still busy?"

"Getting ready for bed."

Oliver's eyes danced over her innocent face, and he smirked, "Really?"

She opened her sketchbook and continued

glinting with menace, "George, first thing tomorrow, I don't want Ava to hold the title of designer or

Earning money was tough. At this ungodly hour, he might as well

million in the bag. Who needs to work for that little run-down joint Billy runs? I'm resigning right now." Ava basked in her delightful dreams

excitement skyrocketed as if she'd seen the god of fortune, "Hello, I've done everything you asked. Josefina's company must be in total chaos by now, and don't believe Alex can come up with the designs so quickly. Without any other designers, they're heading straight for bankruptcy. Unless they have a master like Anya. Only she could whip

"Take your

I'll be out of here first thing in the morning, and no one will be able

reassured and hung up. Ava's heart swelled with joy, dreaming of

she was greeted by public officials at her door. "Ava, you're under suspicion of tax evasion. Please come with

She had her ticket booked. How could the police be taking

a setup!" Ava

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