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?"

call. She opened her sketchbook and continued to

thing tomorrow, I don't want Ava to hold the title of designer or to be

up, George was run off his feet. Earning money was tough. At this ungodly

in the bag. Who needs to work for that little run-down

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

other end grunted, "Take your

be out of here first thing in the morning, and no one will be able to

and hung up. Ava's heart swelled

to leave with her suitcase, she was greeted by public officials at her door. "Ava, you're

her ticket booked. How could the police be taking

setup!" Ava resisted going

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