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

grabbed his phone, his dark eyes glinting with menace, "George, first thing tomorrow, I don't want Ava to hold the title of designer or to be employed by any company."

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

transfer into her bank account. "Five million in the bag. Who needs to work for that little run-down joint Billy runs?

asked. Josefina's company must be in total chaos by now, and don't believe Alex can come up

person on the other end grunted, "Take your money and keep

worry, I've booked my flight. I'll be out of here first thing in the morning, and no one

heart swelled with joy,

next morning, as she prepared to leave with her suitcase, she was greeted by public officials at her door. "Ava, you're under suspicion of tax evasion. Please come

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

setup!" Ava resisted

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