After John knocked on Nicole’s door, he entered the room without waiting for her response.

“Ms. Tussaud, you must have worked hard. Why don’t you take a rest?”

“It’s all right.” Nicole looked up at him. Her gaze then lowered to look at the fancy box in his hands. “What’s this?”

With an overjoyed expression, John explained, “Ms. Tussaud, our president ordered this from the best dessert store in the city for you. Do try it.”

Evan ordered this for me?

From the best dessert store?

Nicole stared at John in disbelief, wondering if she had heard him wrong. That bastard Evan. How can he possibly be nice to me?

“I beg your pardon?”

John looked at her before repeating his words in a serious tone. He even added, “Ms. Tussaud, you didn’t hear me wrong. Mr. Seet had specially ordered this for you.”

Did Evan really ordered this for me?

What happened to him? Does he have ulterior motives?

there are no free lunches

actually nice to his employees. Last month, one of the staff members’ family was diagnosed with cancer. He needed money, and Mr. Seet gave him his annual

had not expected an

saying that Evan is encouraging me

through the documents carefully. It seems like the collaboration with A Nation is quite important to the

worth,

long queue for the new products of the dessert store. Not

for nearly a day. If I

see the way Maya’s

She’ll love it.

“Ms. Tussaud, try it.”

is more important. Please thank Mr. Seet for the cake on my behalf.

Um…

to ask her for a bite, but that

met with Nicole, they seemed to be on good terms; one had sent a cake, and the

Seet will be happy to hear

stared at John, eager for the latter’s answer.

shook his head. “No. She’s busy with work. She said

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