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?

lunches in this world. What

John looked at the contemplating woman. “Ms. Tussaud, our president is actually nice to his employees. Last month, one of the staff members’

She had not expected an inapproachable

John saying that Evan is encouraging me

it. Evan wants me to go through the documents carefully. It seems like the collaboration with A Nation

worth,

to buy the cake. It was a long queue for the new products of the dessert store. Not to mention that even if she had

poster, she stared at it for

could see the way Maya’s eyes lit up at the

She’ll love it.

“Ms. Tussaud, try it.”

her senses. “Work is more important. Please thank Mr. Seet for the

Um…

to ask her for a bite, but that seemed impossible

although Evan had not met with Nicole, they seemed to be on good terms; one had sent a cake, and the

will be happy

John, eager for the latter’s answer.

busy with work. She said she’ll

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