Chapter 128:Thank you for your appreciation, Mr.

Carman, but all I possess are modest skills.

"I'm not excellent enough to work in a company like yours," Allison said with a polite smile as she put away Rodrigo's business card.

Besides, I'm working with the Carisma company to help a friend, so I can't leave like this.

like that.

Rodrigo, an astute businessman, easily took the hint.

He smiled and stepped back politely.

Well, thank you for your hard work, Miss Clarke.

He withdrew his complaint and Allison wasted no time in returning to the company.

He still had a mountain of work ahead of him.

Creating 500 handmade perfume bottles in a single day was no easy task, and the team was already working overtime to meet the deadline.

How many bottles have we finished, he asked as soon as he walked through the door.

So far, 200, they told him.

Great.

Let's finish the rest together.

I know it has been a hard day, but the client is satisfied and the complaint has been withdrawn.

When we're done, everyone will get a bonus, Allison announced, her voice full of encouragement.

The exhausted team perked up at hearing about bonuses and a new wave of determination washed over them.

Allison didn't hesitate to get to work with them.

.

His hands moved gracefully, deftly handling ingredients and tools with great delicacy.

She went through the day without a hitch, assembling a perfume bottle in a fraction of the time it took the others.

Her efficiency was impressive, and as the hours passed, her admiration only grew.

They realized that his talent and leadership abilities were extraordinary.

It was clear that you weren't here just because of your contacts.

The smiles became more genuine and the compliments more sincere.

Ms.

you truly are the legendary

You are incredibly talented.

ingredients and know what

we'd be

don't need to do all this

take care of

in a quiet corner, Marc's frustration simmered

behavior had become an open secret,

Allison effortlessly led the team only added to

his direction, perfume production had

in the morning, the last bottle

exhausted but proud, took turns

Good night, Mrs.

Clarke.

See you tomorrow.

Good night.

tidying up

she found a small jar of candy hidden away, along

Are you all

but don't forget

of the note there was a little smiley

help

shy and unremarkable, turned out to

thunder rumbled through the

looked outside and saw

up and was about to leave when he

Great.

.

.

I'll

stretched, debating whether to brave the rain or take

the latter, sat in

she didn't expect was to fall asleep

Kellan had just signed the last contract of the

stiff wrist, his eyes drifted to

He checked his watch.

How strange.

should have gone home by

someone had forgotten to turn off the

he headed to the

was fast asleep

features had softened with

of her long lashes, dark as a raven's feather, gave her a strangely peaceful air, so different from the cool, serene demeanor she displayed

his

a second thought, he took off his

going

catch a cold,"

her, Allison's hand shot

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