Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

Chapter 60

I had just finished preparing the competition draft, and it turned out even better than expected.

I was quite satisfied with it and was about to show it to Colin when my phone rang.

“Colin, I was just about to call you. The draft is ready. Do you want to take a look?” I asked.

“It seems that we think alike, Lulu,” he remarked, his voice carrying a touch of charm, much like the comforting warmth of nighttime light.

I pursed my lips, pondering why Colin appeared somewhat flirtatious.

But no, that couldn’t be right.

He had watched me grow up and had always treated me like a sister. I had to be overthinking.

“So, Colin, why are you calling me so late?” I asked.

“Do you want to take on a project? It’s a great opportunity,” he said.

“Do tell me, but I’m not sure if I can do it.”

“A classmate of mine is looking to create a photo album to commemorate his grandparents‘ 50th

wedding anniversary.

“He intends to capture their decades of memories and present them to his grandparents on the exact day. It’s a high–stakes project with a tight timeline, so he’s offering a good sum.”

“How much?” I asked.

the straightforwardness and conciseness of

“150 thousand dollars.”

What?

His classmate

money was enough to turn me into an independent young

just an ordinary college student. Could I truly meet the strict quality

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confidence was far

Colin swiftly reassured me, “You’re amazing, Lulu. You’ll

so much confidence in

take on this generous offer yourself?”

working on these lovey–dovey things,”

reason

You can concentrate on preparing for the competition

begin working on this project. The deadline for the artwork

up, he reminded me, “Weren’t you going

it were a precious treasure and headed to the research

was late, and there was nowhere to host him

research institute was partly due to my strong

wall on its side.

night, each rose appeared as a dazzling beacon under the moon’s gentle glow, exuding

intoxicating beauty.

help but wonder how the students in the agricultural economics department managed to keep them

passed through the rose–covered wall, I reached the front gate of the research institute, where Colin was waiting for me

a deep breath and felt every part of my body relax,

sneakers that many students preferred, not