He gave Alaric's shoulder a gentle pat.

Alaric's gaze, previously fixed in a serious stare at Hertha, shifted away as he let out a sigh of frustration, "Weren't we here to discuss the design proposal with Donovan? The horseback riding can wait. Let's focus on work first."

Thalassa remained silent, her suspicions confirmed - Ethan and Alaric were indeed the buyers this time.

Hertha, too, had an 'aha' moment, gasping in surprise. Her widened eyes darted between Alaric and Ethan constantly.

Catching on to her train of thought, Ethan said with a smile, "Alaric is the director of Crawley Jewelry's development. He has the final say on the design proposals."

With those words, Hertha's attention snapped back to Alaric, noticing his now stern, slightly annoyed expression.

Crap, she thought, she'd mess this one

end of the world - they could always find another. But deep down, she knew that finding another job in jewelry design wasn't that simple. Besides, her family's expenses were high, and without any savings, she couldn't afford to be unemployed, not even for a little

meant she couldn't even pay Bridget's salary, let alone afford

at Alaric, she quickly changed her expression to one of eagerness, stepping forward and saying to him, "Mr. Falconer, you must be exhausted. Want me to rub your shoulders?" she said as she was already rubbing gently for his

feigned enthusiasm, puzzled by her sudden eagerness. He gently pushed her hands away, saying, "Keep your distance. I wouldn't

might not be the end

NOW PLAY YOUR

FAVOURITE GAMES ON

joke meant he wasn't truly mad. Perhaps there was still

wait up," she called,

and Donovan

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