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.

beating like a drum. Crap, she thought, she'd mess this one

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

even pay Bridget's salary, let alone afford

him, "Mr. Falconer, you must be exhausted. Want me to rub your shoulders?"

gently pushed her hands away, saying, "Keep your distance. I wouldn't want your 'brilliant' ideas splashing over to me." With that, he turned and headed towards

quickly realized this might not be the end

NOW PLAY YOUR

FAVOURITE GAMES ON

meant he wasn't truly mad. Perhaps there was

up," she called, following

and Donovan trailed

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