Chapter 144

On Friday, the Architects officially opened for business.

Since it was Dempsey Architects’ first venture into the domestic market, they went all out with a big opening ceremony to make some noise.

The ceremony was set up in the Starlight Group’s first-floor reception hall, and the headquarters really put on quite the show.

Don, as the head honcho of the new branch, was hustling from the crack of dawn to get everything ready for the big day.

One moment he was checking the stage lighting, the next he was double-checking the guest list to avoid any unexpected hiccups.

Kent was right there with him, buzzing around like a busy bee.

By the time they wrapped up, there was less than half an hour left before the auspicious moment to kick things off.

Guests were trickling in steadily.

Don and Kent were casually greeting the newcomers while sneaking peeks at their watches and scanning the crowd, with Don asking, “Where’s your boss?”

“Probably holed up in his office.”

Kent responded in a hushed tone while smiling and nodding at guests.

Don frowned, “What’s he doing in there? Isn’t he coming down?”

Kent glanced at him and quipped, “What do you think?”

Don was momentarily thrown off, “Huh?”

Kent nudged him, “Have you picked your design director yet?”

when it clicked for Don, and with the realization

the other day to see where her head

suspected, she hadn’t made up her mind

work, advising him to go ahead with someone else if the

poked his nose into the backup list for the design director. Deep down, he was still holding out hope for a last-minute surprise on

Sophia had every right to take her sweet time until the final

was still a chance for a last-minute

the

resist scanning

was buzzing, but Sophia’s familiar face

his phone – dead silent, not a

turned to Kent, and said, “Hold down the fort.

nodded, “Go ahead.”

the CEO’s office on the top floor, Brandon was sitting at his desk, propping his chin up with one hand, eyes closed, recharging the batteries,

a mix of shadows and light upon him.

left was his phone, and to his right, the resumes of the candidates for the design

sight of Brandon taking a breather, a rare hint of

with a raised

a look, “Got some work stuff

you just distracting yourself with

walked up to the desk, his eyes landing on the

his silent phone, and looked at Don, “No

dejectedly, “Nope, no sign of her

“Then it’s time to scrap

the resumes to Don as he said, “Pick him for the design director. He’s got skills, a couple

glanced down at the resumes, “We’re not out of time yet.”

his watch, “We’ve still got over ten minutes till

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