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?”

was when it clicked for Don, and with the

had texted Sophia the other day to see where her head was at, and she had texted back

suspected, she hadn’t

to go ahead with someone else if the project was urgent or if the office was swamped, no need to

the design director. Deep down, he

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

to see if there was still a

the current

his watch again and couldn’t resist scanning

place was buzzing, but Sophia’s familiar face

glanced at his phone – dead silent, not

to Kent, and said, “Hold down

“Go

his chin up with one hand, eyes closed, recharging the batteries, looking both

a mix of shadows and light upon

his phone, and to his right, the

with the sight of Brandon taking a

night without sleep?” Don queried with a raised eyebrow as

him a look, “Got some work stuff on my

it really work or are you just distracting yourself with

his eyes landing on the resumes, then shifting to

then at his silent phone, and looked at Don, “No word from

sign of her coming, and she’s not

“Then

design director. He’s got skills, a couple of successful projects under his belt, and a pretty distinctive personal style.”

at the resumes,

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