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

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

as he suspected, she hadn’t made up her mind

else if the project was urgent

since then, nor had he poked his nose into the backup list for the design director.

by Brandon, and Sophia had every right to take

still a chance

by the current

resist scanning the room

buzzing, but Sophia’s familiar face was nowhere to be

glanced at his phone – dead silent,

to Kent, and said, “Hold

“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, looking both worn out and serene.

a mix of shadows and light upon

to his right, the resumes of

the door open, he was met with the sight of Brandon taking a breather, a rare hint of fatigue on his face.

with a raised eyebrow as

eyes and gave him a look, “Got some work

you just

asked as he walked up to the desk, his eyes landing

at the resumes, then at his silent phone,

sign of her coming, and she’s

stood up, and grabbed the resumes, “Then it’s time to scrap the

him for the design director. He’s got skills, a couple of successful

at the resumes, “We’re not out of time

still got over

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