Aveline opened the file and noticed the contact's last name was Blake, which made her hesitate. She quickly grabbed her phone and dialed the number. The unfamiliar digits gave her a surprising sense of relief.

"Hello?"

But when she heard Desmond's voice on the other end, her mood soured immediately.

"Why is it you?"

Desmond was momentarily taken aback. "Uh... Miss Young? Is there something you need from me?"

He pretended to be surprised, but in reality, Lucas was sitting right next to him, listening in through the speakerphone.

Aveline asked, "I received a commission to design a villa. Did you buy a villa? Are you getting married?"

Desmond hesitated, glancing at Lucas for guidance.

Lucas, maintaining his cold demeanor, gave nothing away, leaving Desmond to fend for himself.

Desmond nervously stammered, "Ah... yes, it's just a coincidence that the project landed with you. What a small world, huh?"

asked, "What are your requirements? Let me know,

again, but still received no help. Internally, Desmond was panicking-how was he supposed to come up with requirements? He

Desmond suggested, "Uh, Miss Young, how about we discuss this in

no objections, sighed in relief. He had made the right call-arranging a meeting with Aveline was

this afternoon? Send me the location

send you the address right away. We can discuss everything in person

later," Aveline

"Goodbye."

breath, cautiousty glancing at Lucas to

this afternoon... Maybe you

look. "Are you

laugh. "Heh, well, I've been slacking off lately,

Lucas replied with icy indifference, "I suppose

Mr. Tudor. I'll get back

"Mm," Lucas murmured.

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