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?"

tone, asked, "What are your requirements? Let me know, and I'll take

to Lucas again, but still received no help. Internally, Desmond was panicking-how was he supposed

a brief moment of thought, Desmond suggested, "Uh, Miss Young, how about we discuss this in person?

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

you free this afternoon? Send me the location of

replied, "Yes, I'm free. I'll send you the

Aveline responded before

"Goodbye."

glancing at Lucas

afternoon... Maybe you could go

cold look. "Are you busier than I

"Heh, well, I've been slacking off lately, so I thought I'd be

Lucas replied with icy indifference, "I suppose I can help

you, Mr. Tudor. I'll

"Mm," Lucas murmured.

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