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?"

casual tone, asked, "What are your requirements? Let me know, and

no help. Internally, Desmond was panicking-how was he supposed to come up with requirements? He couldn't afford a villa, let alone

about we discuss this in person? Maybe even do a site visit? It could help inspire

sighed in relief. He had made the right

"Alright. Are you free this afternoon? Send me

free. I'll send you the address right away. We

you later," Aveline responded before

"Goodbye."

the call ended, Desmond exhaled a heavy breath, cautiousty glancing

Maybe you could go in

him a cold look. "Are you busier

slacking off lately, so I thought

suppose I can help

Mr. Tudor. I'll get back

"Mm," Lucas murmured.

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