After John knocked on Nicole’s door, he entered the room without waiting for her response.

“Ms. Tussaud, you must have worked hard. Why don’t you take a rest?”

“It’s all right.” Nicole looked up at him. Her gaze then lowered to look at the fancy box in his hands. “What’s this?”

With an overjoyed expression, John explained, “Ms. Tussaud, our president ordered this from the best dessert store in the city for you. Do try it.”

Evan ordered this for me?

From the best dessert store?

Nicole stared at John in disbelief, wondering if she had heard him wrong. That bastard Evan. How can he possibly be nice to me?

“I beg your pardon?”

John looked at her before repeating his words in a serious tone. He even added, “Ms. Tussaud, you didn’t hear me wrong. Mr. Seet had specially ordered this for you.”

Did Evan really ordered this for me?

What happened to him? Does he have ulterior motives?

no free lunches in

contemplating woman. “Ms. Tussaud, our president is actually nice to his employees. Last month, one of the staff members’ family was

fell silent. She had not expected an inapproachable man like Evan to have

John saying that Evan is encouraging me as my

wants me to go through the documents carefully. It seems like the

worth, Nicole

look at the mousse cake. She had always been reluctant to buy the cake. It was a long queue for the new products of the dessert store. Not to mention that even if she had the money for it, she still might not be able to get

the poster, she stared at it for nearly a day. If I

way Maya’s eyes lit

She’ll love it.

“Ms. Tussaud, try it.”

senses. “Work is more important. Please thank Mr. Seet for the cake on my behalf. I’ll bring

Um…

had wanted to ask her for

with Nicole, they seemed to be on good terms; one

will be happy to

to the president’s office, Evan stared at John, eager for the latter’s answer. “Did she

work. She said she’ll bring it home to eat, and she

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