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?

are no free lunches in this world. What

one of the staff members’ family was diagnosed with cancer. He needed money, and Mr. Seet gave him his annual salary in advance

silent. She had not expected an inapproachable man

Evan is encouraging me

seems like the collaboration with

worth,

head to 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

for nearly a day. If I bring

thought she could see the way Maya’s eyes

She’ll love it.

“Ms. Tussaud, try it.”

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

Um…

for a

be on good terms; one had sent a cake,

happy

president’s office, Evan stared at John, eager for the

busy with work. She said she’ll bring

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