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?

lunches in this

month, 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

that Evan is encouraging

Evan wants me to go through the documents carefully. It seems like the collaboration with A Nation is quite important to the company. I’m

worth,

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

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

see the way Maya’s eyes

She’ll love it.

“Ms. Tussaud, try it.”

Mr. Seet for the cake on my behalf. I’ll

Um…

wanted to ask her for

not met with Nicole, they seemed to be on good terms; one had sent a cake, and the

happy to hear about

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

his head. “No. She’s busy with work. She said she’ll bring

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