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 world. What is

his employees. Last month, one of the staff members’ family

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

John saying that Evan is encouraging

documents carefully. It seems like the collaboration with A Nation is quite important to the

her worth,

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 bring it back for

a moment, Nicole thought she could see the way Maya’s eyes

She’ll love it.

“Ms. Tussaud, try it.”

Mr. Seet for the cake on my behalf. I’ll bring it home to enjoy

Um…

to ask her for a bite, but that

be on good terms;

happy to

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

his head. “No. She’s busy with work. She said she’ll bring it home to eat, and she said thank

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