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 this

our president is actually nice to his employees. Last month, one of

expected an inapproachable

is encouraging me as my

wants me to go through the documents carefully. It seems like the collaboration with A Nation is quite

her worth, Nicole

cake. She had always been reluctant to buy the cake. It was a long queue for the new products of the dessert

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

thought she could see the way Maya’s eyes

She’ll love it.

“Ms. Tussaud, try it.”

to her senses. “Work is more important. Please thank Mr. Seet for the cake on my behalf.

Um…

her for a

not met with Nicole, they seemed to be on good terms;

be happy to

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

busy with work. She said she’ll

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