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?

all, there are no free lunches in this world. What is he

woman. “Ms. Tussaud, our president is actually nice to his employees. Last month, one of the staff members’ family was diagnosed with cancer. He needed money, and Mr. Seet gave him his annual salary

silent. She had not expected an inapproachable man like

that Evan is encouraging

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

worth, Nicole

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

it for nearly a day. If

Nicole thought she could see the way Maya’s eyes lit up at

She’ll love it.

“Ms. Tussaud, try it.”

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

Um…

wanted to ask her for a

seemed to be on good terms; one had sent a

will be happy to hear about

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

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

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