Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

Chapter 1338 A Promise

On the next day, Nina acted like a programmed robot, driving to Seet Group after breakfast, as per usual.

Right as she set foot in the office, she saw Stephen, who had been awaiting her arrival for some time.

“Ms. Nina, here’s the design I did last night. You can have a look at it.”

Nina reached over to take the folder. After going through the content attentively, she found that the design was outstanding. The packaging could augment the classiness of the product, and the style was groundbreaking. Hence, she believed it would fascinate the public once launched.

“The design is very well done and unique, especially this part. Using this color scheme really emphasizes the classiness—”

At that point, she could not help but raise her head to survey Stephen. “Did you come up with the design by yourself?”

He nodded. “Yes, I thought about it while sketching the design. That’s the final look.”

Again, Nina lowered her eyes to scrutinize the sketch. Some parts of the design were similar to that suggested once by Chris.

How coincidental… Could Stephen be related to Chris?

raised her head and observed

uncomfortable under her gaze, he

queried in a soft

felt a pang of heartache. Avoiding Nina’s bright eyes that were eager for an answer, he shook his head slightly.

surfaced in her eyes. “Your design is reminiscent of

In truth, he suddenly had an inspiration last night, so he switched on his computer and sketched the design. After seeing his work, he was astounded by his improvement and could not believe he had

not fully comprehend the latter. Hence, he only continued his translation work and never knew he

in his thoughts, Nina frowned

had him come back to his senses. Shaking his head, Stephen said, “Nothing.

figure. From his physique to his gait, she failed to find any resemblance to Chris. However, while lowering her head to gaze at the design again, she recalled the previous events and

to each other?

fell into deep

his office and sat on his chair, looking somber. He could not shake off a strange feeling. Every

Don’t tell me…

cast downward.

later, he murmured, “Don’t