Chapter 7


    What are you on about?”


    introducing me to these women


    Ha buddies were all her clients, wasn’the sick of it?


    Sure, some people in the circle had peculiar tastes, but he had been abstaining from such ars for


    years, hokling no interest in the whatsoever Over the years, Ryan seemed to have picked up all sorts


    of werd habits Itwas about time for him to set


    ?


    Cousin, are you really not going toe and meet her? I searched a long time below I thought she


    might be right for you.”


    Ifn truly wasn’t interested. Ryan still had a few vacant properties that needed designing. If you don’t


    want het keep her on my side. I quite fancy het”


    For some reason,n straightened up


    Tarrange for you to intern at the Raymond Group better than hanging around with these no good folks


    all day. Your mam already mentioned this to me. Just show up for work tomorrow morning”


    Ryan was taken aback, and before he could retort,n had already hung up He looked at Maja with


    frustration, and she could probably guess that she had been rejected


    She consoled him. Mr. Elston, no need to fret Maybe Mr. Raymond has another preferred n. After all


    the vi is for his favorite person, its only right to be cautious.” Ryan sighed. That’s impossible hes still


    looking”


    Maja kept herposure, Business also requires the night timing and connections. Perhaps I just don’t


    have that with Mr Raymand.”


    “In that case, I’ll ask him in personter if he really doesn’t need you, could you design those


    properties for me? I really like your style.


    Maja smiled and extended her hand, Aright, thanks for your appreciation.”


    Ryan answered another call then apologized with a smike, “Sorry, I have to head back tonight. Leave


    me your numbet and liget in touch another day.


    Without hesitation, Maja handed over her number. After Ryan saved it, he rose and left the private


    room.


    In a blink of an eye only Maja and Maxwell were left. This was Maxwells second round of drinks for the


    night, he was slightly drunk and dropped his guard. Let me call you adver”


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    Maja knew he had pushed himself to this point just to negotiate this deal for her; it was only right to


    show her appreciation. Besides, she loved working at Maxwells studio That’s kind of you, Maja


    After relieving his burden, Maxwell’s drunkenness hit him in full force.


    It’s not that Maja didn’t want to take Maxwell home, but he had been married for a year and his wife


    was very jealous. To avoid unnecessary trouble, a diver was a safer bet


    She helped him to his feet, and they headed to the elevator on the other side of the corridor, which was


    closer to the exil


    Maxwell was drunk and mumbling a few words.


    1 told you I’s not what you think you’re tiring me out.”


    “Can’t I have a little privacy?”


    He seemed to be arguing with his wife even in his dreams. Maja was struggling to support him while


    maintaining a polite distance


    Maxwell stumbled as the elevator doors opened, nearly falling oul


    Majaquickly pulled him back, and a slender hand stretched out from inside the elevator b stop


    thechsing doors.


    Following the hand, she found herself looking straight intorf’s face. Her thankyou” got stuck in her


    throat.


    The guy she hardly saw once in three years, was now all she kept bumping into since yesterday? Was


    this fate or simply a coincidence?


    His shirt was unbuttoned at the top, revealing a hint of indifference on his face, yet his features were


    devoid of any emotion.


    Maja quickly caught the hint of sarcasm and contempt in his eyes. The atmosphere lumed awkward,


    and she helped Maxwell into the elevator, her tone polie and distant First food thank you.”


    Maxwell chose this moment to blurt out some nonsense.


    Money, money, money. Do you even have any feelings for me?


    Maja had heard from her colleagues at the studio that Maxwell’s wife was a big spender. Maxwell was


    ambdious and had built a decent studio, but he didn’t keep a penny of his earnings, all of which went to


    his wife.


    The atmosphere seemed to get colder. Maja shivered as she heardn’s sarcastic remark


    A client?”


    Maja felt embarrassed but couldn’t admit that Maxwell was her boss at the studio. Ian was already


    displeased with her. If he found out that the studio boss was drunk in such a ce he would probably


    cklist them immediately. She could only nod in agreement


    “Mm, Mr. Raymond, what a coincidence.”