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Aveline looked at him. "What if I don't want to do it?"
Desmond smiled. "You can't turn this down."
Aveline rolled her eyes and took the file straight to Lucas's office. Desmond tried to stop her, but he couldn't.
She pushed the door open and walked right in.
Lucas, tall and imposing, stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, talking on the phone. Hearing the door being pushed open, he turned and frowned.
"Let's leave it at that," he said, ending the call.
"Who allowed you to come in?" he asked coldly, his eyes icy.
Aveline slammed the file on his desk. "Did you do this on purpose?"
Lucas glanced at the file and replied coolly, "Isn't this part of your job? What's the problem? If you don't want to do it, you can quit. Plenty of people want this job."
Aveline fumed silently. This jerk was definitely doing this on purpose!
He was retaliating because she had slapped him last night!
That was why he pushed her to the limit last night and sent her to a construction site today.
Seeing her angry but unable to retort, Lucas felt pretty good somehow.
"Get out. And next time, remember to knock," he said, turning
his attention back to his work.
Aveline stared at him, then suddenly leaned forward. She placed her hands on the desk and leaned her upper body close to his. She whispered, "Fine, but next time, you need my permission before coming in." She then grabbed the file and left.
Lucas was stunned.
What nonsense was she talking about?
If she hadn't seduced him last night, he wouldn't have touched her!
His briefly improved mood darkened again instantly.
Aveline was in charge of the commercial building project, which was currently under construction. She got out of her car and looked at the uneven, muddy road, feeling disheartened.
As she walked forward, she saw an elderly woman sitting on the cement ground not far away, looking lost and helpless.
People passed by her without asking if she needed help, afraid of getting scammed.
Aveline examined the woman's clothing, noting that she was well-dressed, even wearing a diamond bracelet on her wrist, which didn't fit the profile of someone trying to scam others. After some thought, the approached and asked, "Madam, are you alright?"
The elderly woman looked at her, and her eyes suddenly brightened. "Granddaughter-in-law! You're my granddaughter-
in-law! I'm lost. Granddaughter-in-law, can you take me home?
Aveline was stunned. The old woman seemed confused, possibly suffering from dementia.Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.
She quickly bent down and asked, "Madam, do you remember where your home is?"
The elderly woman looked bewildered. "Where is my home? I don't know. Granddaughter-in-law, help me find it. I forgot where I live."
Aveline took out her phone, intending to call the police.
Seeing the phone, the elderly woman's eyes lit up. "Phone, phone, my phone is here!"
She pulled out a small bag tied with a string from her neckline. Inside the bag was a phone.
The bag also contained a piece of paper with a phone number on it. Aveline saw it and felt relieved.
"Madam, how are you feeling? Can you walk?" Aveline asked
with concern.
The elderly woman looked upset. "I can't walk. My legs hurt. Granddaughter-in-law, my legs hurt. Can you blow on them for
me?"
Aveline couldn't help but laugh. "Let's take you to the hospital first."
To be safe, she took out her phone and recorded a video. " Madam, I didn't hit you, right?"
"That's right, my granddaughter-in-law didn't hit me." The
elderly woman cooperated, even making a heart gesture at the
camera.
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