PopularNovelAveline paused for a moment, then closed the box and said to Baron, "I like it very much."
Baron nodded. "Good, I'll let Mr. Tudor know. Enjoy your meal, Mrs. Tudor."
With that, he turned and left, though his gaze lingered on Patrick for a moment-a look filled with cold warning
that sent a chill down Patrick's spine. The door closed again.
Aveline remained calm as she looked up at Patrick, who no longer seemed as relaxed as before.
"Ahem... So, you're Mrs. Tudor. I'm sorry, | didn't realize." Patrick coughed awkwardly, trying to recover.
Aveline replied evenly, "No need to apologize, Mr. Gunner. Right now, I'm just your designer. Feel free to share
any requests you have."
Requests? He wouldn't dare make any now!
But still...
Patrick's eyes flickered nervously. "Oh, about the draft you mentioned earlier? On second thought, | think your
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtdesign is exactly what | wanted. No issues at all. Just follow your original inspiration and showthe final
version when it's ready." Aveline raised an eyebrow slightly. "Are you sure, Mr. Gunner? We could still discuss it
further."
"No need, no need! | trust your talent completely. Your designs have a unique flair, and I'm sure the final result
will be impressive," Patrick replied, waving his hand with a forced smile.
Aveline nodded. "Alright, then I'll continue working on it. Enjoy your meal, Mr. Gunner."
"Yes, yes, take care," Patrick hurriedly responded, not attempting to stop her.
As soon as she left, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
He knew Lucas was married, and sin their circle had met his wife, but he hadn't. He never imagined that
this woman was Lucas' wife!
He'd planned to gain sadvantages while carrying out his task, but now... he was growing uneasy about the
whole thing.
Taking out his phone, he made a call.
"Miss Cooper, it turns out that
Aveline is Lucas Tudor's wife. I'm afraid | can't handle what you've askedto do. Maybe you should find
someone else..." Patrick spoke cautiously.
Juliet's voice cthrough, laced with a cold sneer. "Patrick, your wife and kids are overseas now, aren't they?
And now you say you don't want to go through with this? Are you not thinking about them?"
Patrick, startled, quickly replied, "Miss Cooper, there's no need for this. We're just business partners. What you're
doing... is this a threat?"
Juliet replied coldly, "Yes, I'm threatening you. What are you going to do about it?"
"You-!" Patrick sputtered, fury rising in his chest.
But he knew he couldn't fight back-his weakness was firmly in her grasp.
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Juliet continued, "Just follow my instructions, Patrick. Once it's done, I'll make sure you're reunited with your
family, and everyone gets what they want. But if you choose not to comply, none of us will cout of this
unscathed."
Patrick's hand clenched into a tight fist. "Fine. | understand."
As Aveline stepped out of the restaurant, she noticed it had begun to snow!
Soft, white flakes were falling gently, quickly blanketing the buildings around her.
Under the streetlights, the snow danced in the air, making the whole scene look enchanting.
A black Phantom glided up to the curb, and the driver stepped out, giving her a polite nod before opening the
back door.
Holding the box, Aveline walked over, bent down, and got in, meeting Lucas' smiling eyes.
"Do you really like it?" he asked, his gaze dropping to her hands.
Noticing she wasn't wearing the bracelet, his brows immediately furrowed.
Aveline handed the box back to him. "It's beautiful, but | don't need it."
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