Lucas remained silent, his expression dark.
The butler approached Aveline to greet her. She smiled warmly in return and then left.
The butler glanced at Lucas and saw his face looking particularly grim, the atmosphere around him heavy, making the dining room feel a few degrees colder.
The butler, initially intending to greet him, wisely kept silent upon seeing his expression.
When Aveline arrived at the studio, she saw that indeed, a dozen people were blocking the entrance, their faces filled with worry and gloom.
Leading them was Xander.
Upon seeing Aveline, Xander immediately rushed over, his face full of remorse. "Miss Young, I'm truly sorry. I drank too much last night and behaved terribly. I apologize. Please, can you forgive me and forget about what happened?"
The others followed, their eyes pleading as they looked at Aveline.
Aveline's expression remained indifferent. "Last night, you didn't seem so apologetic, Mr. Wilbur."This text is property of NĂ´/velD/rama.Org.
Xander slapped himself. "I was really out of my mind. It was my fault. I. promise it won't happen again. Miss Young, from now on, all our company's projects will be designed by you. How about that?" A hint of mockery appeared in Aveline's clear eyes.
If it weren't for the staff at the mansion last night, who knew what would have happened to her? And now he wanted to brush it off so lightly?
She looked over to Maria, who had come out, and said, "Boss, call the security from downstairs."
Maria nodded, pushing through the crowd. "You all shouldn't block our studio's entrance; it's bad for business."
She walked over, grabbed Aveline's arm, and led her back to the office.
Once the door closed, the noise outside was muffled.
Maria asked, "What exactly happened last night?"
Aveline explained, "Xander wanted changes to the blueprints. I went to meet him, but he wouldn't let me leave and insisted I stay and drink."
Maria frowned. "How shameless can this guy be?"
At that moment, a mocking laugh rang out. "He just wanted to drink with you, what's the big deal? The studio is just starting, and we need projects. If drinking can get us a few deals, why not do it?" Vivian sat at her workstation, giving Aveline a derisive glance.
Aveline looked at her. "You can go drink with them if you like."
Vivian sneered. "Ha... If only I had a face of a slut, I'd be the senior designer of this studio already."
Maria frowned. "Vivian, focus on your work. Everyone here succeeds on their own merit. If you want to be a senior designer, show us some outstanding designs."
Vivian mumbled something under her breath and turned away.
Maria looked at Aveline, asking, "Are you okay today? If you're feeling unwell, you can go home and rest."
Aveline smiled faintly. "I'm fine."
Maria nodded.
Outside, the group of people continued to idle around, showing no sign of leaving.
"Mr. Wilbur, what do we do now? She still won't forgive us, and we're going to lose our jobs."
"Yeah, last night you said she was just some pretty face, a nobody designer. So how come she's got the DK Group backing her?"
"Mr. Wilbur, you've really gotten us into trouble."