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Myra was not surprised to receive a call from Hart Group, but she never expected that she would hear from them this soon.

On the other line was Logan, the project manager to whom she had submitted the drawing earlier today. He sounded courteous as he said, “Miss Stark, Director Hart will be personally in charge of the Sunny Bay Project. He has seen your draft and he would like to meet you to discuss the details of this project.”

Upon hearing that, she was stunned. There are numerous projects under the Hart Group—how did the director end up being in charge of the Sunny Bay Project?

“Mr. Logan,” she began, then paused for a while before she continued from where she left off. “Thank you for your time and consideration, Mr. Logan. Please allow me to return the favor on behalf of the Chase Group.”

The moment Mr. Logan heard her reply, he was worried that he could have misled her and quickly answered, “You don’t have to. Mr. Clark just happened to tell me that Director Hart would be free tonight. Don’t let this opportunity slip away, Miss Stark.”

The Sunny Bay Project was under the Hart Group development and it was a hot topic since the beginning of the year. As Chase Group had only entered the real estate industry two years ago, securing a project of that size would speak volumes of their achievement.

With that in mind, Myra agreed to meet with the director at the Ritz Carlton Hotel later tonight so that they could discuss the design she submitted before she ended the call.

Tilly was occupied with her own duties after returning to the office and Elsie had been missing in action since noon. Myra had tried calling Elsie, but it was to no avail. She finally gave up and grabbed the design folder before heading to the parking lot.

a tad bit too bright for comfort as he greeted, “Good

for being late,” Myra responded as she

beam at her. “Miss Stark, should you encounter any difficulty

blinked at him, clearly taken

throat and continued speaking, “I’ve seen your design, Miss Stark. I truly admire the

noted the confusion on her face. His demeanor abruptly shifted and

was still confused as she entered the lounge. When she heard the door

and articulate, akin to how the last string on the

Myra turned in surprise.

not noticed him when she came into the room, but now that she was inside, she saw

lift earlier that day. A cigarette was clasped between his fingers and he lit it up with the lighter in his free hand. There was a spark and before long, his chiseled features were

to have kept