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“The project requires people from the University of Centrolis’ design department, and Murphy Tanner is on the
board of trustees.” Zephyr scoffed. “It’s also one lucrative project that everyone wants in, so the Tanners definitely
aren’t missing this chance.
“More like Nelly Tanner isn’t missing this chance to get close to you? This way, she’ll have an excuse to visit the
Hamerton Group every day to discuss work with you!”
Zephyr glared at him. His cold gaze told him that he should shut up if he had nothing better to say.
Nicholas only cackled more gleefully. After that, he patted Zephyr’s shoulder seriously. “To be honest, I am the boss
of an entertainment company and not much in the high society of Centrolis. But one word from you, and I’ll do my
best!”
“Thanks.” Zephyr patted his wrist as well. “But Nicholas, you probably don’t know that I’m only working for
someone too, yeah?”
“Huh?”
“Make a guess. Who’s the big boss behind this plot of land and the listed companies Donmein and Lyan?”
Nicholas paused. He was clever, so he quickly arrived at the answer—who else, if not Cordelia, when Zephyr could
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtproudly claim that he was working for someone!?
“You…”
Zephyr smiled in silent confirmation.
Nicholas smiled as well, lamenting that he could not compare to the man.
“So, Cordelia’s everyone’s boss?”
“Exactly,” Zephyr answered. Once he thought of Cordelia, he could not help the quirk of his lips.
“But she doesn’t know about this yet. She wants to make something of herself first, so I didn’t disclose this.”
“Well, I’d love to see what Nelly Tanner looks like when she meets your big boss!” Nicholas cackled.
Zephyr pulled a long face. “Can you stop bringing up this woman?”
Nicholas followed him gleefully.
He had wanted to buy some pregnancy-friendly skincare for Linda, but the two men did not know how to shop and
somehow made their way to the makeup section.
Zephyr saw people testing lipsticks. He had never known what difference there was among the rows of lipsticks.
They all looked red. When he saw the two girls testing, he suddenly had a thought.
‘Women must all like these.’
Cordelia had never put on makeup. In the past, it was because she was thrifty and only used the cheapest lip
products. Now that she was a senior assistant by Janine’s side, she should dress up a bit more.
Zephyr went over to take a look at the lipsticks, nearly dropping Nicholas’ jaw.
The sales assistant came over warmly to ask him which type he needed, but he looked at the choices seriously with
a frown, suddenly feeling like he was colorblind.
“Let’s go!” Nicholas said in a whisper, “No man buys this stuff. It’s embarrassing!”
“It’s not embarrassing for you to buy skincare products for your wife, but it’s embarrassing for me to buy lipstick
for mine?” Zephyr glared at him.
Actually, it was logical. Nicholas kept quiet.
“Sir!” The sales assistant wore a professional smile. “If you really can’t make up your mind, you can try swatching
them and see which color matches your girlfriend more.”
Zephyr paused. “How do I do that?”
“You can swatch them on the back of your hand.”
“Shouldn’t lipstick be applied on the lips? What can you see putting them on the back of your hand?”
The sales assistant was rendered speechless and could only chuckle dryly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Can I put it on the lips?” asked Zephyr.
It was the sales assistant’s first time meeting a man like this. “Err… sure.
“Will you be applying it?”
How could Mr. Z Hamerton be subjected to something like that!?
Zephyr contemplated with furrowed brows and suddenly turned around to see Nicholas, who was standing there
dumbly.
“Which artist does your company still want to sign?”
Nicholas jolted and met the man’s unfriendly gaze.
Zephyr smirked. “Neil Harris, right? I’ll get him for you!”
“Zephyr Hamerton, what… What do you want?”
Nicholas stepped back, but Zephyr grabbed his collar.
“You’re fair, almost like Cordelia!” Zephyr squinted. “Miss!”
Nicholas was in despair. “Zephyr, you f*cking—”
“Test these all on him!”
Zephyr waved a hand at the over 300 lipsticks.