Chapter 468
When Eleanor heard that they were just using her work to make money in the competition, she felt a bit relieved, but…
She looked at Bernard again, “I’ve got a ton of projects to work on, so my designs might be a bit slow.”
With one hand supporting his head and the other pushing up his glasses, Bernard said, “No matter how long it takes, I’m willing to wait for you.”
His words seemed to hint at something, and his gaze was deep. Eleanor quickly avoided eye contact and picked up the pen to sign.
Before she could sign, Bernard’s cool and pleasant voice came from above, “Sign as Eleanor.”
Eleanor’s hand holding the pen paused, and she looked at Bernard with some confusion.
“Emilia is the world–renowned designer, I’m just a newbie.” Eleanor said.
“With my name on the entry, there’s no way you would win.”
Moreover, the person named Eleanor had passed away three years ago.
Bernard straightened up, crossed his elegant legs, and touched Eleanor’s short hair,
“Listen to me.”
His way of talking to Eleanor, like a boyfriend, made Pearce feel a bit uncomfortable.
Eleanor quickly lowered her head, avoiding his touch, and signed her name.
After signing, putting her fingerprint, and stamping the contract, she handed the three copies to Aidyn.
Aidyn gestured for Eleanor and Bernard to shake hands, signaling a successful collaboration.
However, Pearce reached out his left hand first, and said to Bernard, “Mr. Laurence, it’s a pleasure to work with you!”
The man on the sofa, with his thick eyelashes lowered, coldly looked at Pearce’s left hand through his glasses.
Just one glance made Pearce shiver, feeling that if he didn’t retract his hand, his left hand would end up like his right one.
After signing the contract, Bernard had no reason to stay any longer. He stared at Eleanor quietly for a while and then walked towards the door.
As the boss, Eleanor naturally had to see the guest out, so she followed Bernard, intending to escort him downstairs.
Aidyn and Pearce walked out first, and Bernard suddenly stopped.
Eleanor, who had been following with her head down, bumped into Bernard’s upright back.
Just as she was about to cover her hurt nose, Bernard turned around and hugged her.
Lowering his head, he whispered in her ear, “Eleanor, I’ll wait for you downstairs.”
Eleanor tilted her head back uncomfortably and asked him, “Wait for me for what?”
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