The signing ceremony was not big in size, but those who attended had business relationships with Zephyr and were of high status.
The western suburbs land project involved the interests of various parties. The signing ceremony this time was mainly agreements among a few subcontractors and design firms. These contracts required Cordelia’s signature to be effective.
Cordelia was in the restroom. Those who did her makeup were chief artists of top international cosmetic brands. As for the clothing rack that the assistant wheeled over, a few haute couture gowns glittered like fairy dresses. They were specially tailored for her, and there was only one of each in the world.
The stylists were discussing which dress Cordelia’s makeup look should go with while she was wielding a signing pen and signing her name seriously on a few documents.
Zephyr came in with a knock on the door. He could not help adoring her, looking at her earnest look. He went over to sit next to her and waved at the stylists. The latter dismissed themselves.
They were the only two people in the room now.
“All done.” Cordelia passed him the contracts.
“Mm.” Zephyr took them and looked at her gently. “Do you know what these are?”
“Yeah. I’ve gone through every line. All good!”
Zephyr grinned. He had actually read these agreements a long time ago, making sure that nothing was wrong before he let her sign them. It was just that this detail-oriented girl had read through them again—so fast, too.
It seemed that she was far smarter than he had imagined.
“I just don’t quite understand…” Cordelia frowned. “Isn’t this your company’s project? Why are you letting me sign them?”
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