Conspiracy

Amelia slowly opened her eyes and saw herself lying in Clair's arms. Her hands were around Clair's waist, and her feet were on Clair's lap. Her sleeping posture was so unruly!

"If I say I don't know what's going on, would you believe me?" Clair looked into Amelia's eyes and smiled awkwardly.

Amelia was completely awake. She quickly left Clair's side and sat up. She subconsciously looked at her clothes. Fortunately, her clothes were still there.

"Amelia, I think you came here on your own last night. I didn't do anything out of line!" Clair explained.

She did not need Clair to say that Amelia could tell that Clair was sleeping well on his side, but she ran into Clair's arms!

Amelia pursed her lips in embarrassment!

She thought about how she had asked Clair about his sleeping habits last night, but in the end, she was the one who was dishonest.

Amelia thought back for a moment. She was very curious. How did she end up in Clair's arms in her sleep?

She remembered that last night, a gust of wind seemed to have blown into the room again. She felt a little cold. In her sleep, she seemed to feel that her body was very warm, so she naturally leaned over.

The thing that she felt warm was probably Clair's body!

Amelia slapped her forehead. Was there anything more embarrassing than this?

Amelia was about to explain when Clair got out of bed and walked to the bathroom.

"I'll go wash up first. You can lie down for a while."

Clang!

Amelia lay weakly on the bed. 'Oh, what am I doing?'

She blushed at the thought of being in Clair's arms all night.

The more she thought about it, the more awkward it became. Amelia slammed the mattress as if she wanted to shatter the awkward atmosphere.

...

The two of them did not speak much the entire morning. Perhaps they were both feeling a little awkward.

As they had sent the draft to the museum last night, Amelia and Clair went straight to the museum.

When they arrived at the museum, the design companies that had passed the first round were already waiting. When they saw Amelia enter, everyone's eyes lit up, and looked at her.

Even though they had noticed the beautiful woman yesterday, everyone had been too focused on the project to pay much attention to her. However, there were only ten employees left today, and Amelia's beautiful face immediately attracted everyone's attention.

They had seen many beautiful women, but it was rare to see someone as beautiful and elegant as Amelia!

"Good morning, everyone. We've all seen the first draft, and we've confirmed the second round." Jack walked over slowly.

Everyone looked over, nervously waiting for Jack to announce the final result.

"A total of two companies passed the second round," Jack said slowly.

When they heard that only two companies had passed the second round, everyone became even more nervous. Each company hoped that their own company had passed.

Amelia and Clair were the same. They nervously waited for the company to announce their Dawn name.

Jack did not keep them in suspense and randomly announced the names of the people who had passed the second round.

"The companies that passed the second round are Nuoding City's Boundless Design Company and Lund City's Dawn Design Company!"

Immediately, a cheer filled with joy rang out from the crowd.

"Boss, let's go! We passed!" The voice of a young man in the crowd was particularly obvious.

"I heard it!" A 30-year-old replied excitedly.

As for Amelia, she said, "Clair, we passed!"

Amelia was as happy as a child. She turned around and hugged Clair!

If it weren't for the fact that there were so many people around, Clair believed that Amelia would be dancing with joy.

Looking at Amelia in his arms, Clair was also happy for her. He had contributed to the first draft, and this sense of accomplishment made him feel extremely excited!

"For those companies that didn't pass, it's a pity that we might not be able to work with you this time. Your works are all excellent, but relatively speaking, they're a little inferior to these two companies."

The other companies were all gloomy and deeply regretful for losing this opportunity.

Then, the design companies that did not pass left the museum one after another. In the blink of an eye, only Amelia, Clair, and the five people from Boundless Design were left in the museum.

Jack's voice sounded again. "First of all, congratulations to the two companies for passing the second round. However, there's still one last round. The last round is the interview. I would like to personally talk to your person-in-charge and make the final choice."

"Take a break first. The interview will begin in half an hour. Eric, take everyone to the conference room," Jack instructed the young man beside him.

Eric nodded respectfully.

"Everyone, follow me."

Under Eric's lead, they arrived at the conference room of the museum. Eric brought everyone a glass of water.

"Everyone, rest for a while. I'll inform everyone later." Eric turned around and left.

While waiting, Clair observed the group of people from Boundless. Coincidentally, they were also looking over, but more accurately, they were looking at Amelia.

The way those people looked at Amelia made Clair a little unhappy, so he focused and activated his mind-reading ability.

'Look at how coquet-looking that woman is! I really want to have sex with her in bed.'

'Look at those breasts, that butt, that waist, and those long legs. They're even more exciting than those models! She must be a sl*t in bed!'

"Stop muttering. This is the last round. Nothing can go wrong. Simon, I'll give you a mission."

"Boss, what's the mission?"

Hearing the group of people teasing Amelia, Clair felt an inexplicable anger in his heart, but when he heard that the boss of Boundless Corporation seemed to want to do something, Clair became vigilant.

At this moment, the boss of Boundless, a man in his thirties, walked out of the meeting room with a young man.

Clair frowned. He had a feeling that they were up to something shameful.

"Amelia, I need to go to the toilet." After thinking of a reason, Clair also walked out of the meeting room.