“If you get a boyfriend, make sure to give him a heads-up too. You’re about to steal some of your romance time,” I reminded. her with a grin.


    “It’s fine. It’ll be a good test for him,” Myra said, her face lighting up with a big, happy smile-sweet, full of joy.


    “Alright, let’s get to work. To save time, we need to pinpoint the root of the problem so we can address it directly when the others arrive,” I instructed.


    Myra nodded and pulled out the blueprints. “I’ll handle Areas A, D, and F.”


    “I’ll take care of the rest.” Even though I was the one in charge, in situations like this, I couldn’t just sit back and delegate. I had to get hands-on, just like Myra.


    The next day, we met the two representatives from the construction team: one was named ir, the other Marc. On the third day, in the afternoon, we met the lighting supplier’s team: one was named Lester, the other Cameron.


    We, the three parties, went over the issues Myra and I had identified, then proceeded with a site inspection. In the end, we all agreed: the lights were fine, the construction was fine-it was the lighting adjustments that were the problem.


    ording to the contract, the lighting adjustments were the responsibility of the supplier. Cameron Patel, the person in charge, immediately contacted hispany and got back to me. “We’ll send two lighting technicians over. They’ll arrive tomorrow afternoon.”


    I felt a bit impatient. “Can theye any sooner?”


    Even though there was still a month left and we’d figured out the issue, lighting adjustments were a meticulous task.


    Sometimes, a single light needed to be adjusted multiple times, and with thousands of lights in the park, if we didn’t speed up, we wouldn’t finish on time.


    Plus, we had to leave enough time for Alvin to do a pre-inspection. If he wasn’t satisfied or found something that needed fixing, we’d have to make more changes.


    “We’ve got Mr. Hayward, but he’s out of town. He’s rushing back, but tomorrow is the earliest he can get here,” Cameron exined.


    Since they were doing their best, I didn’t push further and just had to wait.


    “How good is Mr. Hayward?” I casually asked as we sat down for dinner.


    Cameron, about forty, a little chubby, and very friendly, grinned. “Well, if he says he’s second-best in the industry, no one dares to im the top spot.”


    I wondered, ‘Really?’


    I smiled. “That puts my mind at ease.”


    “Mr. Hayward is still single, by the way. If Miss Kemp knows any suitable youngdies, maybe you could introduce them?” Cameron added, yfully turning into a matchmaker.


    “Sure, but aren’t you worried he might meet someone here and decide he doesn’t want to leave?” I teased.


    “Ourpany arranges positions for employees’ families too,” Cameron joked back.


    The dinner was lighthearted and rxed-perfect for unwinding before the hard work ahead.


    When I got home, my phone rang. It was Alvin.


    I wasn’t sure what he wanted at this hour, but I answered anyway. “Mr. Dolton.”


    “Zoe, you’re really something. So you think I have something going on with Thea, huh?” His voice was cold and threatening


    I thought, ‘It looks like he was calling to confront me. Someone must’ve filled him in.


    “Did I say anything that wasn’t true?” I replied, keeping my tone steady.


    Alvin sneered. “Alright, Zoe, I’ll give you what you want.”


    I thought, “What?’ Before I could process what he meant, he’d already hung up.


    After washing up, Iy down in bed and checked my phone. I saw a bunch of unread messages in a group chat called “y Around.”


    This was a group with Alvin, Oscar, and a few of their other friends. I was in it too, having joined as Alvin’s fiancée.


    I opened the group, and all the messages were directed straight at me.


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