"Mr. Hawke, the first fragrance has been formulated. Here's all the information."
Elara Don, enduring Damon Hawke's scorching gaze, handed over the document in her hand to him.
Damon Hawke took the document and browsed through it, a smile tugging at his lips.
"Not bad."
The woman's professional skills were undeniable, and she often brought him surprises.
Even the copywriting was so creative, it showed her sensitivity.
Damon Hawke set the document aside, watching Elara Don with her head lowered, and said, "There will be new product launches and a series of events like the press conference next, thanks for your hard work."
She was a great help in his business.
If she could be a supportive partner in life, it would be perfect.
"It's my duty."
Elara Don replied.
"Was it you who dealt with the Lane Corporation matter?" Damon Hawke asked.
Elara Don looked up without denying, "Yes, sorry, I didn't report to you in advance."
