Page 127 of My Ruthless Neighbor

“What are you working on? Did I disturb you?”

“Not really. I was about to take a break. But wanted to finish one PowerPoint. The workload has increased since the Modern Closet campaign.”

“It’s a good thing, no?”

Brielle nods. “It is. But it’s hella tiring to sit in one place and work on a computer. I love when we are on set, you know. It’s so much livelier than this.”

I agree. During the photoshoots, I have seen how much they enjoyed working and bringing their ideas to life.

Nina saunters to her and wraps an arm around her waist. “I can finish that if you want.” She motions to Brielle’s monitor.

She leans her head against hers. “I don’t deserve you.”

“I am taking that as a yes.” Nina chuckles.

“No. I wasn’t agreeing to your offer. I am going to do it on my own.”

“But we are on the same team. We are not rivals, remember? I can help my teammate.”

I sometimes forget that before the merge, there were two creative departments. Department I was led by Raleigh and Department II by Hannah.

Nina was in Department I and Brielle was in Department II.

They had some serious animosity toward each other. And that’s why they were merged. Raleigh and Hannah were furious by this but look how it worked out in the end.

“Yes, we are a team but that doesn’t mean I will slack off.”

Nina rolls her eyes. “All right.”

Jason and Chris started talking about sports. I tune them out and share the latest update about my favorite show- Stranger Things with the girls.

“Vecna is so hot,” Mia gushes, and I choke on my coffee.

Brielle laughs. “Are you serious?”

“You mean Jamie Campbell Bower is hot, right?” I ask as I recover from her statement.

She shakes her head. “I am talking about the red villain. He is so sexy.”

The other female team member speaks, “I agree. I want him so bad.” She fans herself.

I wrinkle my nose. “You guys are sick.”

“I second that.” Brielle and Nina say in unison.

The two fangirls of Vecna stare at us. “Have you heard his voice?”

I open my mouth and then close it. Well, he indeed has a deep sexy voice.

Mia shoots me a triumphant smile. “I can see it on your face. Admit it that he is hot.”

“Who’s hot?” Chris interrupts our debate and scowls at Mia.

“N-nobody.” She stutters.

They start bickering and we watch with amusement.

Brielle turns her head when we hear the sound of footsteps approaching. She gazes at something over my shoulder. Her face lights up.

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