Holly Wyatt hesitated for a moment. 'It's a scrapped draft anyway, and the project was canceled,' she thought, so she handed the design sketches to him.
The moment Philip Powell took the sketches, a flash of disbelief crossed his eyes.
He had only asked on a whim, not expecting Holly Wyatt to actually give them to him.
"Aren't you afraid I'll plagiarize this?"
Holly Wyatt shot him a strange glance. "You wouldn't."
Holly Wyatt's expression was resolute, as if she understood Philip Powell's character completely.
She hadn't worked with Philip Powell for long, but she knew he was an extremely hardworking person.
To keep his position, Philip Powell would get to the office at seven in the morning every day, eating breakfast while he worked.
Sometimes, to finish his tasks ahead of schedule, he would even sacrifice his lunch break to work. But worried about disturbing others, he would take his laptop to the stairwell.
