"Mr. Morris, you're probably unaware since you have just recovered from a serious illness. Do you know that Miss Morris made Antarts's design?" Stanley had a faint smile on his face.
His cold eyes fell on Zak and then on Laura, who had just come out of the kitchen.
All of a sudden, a hint of warning flashed across his eyes. Laura felt a chill down her spine.
Her hand, which was holding the fruit tray, trembled, but she quickly set it down.
With a smile on her face, she walked over and placed a cup of coffee in front of Stanley. "Mr. Grant, please."
Then she put another cup of tea in front of Zak.
"What's going on?" Zak asked her.
Antarts's win at the bidding had helped to speed up his recovery.
However, Laura had told him that a new designer had designed the designs. She did not
