Chapter 181

"That’s a better arrangement. You’ll have support because caring for a baby isn’t easy during the first few years."

"Everyone’s told me that," Deborah said with a laugh.

Just then, the door opened, and Elliot returned, carrying his sketchbook and a portfolio.

Fabian was with him, holding a tray with three glasses of juice and some folders.

"I think that’s enough for today, Fabian," George said when he saw the folders.

"This is the last batch for today, sir. In the afternoon, you’ll be free to review all the finalists’ designs from the contest."

"Alright," George said, letting out a sigh.

"Here you go, Deborah," Fabian said, handing her a glass.

"Thank you."

"It’s strange to hear you talk, but it’s a nice change," he remarked before leaving to return to his desk.

"Look, Debbie," Elliot said, sitting close to her as he opened his sketchbook. "These are the drawings I made based on the idea you told me about in your messages," he said, handing her the notebook and opening the po