F1 Champion's Perfect Crash: When Love Takes The Final Turn novel Chapter 122

Lukas's eyes darkened, and a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes. "Dad, why are you saying this?"

Cillian snorted lightly, "On the side of the Morning Light Jewelry Competition, they invited me to be a judge. Today, with nothing to do, I looked through some of the competition drafts. Unexpectedly, I came across the design draft from your company, the one by Aurelia."

"You helped her gain fame before, assisted her in the lawsuit, and even brought her to your company. I thought she was a talented person, but it turns out she's just a mediocre imposter. Look at the designs she drew. Honestly, with this level, she won't even pass the first round. Your judgment of people still needs improvement."

Lukas's eyebrows furrowed deeply. He had seen most of Aurelia's design drafts. She was not someone who did things half-heartedly; each of her designs was full of creativity.

But considering his father's status and position, he wouldn't randomly accuse an unknown designer.

What could have gone wrong?

Numerous thoughts raced through Lukas's mind.

He said, "Dad, could you take a picture of Aurelia's design draft and send it to me for a look?"

Cillian's tone was not very pleasant, "Why? Do you think I, your dad, would falsely accuse her?"

Lukas sighed, "No, I just want to take a look."

"Since you're so insistent, I will let you see it clearly," Cillian's tone turned a bit sharp.

Lukas helplessly sighed, "Dad, thank you."

Cillian snorted, "You don't have to thank me. It would be better if you come home more often. Your brother will also be back in the country after a while. Come home, so your mom won't keep complaining about your lack of filial piety to her."

Thinking of his mother, Lukas's expression softened a bit, "All right, I'll come home when I have time."

After ending the call, it didn't take long for Cillian to send the pictures.

Lukas looked at the design draft on his phone, his brow furrowing slightly. If this design draft was indeed drawn by Aurelia, then her skills were uncharacteristically unstable.

However, he had seen most of the designs Aurelia produced over the past two years, and none of them exhibited such a drop in skill level.

Alternatively, perhaps Aurelia had run out of talent and was now using this subpar design to pass off as her own work.

Lukas pondered for a long time, realizing that he was just speculating here. He might as well go and ask Aurelia directly.

After freshening up, Lukas went to knock on Aurelia's door, only to find that her room was empty.

As he came downstairs, he immediately spotted Aurelia sitting on the sofa, playing happily with a little white kitten.

Lukas's eyes flashed, wondering how she could be so carefree after what happened last night.

Was she really so indifferent to it, or was she pretending not to care?

Lukas found himself increasingly curious about Aurelia.

As he approached the sofa, before he could speak, he saw the little white kitten suddenly dart away from in front of Aurelia and scuttle to the floor.

Lukas's handsome face contorted. Was he that scary?