"Not bad. But | think the space layout can be made more exquisite. There is still one day left. You think you can finish it?"

Like a veteran actor, he looked indifferent as he pointed at the drawing.

Rosalynn raised an eyebrow, feeling that this guy was being unnecessarily picky.

But since he was the boss, she had no choice but to do so.

When Rosalynn took back the design draft, she noticed Brian reading the translation material from Edwin earlier.

She reminded him, "There's actually something wrong with that translation material.”

Brian raised his eyes and was a little surprised.

"You can understand Neham's language?”

A bit," Rosalynn replied.

She was not only proficient in Neham's language but also fluent in other languages.

"What's the accurate translation?" Brian asked.

"The rubber is easy to deform, not to soften."

Considering the context, Brian confirmed that Rosalynn's interpretation was correct. He found it intriguing.

Opening files on the computer, he said, "Why don't you check if there are any other errors?”

Rosalynn hesitated briefly before approaching the desk, scrolling the mouse, and examining the files.

Brian stepped aside, waiting for her response.

The room fell silent.

He caught a whiff of her subtle fragrance.

His eyes lingered on her delicate and attractive face.

She wore a white chiffon blouse and black high-waist pants that accentuated her slim waist.

Though beautiful women were abundant, it was rare to find one who was both stunning and intelligent.

Rosalyn...

"There are no significant issues. But there is a minor error here."

Rosalynn's voice snapped Brian back to reality.

As he leaned in to ask about the small mistake, Rosalynn turned her head.