Old Mr. Robinson had just poured himself some tea when he saw Caleb. He was slightly taken aback. "Caleb, why are you …"

The next second, his gaze fell on Yvonne, who was standing next to him. He immediately said, "You two came together?"

"Yes, Old Mr. Robinson, isn't it a coincidence? I was just sending over some documents to Miller Jewels when I saw your butler inviting her." Caleb comfortably took a seat. "You won't blame me for coming over to crash your meal, right?"

Arthur furrowed his brows. "What documents were you sending to Miller Jewels?"

"We're collaborating." Caleb smiled and looked at Thomas next to Arthur. "You are …?"

"Thomas Jones of Jones Jewels." Arthur simply introduced them before looking at Yvonne. "I asked you here today not to beat around the bush. I want to talk to you about the designs."

Yvonne had already predicted this would happen. She immediately smiled. "There's nothing to talk about, right? Kayla took my mother's design to join a competition. She an