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Eugene insisted on driving Sylvia hhimself, and amidst the playful teasing of their friends, Sylvia couldn't outright refuse
without making it awkward.
Sitting in the backseat, Eugene handed Sylvia a bottle of her favorite passion fruit-flavored yogurt, “Got this for you.”
Sylvia smiled, “When did you buy this?”
“Just now, while waiting for our ride. Saw the yogurt shop across the street. You've had quite a bit to drink, and | thought this might
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇthelp settle your stomach. | even had them add in sgranola and your favorite dried fruits. Give it a try.” His eyes were warm in
the dim light.
Sylvia took it, touched, “Thank you!”
“Don’t mention it!” Eugene laughed, always maintaining that careful balance of distance, not wanting to overwhelm Sylvia, yet
unwilling to stay too far away.
Holding the yogurt, Sylvia felt genuinely moved.
“Oh!” Eugene said with a laugh, “I've referred sbusiness to your firm from a few of our partnerpanies. Don’t worry, they
are all long-tpartners, and their teams are great. Nothing like that mess with Baron Barlow.”
At the mention of Baron, Sylvia's thoughts naturally drifted to Gabriel, causing her a moment of difort, though she kept her
smile, “You didn’t have to go out of your way for us, we're quite busy as itis.”
“l know you're not all about the money, but | genuinely think the quality of your work deserves recognition,” Eugene said, his
handsfeatures relaxed and cheerful, “It’s just a word from me. They benefit from your services and will probably end up
thanking me!”
His well-chosen words and light-hearted jokes eased the atmosphere.
Sylvia smiled softly, “Still, thank you!”
“Then you owea meal when you land a big contract!”
“Deal!”
—— The price is only 1/4 of what others charge —
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