Neil quietly stood at the side and watched her for a few seconds before he went to the kitchen and made her a cup of coffee. After he placed it on the desk, he went off to take a shower.
By the time he stepped out of the shower, Silvia was leaning on the desk and fast asleep.
Her long, black hair covered half of her face, so only her cherry lips and chin were showing. Even so, she still looked alluring.
Neil walked up to her and carried her gently.
A familiar, warm scent entered his nose, and he held her more tightly.
Silvia was a light sleeper. When Neil laid her on the bed, she woke up.
“Um… when did I fall asleep?”
She was still in a daze, and her clear eyes held a lethal allure.
Neil lowered his head and kissed her on the lips. He savored her beauty to the fullest.
After the kiss, both of them were gasping a little.
Silvia wrapped her arms around his neck, and her face was slightly red.
Neil released her once he finally calmed down. His voice sounded a bit low and deep. “Get some sleep.”
Silvia started to get out of bed. “I’ll need to save the amended designs.”
“I’ll do it. Just rest.”
“Okay.”
…
Three days after Silvia had given her name card to Daisy, she finally received a call.
They decided to meet up in a cafe. As soon as they met, Daisy said, “I need six hundred thousand dollars.” She looked tired.
Silvia raised her eyebrows in surprise and asked, “Do you agree to give me the shirt?”
Silvia shook her head. “There’s no hurry. Continue to monitor Jacob’s parents. If anything happens, tell me immediately.”
“Okay.”
After Dulcie left, Silvia looked at the test report as she wondered who was behind this.
The first party she suspected was Perficient. Thanks to her, they lost tens of millions of dollars when they previously competed. They would certainly find a chance to get even. Based on the way Jacob’s parents had reacted, she was quite certain that someone was pulling the strings behind the scenes.
If she held a press conference or called the police now, she would alert the enemy. They would only lower their guard if it looked like MY Corporation could no longer fight back. She would take that chance to catch them.
There was a cold glint in her eyes when she thought of this.
Meanwhile, Ada felt smug when she saw the Internet fueling the scandal. Major stores had also taken MY Corporation’s clothes off their shelves.
Silvia had fallen for such a little trick. Her victory did not feel satisfying.
She took her phone and dialed Liam’s number. Then, she smiled and said, “Mr. Remus, are you free for dinner tonight?”
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