MainNovelEugene followed Sylvia into her office, carrying the special treat he'd picked up just for her. With an easy smile, he said, “Take a
break—have something to eat first.”
Sylvia sat at her desk, her voice calm as ever. “You've already gone to so much trouble with Amy's situation. Don’t go spending
extra on me.”
Settling into the chair across from her, Eugene replied in his gentle, unhurried way, “Honestly? There's nothing more rewarding in
the world than making someone happy. Sure, | spent a little money, but in return, | get the satisfaction of brightening someone's
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtday. That's not an expense—it’s a pleasure.”
Sylvia looked up and gave a quiet laugh. “You're so generous. Maybe you should just hand out cash on the street—think how happy
strangers would be.”
“That's different,” Eugene said, shaking his head. “Random people would etthe moment | turned the corner. But your team
—they’ll remember this. They're happy now, and later, they'll remember it was you who made their day. That's the point.”
“So,” Sylvia said, meeting his eyes, “even the generous ones have their motives.”
She studied him for a moment, then added, “You know, I'm realizing | actually don’t know you that well.”
Eugene leaned forward, a playful glint in his eyes. “Want a chance to get to knowbetter?”
“No thanks,” Sylvia replied, brisk and decisive, dropping her gaze back to the paperwork on her desk.
Eugene put on aically wounded expression. “Not even a polite lie to spare my feelings?”
Despite herself, Sylvia chuckled, her head still down.
Seeing her smile, Eugene's expression softened. He stood and said, “That's all | wanted—to see you smile. Mission aplished. |
won't push my luck. Get back to work. I'll head out. If | hear anything from Harry, I'll give you a call.”
Sylvia nodded. “Alright.”
He gestured to the bag he'd left on her desk. “Don’t et your snack.”
Sylvia thanked him once again.
With a warm, easy smile, Eugene turned and walked out.
She watched the door swing shut behind him. Her gaze landed on the paper bag of treats, lingering there for a long moment before
she finally turned back to her work.
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—— The price is only 1/4 of what others charge —
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