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The man sat casually on a barstool, microphone in hand, his gaze fixed on the screen. His profile was striking—handsome, with a

hint of melancholy—and he sang with a depth of feeling that drew everyone in.

His voice was warm and mellow, carrying a subtle undertone that made it all the more captivating.

Milanda clung to Sylvia's arm, barely able to contain her excitement. “Isn't he eous? Boss, if you keep acting indifferent,

everyone in the office is going to lose control and throw themselves at him.”

Sylvia winced; Milanda’s grip was almost painful. Watching her friend's enthusiasm, she gave a faint smile. “Milanda, do you

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actually have a crush on Mr. Winters?”

Milanda let out a tic sigh. “I know my limits. There's no way someone like Mr. Winters would notice a mere mortal like me.

Admit it, you're just teasingbecause you know you're the only one he’s interested in, aren't you?”

Sylvia arched an eyebrow, her voice cool. “Sorry!”

“Don’t apologize—just tell me: do you like Mr. Winters?” Milanda leaned in, grinning mischievously. “You can tell me. | swear | won't

breathe a word to him.”

Sylvia ignored her, refusing to rise to the bait.

How did | fall for you and decide to go hwith you?

To give up everything—nothing else matters.

Words fall short, my feelings too long for paper.

Every story | have is about you.

Eugene's singing continued, and when he reached those lines, he couldn't help but glance back at Sylvia.

She was staring at the screen, lost in thought—or maybe she was just listening intently to his voice.

Eugene's expression darkened, just for a moment. Then he stood up with a smile. “It's been ages since | last sang—I just can’t get

into the groove. Who wants the next song?”

Everyone protested, clearly wanting more, but Eugene wouldn't budge. He handed the microphone to someone else and returned

to sit beside Sylvia.

“You were great,” Sylvia said with a smile. “Why stop now?”

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