Chapter 67 Who’s the Better One
Juliet wasn’t kidding when she said something strat Cyril’s reactions being odd. Honestly, she was as baffled as anyone about how things had spirated, but she had kept an eye on Cyril, and his responses to Sylvia were way out of the ordinary
It was like he had changed into a different person after the divorce. Today, it seemed he wanted to chat with Sylvia time and again but she was giving him the cold shoulder, leaving Cyril’s words stuck in his
throat.
“Strange or not, let’s figure out what’s going down first,” Sylvia decided.
She sought out the manager to get the lowdown on the situation. Turns out the blacklist thing was mainly because their rivals were stirring up trouble. Sylvia figured it wasn’t too big of a deal. If their opponents were exploiting their weak points, it meant there were indeed areas they needed to clean up.
“But really, how many celebs are squeaky clean? Our company’s better than most, but compared to the big fish we’re up against, we’ve got our work out out for us, confided the manager.
After thinking it over, Sylvia replied, “Well, you said it yourself, not everyone in this biz is spotless. So let’s dig up some dirt on them. If they’ve done something shady, you guys can find out. Once you’ve got solid proof, hand it over to the authorities. Oh, and you might want to go public about your connection to
headquarters”
After all, the subsidiary had made good profits for the company, so of course, Sylvia was willing to help them set up some money–making opportunities
Hearing Sylvia’s plan, the manager’s eyes went wide. He had thought about it before but taking on the rivals wasn’t easy. Now with Sylvia green–lighting the exposure of their connection to the main office, the obstacles didn’t seem so huge.
He was thrilled and assured her he could handle it. He also checked if the magazine with Sylvia and Cyril could actually hit the stands, if not, he’d need to pivot fast.
“Why couldn’t it be released? Of course, it can go out,” Sylvia affirmed.
Although she hadn’t anticipated teaming up with Cyril, they’d done it for the money, and that was what
counted.
With a nod, the manager promised to hop on it and started organizing the next steps.
After the wild ride of the magazine shoot, Cyril seemed to catch a wind of opportunity. He was pinging Sylvia with messages and emails left and right, sticking to her like glu
Juliet lost count of how many times she’d intercepted these emails for Sylvia. What was Cyril thinking? He used to barely acknowledge Sylvia, and now he was the one chasing after her.
“Can’t you give him something else to do?” Sylvia wished Cyril would just move on. They were over; there wasn’t any reason to keep in touch she wasn’t up for being just friends.”
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Cyril was actually dying to know how Sylvin had so quickly climbed to the position of vice president. His recent encounters made him realize how little he actually kreu shout her. He wanted to understand Sylvia anew, although he insisted there was no other motive behind it. Others, however, sew it differently. Which is why he kept reaching out, never receiving a single reply to his emails or text messages.
“Man, you did a magazine shoot with Sylvin behind my back? Do you have any idea how much buzz this caused? Nobody expected you to pose with your ex–wife! Everyone knew about Cyril and Sylvia’s past. Their rocky marriage made the news of the magazine spread shocking.
Cyril remained unnervingly calm, “So what?” he retorted, leaving Jonathan speechless.
“Dude, do you know Katrina reached out to me this morning?” blurted Jonathan. “She’s asking what’s going on between you and Sylvia. Everyone’s freaking out online about the photo spread. They think you two should get back together.”
In truth, they did look perfect in the photos. Jonathan, who knew the real score, doubted a reunion was on the cards considering how awkward things had become.
Cyril stayed silent, a gesture Jonathan interpreted as telling.
“You’re not actually considering getting back with Sylvia, are you? You might be open to the idea, but I seriously doubt Sylvia is. Oh, and, by the way, after your magazine went viral this morning, Bark released a childhood photo of him and Sylvia, outright asking who’s better: him or you.”
Jonathan whipped out his phone and pulled up Bark’s post. Cyril’s eyes widened in disbelief.
“What did you say?”
“See for yourself.”
Taking Jonathan’s phone, Cyril saw the photo Bark posted–a young Bark with his arm around Sylvia, who was hugging him tightly, both of them smiling at the camera like happy teenagers.
Clenching the phone, Cyril thought, when the heck was this? How did he not know about it? Sylvia knew Bark since childhood? First it was Bruce, and now Bark. How many more men did Sylvia have unclear relationships with? And Bark’s post was a clear shot at him he was challenging Cyril!