Chapter 95 What’s This All About?
“Most folks who came here today want to parme op you knd if not with you, then with someone else,” Cyril said, giving a friendly par on Louis’s shoulder. You bang right I’ll go have a quick word with Sylvia” He picked up his drink and soled toward where Sylvia was.
Deep down, even Cyril couldn’t quite pin down why be felt compelled to beb Louis. It wasn’t just about giving Louis a leg up, he wanted to lend a hand to Sylvie too. She needed solid projects to keep her footing as the vice president, especially since that was her position from the get–go.
Reflecting on their marriage, Cyril did feel a twinge of guilt towards Sylvia. He saw this as a chance to make it up to her.
Sylvia finished up a conversation just as Cyril approached her. She had been laughing with Juliet but her smile vanished instantly when she turned to face Cyril.
“What can I do for you, Mr. Cyril?” Sylvia asked, maintaining her composure and a polite smile, even though they were in a public setting where too much interaction was the last thing she wanted. Especially when the whole room had eyes on them, curious to witness this unexpected chat.
Conversations like this one, filled with gossip and spectacle, made Sylvia downright
uncomfortable.
“I just had a chat with Louis. He seems pretty keen to work with you and would like to apologize if you’re willing,” Cyril said.
Sylvia paused, taken aback. Did an apology really matter? She didn’t think Louis had said anything out of line.
“People make snap judgments without knowing the whole picture; it’s just human nature. But why did you send him to apologize? Do you think he did something wrong earlier?” Sylvia said, cutting to the chase. She didn’t see Louis as a good partnership candidate to begin with–if they clashed from the start, there was bound to be trouble down the line.
As for Sylvia, she liked her life hassle–free. If partnering up meant inviting trouble, she’d rather not start at all. Besides, it’s not like she was short on partners.
Cyril began to defend himself, “You might have gotten the wrong idea; what I mean is—”
“I don’t care what you meant,” Sylvia interrupted. “Beyond what he said, I don’t think we’re a good fit for collaboration. And clearly, he’s more interested in a partnership with you-
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“Most folks who came here today want to partner up with you. And if not with you, then with someone else,” Cyril said, giving a friendly pat on Louis’s shoulder. “You hang tight;
I’ll
go
have a quick word with Sylvia.” He picked up his drink and strolled toward where Sylvia was.
Deep down, even Cyril couldn’t quite pin down why he felt compelled to help Louis. It wasn’t just about giving Louis a leg up; he wanted to lend a hand to Sylvia too. She needed solid projects to keep her footing as the vice president, especially since that was her position from the get–go.
Reflecting on their marriage, Cyril did feel a twinge of guilt towards Sylvia. He saw this as a chance to make it up
to her.
Sylvia finished up a conversation just as Cyril approached her. She had been laughing with Juliet but her smile vanished instantly when she turned to face Cyril.
“What can I do for you, Mr. Cyril?” Sylvia asked, maintaining her composure and a polite smile, even though they were in a public setting where too much interaction was the last thing she wanted. Especially when the whole room had eyes on them, curious to witness this unexpected chat.
Conversations like this one, filled with gossip and spectacle, made Sylvia downright
uncomfortable.
“I just had a chat with Louis. He seems pretty keen to work with you and would like to apologize if you’re willing,” Cyril said.
Sylvia paused, taken aback. Did an apology really matter? She didn’t think Louis had said anything out of line.
“People make snap judgments without knowing the whole picture; it’s just human nature. But why did you send him to apologize? Do you think he did something wrong earlier?” Sylvia said, cutting to the chase. She didn’t see Louis as a good partnership candidate to begin with–if they clashed from the start, there was bound to be trouble down the line.
As for Sylvia, she liked her life hassle–free. If partnering up meant inviting trouble, she’d rather not start at all. Besides, it’s not like she was short on partners.
Cyril began to defend himself, “You might have gotten the wrong idea; what I mean is-
“I don’t care what you meant,” Sylvia interrupted. “Beyond what he said, I don’t think we’re a good fit for collaboration. And clearly, he’s more interested in a partnership with you—
everyone can see that.”
At this point, it was clear to Cyril.
Sylvia had considered a partnership but after getting a glimpse into Louis’s true intentions, she quickly changed her mind.
“Alright, let’s drop it then,” Cyril conceded. “Originally, I thought this might be an
opportunity to make amends for my part in our marriage mishaps. I’ve come to realize I’ve made some missteps.”
Sylvia was momentarily taken aback. Had Cyril actually started to reflect on their marriage?
“No need for that,” Sylvia replied icily. “If you’re talking about our marriage, then I think I was just too impulsive back then. We both made that decision without really thinking it through. And as for you admitting you haven’t been at your best, well, you might be mistaken. Because from start to finish, you’ve been nothing but a mess in this marriage. If you want to make it right, the best way to do that is to stay far away from me and never
show
your face again.” Her words were chilling.
Trying to brush off years of issues with a simple ‘I haven’t been at my best?? Even strangers
shouldn’t be treated that way, let alone a husband and wife.
Sylvia’s smile was one of finality as she turned to leave, but Cyril stopped her with an unexpected question. “Wait a second, did you go to the southern beach five years ago? Did you save someone?”
Sylvia’s heart skipped a beat. Did Cyril remember something?
“I’m sorry, I don’t really follow what you’re saying,” she said, confused.
me,
“That day, five years ago, I nearly died in the sea when my boat capsized. Someone saved and I’ve always thought they looked a lot like you,” Cyril explained, his voice tinged with urgency. Ever since the dream, he’d wanted to ask Sylvia, and now he had the chance, he looked at her, eager for an answer.
“What are you saying? If it was me who saved you back then, does that make you want to make amends with me now? And if that’s true, what does that make all of this?” Sylvia’s
expression darkened.
“Are you trying to gross me out here? Forget whatever happened five years ago–it has nothing to do with me. But even if it did, if you only now remember it and think you owe me a life debt, don’t you see how disgusting that is?” she accused, her voice sharp with disdain.
Why only now? What had he been doing all this time, knocking her down without mercy and treating her invisibly, ignoring her existence?
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Taking a deep breath, Sylvia stepped closer to Cyril. “Don’t delude yourself here. I’m sure someone must have told you, if it really was me who saved you, I’d have told you without hesitation. After all, in your eyes–and everyone else’s–I’m nothing but a scheming woman,
With that, Sylvia walked away with Juliet, leaving Cyril standing alone, his spirits sinking, What did her words mean? Scheming? He had never really thought of Sylvia that way… or had he? Sure, they married because Sylvia supposedly played games, but why did his heart feel so heavy now?