Chapter 58


    Chapter 58 Once a Street Punk


    After hearing Harold’s words, Sylvia and the other two sat in silence. This was new territory for them


    – Sylvia just came here to have fun, a break from the daily grind. She couldn’t help butugh at the


    idea. If she didn’t have a job, maybe, just maybe, she’d consider such an enticing offer.


    “Sir, I think you got one thing wrong,” Sylvia finally spoke. “Outshining Bulk isn’t a walk in the park.


    First off, matching his talent is a tall order, and don’t even get me started on his looks – he’s got


    universal appeal. Plus, each of his songs has its ownposer, and you know the legend he works


    with. So, to match Bulk’s achievements, you’ll need a team even stronger than his. Do you have


    that?”


    Harold beamed, “Of course, our boss is Bulk himself!”


    This revtion threw the three women into deeper silence.


    Seeing their confusion, Harold was puzzled until Sylvia burst intoughter.


    “If you work for Bulk, then any coboration between us is even less likely. First, Bulk would never


    let me enter showbiz. And second, maybe you should get to know his family tree a bit better.”


    Harold was lost. “I’m sorry, I’ve only been on the job for a week. I don’t understand what you mean.


    Could you exin?”


    Sylvia smiled. “You might want to ask your seniors at thepany. I’m sure they’d love to


    on.” clear things up for you. Thanks for the chat today, but I’ve got my own career to focus on.


    As the party disbanded, each went their separate ways. Sylvia, who used to rock through all-


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    “Why am I so tired after getting home before ten? I can’t seem to find the energy,” Sylvia pondered


    out loud.


    Juliet, feeling sluggish herself, replied, “Right? But hey, we got a partnership to talk about today. You


    ready?”


    Sylvia nodded with surety, “Don’t sweat it. We’llnd this deal. The CEO and I he’ll do me this solid.


    Plus, we’re their best bet.”


    go way back


    This newpany they nned to partner with was just getting off the ground, and folks were wary


    due to the CEO’s shady past. So the alliance was a shocker. Juliet kept asking why, but Sylvia


    yed coy, telling her to wait until they met him.


    Arriving at the conference room, the CEO from the newpany was already waiting. Their past


    hups in business meant trust was low, and survival was at stake. Just keeping thepany


    afloat was a struggle, let alone managing a staff dependent on their paychecks.


    After an anxious hour, Sylvia strolled in, apologizing for the dy caused by a road ident. Her


    tardiness signaled how much they valued this partnership.


    “No worries at all,” their counterparts assured. “Now, shall we dive into the partnership details?”


    Settling down opposite them, Ward from the newpany suddenly recognized Sylvia. Shocked,


    he recalled how she used to be a little street punk, and now here she was, engaging in corporate


    dealings.


    Sylvia noticed Ward’s realization and chuckled, “Long time, huh? You went from street punk


    to CEO. I believe in yourpany’s potential, which is why I’m here. But we need better terms if


    you want to make this contract happen.”


    Ward, staking his fortune on this, pleaded his case. He promised meticulous work nobody else


    could match, vowingly only top–tier products, given his own family’s background.


    He looked at Sylvia earnestly, all cards on the table, in this high–stakes corporate gamble.