Chapter 60


    Chapter 60 It’s You


    Sylvia led a surprise visit to Ward’spany with her team in tow. Ward was caught off- guard,


    in the midst of a meeting about securing the partnership, when he was told Sylvia and her


    entourage hade to assess the ce. The stakes were clear: pass the inspection and the


    partnership would proceed; fail, and it was all over.


    Ward was anxious, having no idea what Sylvia nned to inspect. He trailed behind her, watching


    nervously as she examined everything scrupulously, even plucking leaves from the potted nts


    they passed. Once they settled in the office, Sylvia didn’t press about the partnership. Instead, she


    casually inquired about how things had been and what they had been discussing earlier.


    Ward exined everything candidly. There was a time when, as a street punk, he had run into


    Sylvia’s brothers and endured a heavy reprimand from them. Since then, he’d known Sylvia wasn’t


    someone to be taken lightly.


    “Can you give it to me straight? If there’s something about what we do that you’re not impressed


    with, you can tell me. I can handle it,” Ward finally said, bordering on desperation.


    Sylvia paused, thenughed softly. “Calm down. The partnership will continue. I’m here to see for


    myself what’s going on. Frankly,pared to otherpanies the Ivans work with, you’re small.


    But I’m willing to give you a chance. The n you submitted impressed me, and that’s why I’m here.


    Now, you need to convince not just me, but the critics I’ve brought along. And let me warn you–


    they’re excellent at finding faults. If you can handle them, consider our partnership secure.


    Ward knew hispany wasn’t the usual caliber Sylvia partnered with, but her willingness to give


    them this chance spurred him on. He was ready to give it his all.


    After the meeting, as Ward busied himself addressing the feedback, Sylvia stepped out to make a


    call to Bruce. They’d received news this morning that Cyril wanted to partner with Ward, and Sylvia


    was determined not to let Cyril secure the deal without a fight. Besides, why should Cyril get first


    dibs on working with Ward?


    Perhaps there was a hint of retaliation in her actions; after all, the past three years hadn’t been


    easy. It wouldn’t sit right with her to just let bygones be bygones without making things at least a bit


    difficult for Cyril.


    Sylvia’s next stop was to check out the rest of thepany. Despite its modest size, the overall vibe


    was promising.


    Juliet arrivedte, carrying a stack of documents which she handed to Sylvia. “This is from your


    brother. There’s an inspection at the mall this afternoon, and he wants you to oversee it,” Juliet


    exined. The files detailed a promotional event featuring Sylvia’s second brother, aiming to make


    a ssh with this year’s concert by starting with today’s showcase.


    Realizing that this meant her brother was expecting arge turnout, Sylvia couldn’t help but dread


    the chaos that might ensue. No wonder Bruce wanted her to be there.


    As Sylvia and Juliet approached the mall, they didn’t announce themselves, choosing to blend in as


    ordinary shoppers. On a usual day, the mall wouldn’t be this crowded – but today, Brock’s presence


    transformed it into a bustling hub.


    Having attended several of Brock’s concerts before, they expected the energy, but the sheer scale


    of the excitement still startled them as they arrived.


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    “Goodness, imagine if this was at a bigger venue like a stadium; the fans would swarm your


    brother!” Juliet whispered, loudly enough for Sylvia to hear despite the din.


    Sylvia smiled ruefully; she’d always known her brother was a favorite, but this outpouring of


    affection still amazed her.


    “No wonder Bruce wanted me toe. He probably didn’t want to deal with this crowd. Let’s head


    to the central hall. I heard that’s where the event is,” she suggested.


    As they edged through the throngs, a bright–eyed girl with golden hair rushed up and grabbed


    Sylvia’s hand. “It’s you, I know you!”


    Sylvia was taken aback–she’d never seen this girl before.


    “Last time at the lounge, I saw you sing. You performed Brock’s songs, remember? I wanted your


    contact then, but you were swamped. Can I get it now? It’s fate, meeting you here again.


    Delighted, Linda was overjoyed to run into Sylvia after missing an opportunity to connect


    before.


    Sylvia chuckled, took out her phone, and willingly exchanged numbers.


    “Are you here for the signing event? You might bete; they could be gone. But there’s a good spot


    over there for pictures—you’ll get a clear shot of his face.”