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ere were plenty of empty taxis outside the hotel. Sylvia had just hailed one and was about to get in
when someone stopped the door from closing. She looked up and saw Cyril.
Without giving Sylvia a chance to speak, Cyril squeezed into the car as well and gave driver an
address.
“What are you doing?” Sylvia asked.
the
Cyril couldn’t possibly be so broke that he couldn’t even afford a cab ride and had to freeload with
her, right?
But as it turned out, Cyril’s destination was the same as Sylvia’s.
“There’s a mole in thepany, and I’m here to deal with it. But it seems it’s not just mypany;
yours seems to have the same problem,” Cyril said, exining why he had- hitched a ride with
Sylvia.
Sylvia was taken aback. When she heard the term “mole,” her mind immediately jumped to Inglee.
After all, the whole thing abouting to France was Inglee’s idea, so there might be a connection
“If there’s a mole in yourpany, why don’t you just take a cab yourself? Why tag along with me?”
Sylvia asked.
“If I take a cab, it’ll draw more attention. They might be on guard. Following you, they won’t suspect
much. And if you feel I’m causing you trouble, I’ll treat you to dinnerter aspensation,” Cyril
replied with impable manners, but Sylvia wasn’t having any of it. Dining together would only
complicate things further.
“No need. I can afford the cab fare. Consider it payment for the intel you provided,” Sylvia said,
closing her eyes, opting not to engage further with Cyril. Having to share a car with him was already
irritating enough.
She could feel Cyril’s gaz
could feel Cyril’s gaze on her, intense and affectionate. But Sylvia found it ridiculous What gave him
the right to look at her like that?
Fortunately, their destination wasn’t far. A few minutester, they arrived. Sylvia got out and nced
around. Through the window of a nearby café, she spotted Inglee, confirming her suspicions.
“I’ve received reliable information that there’s a mole in ourpany. Though not in top
management, they’re in a mid–level position. They’ve been sellingpany models and
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confidential files to otherpanies at high prices. I initially suspected yourpany, but it seems
not,” Cyril exined his suspicions, rooted in their strained rtionship and that of their respective
bosses.
Sylvia raised an eyebrow. Suspecting theirpany of selling confidential files to hers was quite a
leap.
“Any other thoughts?” Sylvia asked.
“Selling to anotherpany or sent by anotherpany,” Cyril calmly shared all his spections
with Sylvia, based on usible scenarios.
Sylvia nodded. If she were in his shoes, she’d probably make simr assumptions.
“Well, if we both have matters to attend to, I won’t disturb you further. I’ll go see why she’s here,”
Sylvia smiled at Cyril before leisurely heading towards the café.
She spotted Inglee, who may or may not have seen her. It was probably Inglee’s first time doing
something like this, so she was extra cautious, ncing around frequently but failing to notice
Sylvia.
Until Sylvia approached, startling her.
“What are you doing here?” Sylvia asked, disappointed to find only two cups of coffee and their
phones on the table. She had hoped for an exchange of information, but apparently, it was nothing
of the sort. Cyril also left in another direction.
Seemingly panicked, Inglee hurriedly paid for the coffee and grabbed the man’s wrist, intending to
leave together. But he kept his eyes fixed on Sylvia, showing reluctance to depart.
Sylvia couldn’t ignore the man’s gaze, too intense and suggestive to ignore.
“Looks like your friend here isn’t keen on leaving. Making a new friend is nice, but I don’t appreciate
treacherous ones,” Sylvia remarked with a smile, making Inglee even paler. She didn’t care what
the man thought; she dragged him away from the café.
Seeing them leave, Sylvia narrowed her eyes and sneered at the coffee on their table.
She took out her phone, about to report the situation to her big brother, when she noticed a
message from Bruce three minutes ago, warning her about Inglee’s recent activities, suspecting her
of mischief.
That was a wake–up call. Sylvia clicked her tongue. It wasn’t solitude she had found here but
rather trouble.
But considering the man from earlier, their mismatchedpanionship, and Inglee’s
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willingness to humble herself, it was evident there was more to their rtionship. Sylvia couldn’t be
bothered to dwell further; she hadn’t expected Inglee to reveal her true colors on the very first day
in France. But what came next would surely be even more intriguing.
urpany, why don’t you just take a cab yourself? Why tag along with me?” Sylvia asked.
“If I take a cab, it’ll draw more attention. They might be on guard. Following you, they won’t suspect
much. And if you feel I’m causing you trouble, I’ll treat you to dinnerter aspensation,” Cyril
replied with impable manners, but Sylvia wasn’t having any of it. Dining together would only
complicate things further.
“No need. I can afford the cab fare. Consider it payment for the intel you provided,” Sylvia said,
closing her eyes, opting not to engage further with Cyril. Having to share a car with him was already
irritating enough.
She could feel Cyril’s gaz
could feel Cyril’s gaze on her, intense and affectionate. But Sylvia found it ridiculous What gave him
the right to look at her like that?
Fortunately, their destination wasn’t far. A few minutester, they arrived. Sylvia got out and nced
around. Through the window of a nearby café, she spotted Inglee, confirming her suspicions.
“I’ve received reliable information that there’s a mole in ourpany. Though not in top
management, they’re in a mid–level position. They’ve been sellingpany models and
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confidential files to otherpanies at high prices. I initially suspected yourpany, but it seems
not,” Cyril exined his suspicions, rooted in their strained rtionship and that of their respective
bosses.
Sylvia raised an eyebrow. Suspecting theirpany of selling confidential files to hers was quite a
leap.
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“Any other thoughts?” Sylvia asked.
“Selling to anotherpany or sent by anotherpany,” Cyril calmly shared all his spections
with Sylvia, based on usible scenarios.
Sylvia nodded. If she were in his shoes, she’d probably make simr assumptions.
“Well, if we both have matters to attend to, I won’t disturb you further. I’ll go see why she’s here,”
Sylvia smiled at Cyril before leisurely heading towards the café.
She spotted Inglee, who may or may not have seen her. It was probably Inglee’s first time doing
something like this, so she was extra cautious, ncing around frequently but failing to notice
Sylvia.
Until Sylvia approached, startling her.
“What are you doing here?” Sylvia asked, disappointed to find only two cups of coffee and their
phones on the table. She had hoped for an exchange of information, but apparently, it was nothing
of the sort. Cyril also left in another direction.
Seemingly panicked, Inglee hurriedly paid for the coffee and grabbed the man’s wrist, intending to
leave together. But he kept his eyes fixed on Sylvia, showing reluctance to depart.
Sylvia couldn’t ignore the man’s gaze, too intense and suggestive to ignore.
“Looks like your friend here isn’t keen on leaving. Making a new friend is nice, but I don’t appreciate
treacherous ones,” Sylvia remarked with a smile, making Inglee even paler. She didn’t care what
the man thought; she dragged him away from the café.
Seeing them leave, Sylvia narrowed her eyes and sneered at the coffee on their table.
She took out her phone, about to report the situation to her big brother, when she noticed a
message from Bruce three minutes ago, warning her about Inglee’s recent activities, suspecting her
of mischief.
That was a wake–up call. Sylvia clicked her tongue. It wasn’t solitude she had found here but
rather trouble.
But considering the man from earlier, their mismatchedpanionship, and Inglee’s
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willingness to humble herself, it was evident there was more to their rtionship. Sylvia couldn’t be
bothered to dwell further; she hadn’t expected Inglee to reveal her true colors on the very first day
in France. But what came next would surely be even more intriguing.