On the other end of the phone, Sylvia Sterling’s voice sounded a bit tense.
Master Blackwood’s broad back pressed into the sofa, and he replied indifferently, "Dr. Sylvia, just go ahead and ask."
Sylvia Sterling said, "Director Blackwood, I think it would be better if we discussed this matter face-to-face."
This ant that Sebastian Blackwood would have to co and see her in person.
Sebastian Blackwood impatiently licked his thin lips, but once he had spoken, he never went back on his word.
More importantly, after fulfilling the conditions Sylvia Sterling set, their matters would be completely over, and there would be no need for further contact.
Thinking of this, he finally stood up, grabbed his coat with one hand, and strode out.
"Address."
Upon hearing this, Sylvia Sterling loosened her tightly clenched palm secretly, revealing her fair palm marked with nail prints, all red.
She quickly said, "It’s the restaurant where we had dinner last ti."
Before long, in less than half an hour, Sebastian Blackwood arrived.
Sylvia Sterling had reserved the sa spot where they sat last ti. She was still wearing a teal qipao, sitting quietly and waiting.
"Director Blackwood."
Seeing Sebastian Blackwood arrive, she instinctively stood up.
Sebastian Blackwood lazily lifted his chin, "Dr. Sylvia, no need to be so formal."
Sylvia Sterling had to sit back down.
"Whatever the request, Dr. Sylvia, just say it."
Casually taking off his coat, Sebastian Blackwood crossed his long legs and sat down.
Sylvia Sterling nervously rubbed the smooth surface of the cup on the table with her fingers and smiled, "Director Blackwood, it’s not a big deal, I just want you to have this al with ."
Just a al?
Sebastian Blackwood’s deep eyes narrowed slightly, as if assessing the truth of her words.
Sylvia Sterling let out a bitter smile and continued, "Last ti my clothes were stained by a waiter, and I couldn’t finish that al. It felt like a regret, so I made this request this ti. I know Director Blackwood is very busy, and many people want to have a al with you, so I won’t take much of your ti. After this al, I won’t trouble you again."
Sylvia Sterling spoke candidly, and the restaurant’s dishes were already served.
Sebastian Blackwood’s Adam’s apple bobbed slightly, but he didn’t refuse to give her face.
A al, as quick as it seed, was over in just about an hour.
"Director Blackwood, I wish you a pleasant life and may the Blackwood Group continue to prosper."
Before leaving, Sylvia Sterling raised the wine glass on the table and toasted towards Sebastian Blackwood.
The man’s thin eyelids lowered slightly, and he did not refuse this final drink. He took it, his throat rolled, and he swallowed it.
"Take care, Dr. Sylvia."
The wine glass was casually placed on the glass table, and Sebastian Blackwood stood up, but at that mont, his clear vision montarily blurred. He shook his head, and the figure of Sylvia Sterling, who had been sitting opposite him, ca over and supported him.
"Master Blackwood, let help you."
Sylvia Sterling said nervously. Sebastian Blackwood’s expression turned dark and frightening, "Sylvia Sterling, are you trying to kill yourself!"
Judging from his reaction just now, it was clear there was sothing wrong with that drink.
Sebastian Blackwood raised his hand, intending to brush off Sylvia Sterling’s outstretched hand, but Sylvia, as if anticipating his move, shifted her angle instead to hold his arm.
"Director Blackwood, I’m sorry."
Sylvia Sterling said in a low voice, her eyes showing a faint sadness, "You shouldn’t have provoked in the first place."
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