Chapter 41

Lucy paused, her countenance momentarily suspended, before her smile intensified, radiating an even greater brilliance.

Leaning closer to Sylvia, she feigned a discreet conversation, her voice barely audible. “Those three directors hold significant sway within our company, known figures in their own right. The fate of our artists rests in their hands. Ms. Lancelot, I implore you not to antagonize them.”

Sylvia nodded expressionlessly.

Once their private conversation concluded, they pivoted Sylviafully.

The three directors fixed their gaze upon Sylvia, their eyes gleaming with avarice, an unsettling sight that stirred a wave of nausea within her.

“Director Lancelot, I must say, you more than live up to your reputation. I mean, not only are you drop–dead gorgeous, but your figure is on point too.”

One of the directors, Mr. Wesley, spoke up.

Sylvia responded with a gracious smile, “I’m truly flattered. You all are the ones who truly stand out.”

Lucy extended a welcoming gesture, inviting everyone to have a seat.

Lifting her glass, she took the initiative to toast Sylvia. “Here’s to you, Ms. Lancelot, for engaging in our first face–to–face business discussion since assuming your role. I raise my glass in a toast, wishing you every success.”

She insisted, pressing the glass of red wine into Sylvia’s hand.

Sylvia elegantly swirled the wine glass and brought it to her nose, savoring the aroma. “The 1982 Lafite, truly a splendid choice.”

With a gentle smile, she delicately clinked glasses with Lucy before raising her head and swiftly downing the contents in one gulp.

Another director chimed in, offering a flattering remark. “I must admit, Director Lancelot, I’m pleasantly surprised by your knowledge of red wine. Your expertise in drinking is awe–inspiring, and your charm is undeniable. Please allow me to raise a toast in your honor.”

Sylvia inquired, “Wasn’t today’s agenda meant to cover the casting decisions for Epicent Films‘ script? Why was there no mention of it?”

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The directors displayed a nonchalant demeanor. “Certainly, we will address it, but it’s customary to enjoy a drink before diving into business matters at the table. Director Lancelot, you know the rules, don’t you?”

The three directors smiled and raised their glasses, toasting her one after another.

Sylvia didn’t refuse. She drank one glass after another.

In the president’s office of the Grammer Group.

A knock echoed through the door as Tim entered. Carrying himself with respect, he handed over a piece of information regarding Sylvia.

“Mr. Fallen, we have verified this information three times. This is the result. Please take a look.”

Edgar accepted the document and studied its contents intently, his brow slightly furrowed, reviewing it repeatedly.

experience appeared flawless, and her life

specific details provided. The circumstances surrounding her time

someone in the world

doubts, Tim asked, “Would you like

“No need.”

closed the document, placing it atop the stack of papers. “She intentionally obstructed our efforts to uncover her past. It would be futile to persist in the investigation. However, her family background must be far from ordinary.”

lighting a cigarette, his gaze growing somber.

Fallen, you had a dinner

“Yes.”

the dinner party of Epicent

to drink, raising their glasses in toast three times.

offers, Sylvia graciously accepted each one without refusal.

the

six bottles of red

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had only taken on a faint rosiness, and she appeared even more captivating beneath the illumination. Yet, her eyes

head, a hint of melancholy clouding her.

anticipated Sylvia’s exceptional tolerance for alcohol. How could Sylvia remain unfazed while she and

were practically at their limit.

herself another glass of red wine and downed it, although no one asked her to drink

Sylvia fixed her gaze on each of them in turn. Her smiles, while beautiful, carried

were all impressed!

completely in

it firsthand, they would never have believed that

drinking? Shouldn’t we proceed with our business matters

took the

proposed a toast to them.

glances at Lucy, conveying their

their limits. Any further drinking would likely result in

aware that she couldn’t

a bag of some secret stuff that was completely undetectable in

glance with Director Moore, who understood her

with a smile.

chance to review the script plan for

retrieved a document and extended

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take a look and let me

to

snapping sound echoed through the room.

Lucy dropped her

drink tonight. Let me get you a new glass and pour

cast a meaningful glance at Lucy but did not intervene.

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