"Mr. Schmidt, here''s some Vintage Narcissus tea that was flown in this morning. Please have a taste,"


    said Sheryl Gillis.


    She deftly and elegantly prepared the tea for Jameson, which was an art form in itself.


    Soon, she served him a new cup of hot tea. The fairdy stood there amid the steam from the tea and


    the subtle tea scent wafting in the air. She radiated a captivating yet distant presence, abination of


    contradictory traits that strangelyplemented each other.


    Indeed, those who worked for the man were the cream of the crop who were carefully nurtured.


    Troublesome employees would have already been removed early on.


    "Thank you, Ms. Gillis." Jameson raised his cup, but his gaze remained fixed on her.


    She bore a resemnce to a particr someone—the woman whom he had loved for a long time.


    "Mr. Schmidt, is there something on my face?" Sheryl wondered with a gentle smile.


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    "No. Sorry. That was rude." He quickly looked away with astonishment.


    The man behind the curtainsughed. "Sheryl, you''re too beautiful. People are naturally attracted to


    beauty.


    "Mr. Schmidt, how does Sherylpare to Lyse?"


    Feeling surprised, Jameson trod carefully. "My apology, sir. Sheryl is great, but Lyse remains my only


    love in this lifetime. She''s the most beautifuldy in my eyes, which no one could ever rece."


    The man chuckled and sipped on the tea. "How loyal of you! But have you heard about this saying—


    that the loyal one in love suffers the most regrets?"


    "I don''t mind having regrets. I will willingly lose to Lyse." Jameson smiled wryly. Memories of their tense


    confrontation on the flight still pained his heart.


    "Mr. Schmidt, don''t speak that way, or it mighte true. Sir would be the first to feel sorry for you if


    you''re defeated by Ms. Alyssa, while she might or might not care.


    "Without you, sir would lose a right-hand man. How is he going to run his business in Kontina? It''s


    difficult to find a decision-maker as capable as you," Sheryl said with a smile.


    With a gleam in her eyes, she added, "Not only is Ms. Alyssa a talented woman, but she''s also an


    unattainable target, relentlessly pursued by big names like you and Mr. Beckett. I have higher


    expectations for your crush now, and I can''t wait to meet her again."


    The man said to her, "Oh, don''t worry about it. You''ll have a chance to meet her."


    Jameson paused in the middle of drinking tea and shot a doubtful nce at Sheryl.


    He thought, "Did Sheryl just say ''meet her again''? Has Sheryl met Alyssa before? How is that


    possible?"


    From the moment he was acquainted with Sheryl, she had never left the side of her employer. Neither


    had she traveled to Cyrris, so she couldn''t possibly have any interaction with Alyssa.


    Sheryl returned to the side of the man and walked behind him. Then, she thoughtfully started to


    massage his shoulders. She asked, "Sir, when do you n to return to Sna City?"