Can’t Win Me Back

"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 fair lady stood there amid the steam from the tea and the subtle tea scent wafting in the air. She radiated a captivating yet distant presence, a combination of contradictory traits that strangely complemented 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 resemblance to a particular someone—the woman whom he had loved for a long time.

on my face?" Sheryl wondered with a gentle

That was rude." He quickly looked

curtains laughed. "Sheryl, you're too beautiful. People are naturally attracted to

trod carefully. "My apology, sir. Sheryl is great, but Lyse remains my only love in this lifetime. She's the most beautiful lady in my eyes,

loyal of you! But have you heard about this saying— that

I will willingly lose to Lyse." Jameson smiled wryly. Memories of their

it might come true. Sir would be the first to feel sorry for you if you're defeated by Ms. Alyssa, while she

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